Chapter 126: You Told Me to Open a Food Shop, But You're Operating at 3 AM

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Listening to Grandpa Qin and the others' chat, Hu Xiaoyun couldn't help but purse her lips and smile.

When these old men weren't speaking, each one looked imposing and stern, but once they opened their mouths, they were just like kids bickering with each other — it sounded quite amusing.

"Little miss, you look young, should still be a university student, right? How come you're out working to earn money so early?"

After placing his order, Grandpa Qin stood to one side, watching Hu Xiaoyun busy behind the counter, and asked with a beaming smile.

Yesterday he also heard Lu Feng say in the shop he wanted to hire waiters; he originally wondered whether to transfer a few servants from home to help, but didn't expect Lu Feng to recruit someone this quickly.

This young lady looked quiet and gentle, quite likable; although her movements weren't proficient enough yet, one could see she worked quite seriously.

He felt that with Lu Feng's superb culinary skill, even hiring a waiter would surely mean something exceptional about them, so he grew a bit curious about Hu Xiaoyun.

Only he didn't know that once word got out Lu Feng's place didn't provide meals, besides Hu Xiaoyun, basically no one else was willing to come work as a waiter here.

"Yes, there's not much going on at school, I have plenty of time, so I came out to do a part-time job, earn some living expenses and tuition." Hu Xiaoyun smiled bashfully, replying a bit embarrassedly.

Hearing this, Grandpa Qin's gaze toward Hu Xiaoyun couldn't help but gain a few more points of admiration: "Relying on yourself to lighten your family's burden — truly a sensible good child!"

"This little miss is really not bad; if my family's little brat could be as sensible as her, that would be great!"

Another diner who had finished ordering heard Hu Xiaoyun's words and immediately chimed in, then sighed: "That stinky brat, after entering university, who knows what he does at school every day; two thousand yuan a month living expenses isn't even enough for him to spend — as soon as I get a WeChat from him, I know the kid's definitely run out of money again."

"Exactly, my kid's the same way."

Another diner also nodded in agreement: "Times have changed; when I was their age, I was already earning money to supplement the household."

Listening to the diners' discussion, Hu Xiaoyun wore a bashful smile, but the work in her hands didn't stop for a moment.

Compared to when she worked at the supermarket before, those customers' impatient urging voices — the diners here speaking sounded quite warm and friendly; she started to like the feeling of working here.

"Little miss, let me ask you something."

Among the queuing diners, an auntie leaned in a bit closer, asking Hu Xiaoyun curiously: "Working for Boss Lu, do you get to eat his cooking every day? Are you still hiring here?"

Before Hu Xiaoyun could answer, Grandpa Qin at her side spoke up first: "You're overthinking it; yesterday when I was here, I heard Xiao Lu say himself that being a waiter here doesn't include meals — meaning you won't get to eat his delicious food in the future. Young miss, if you want to come work as a waiter here, how about I ask Xiao Lu for you in a bit?"

"No need, no need! I suddenly remembered, last week I think I twisted my waist square dancing, can't do any heavy work now, forget it."

Hearing Grandpa Qin say that, the auntie immediately waved her hands refusing, shrinking her head back as she spoke.

Obviously, in these diners' minds, which weighed heavier — part-time wages or Boss Lu's cooking — was clear at a glance.

Hearing Grandpa Qin's words, the few diners who had been somewhat envious of Hu Xiaoyun being able to work here now began looking at her with sympathetic eyes one after another.

What a pity!

Such a good child.

So young, yet from now on she'll never eat Boss Lu's delicious food again.

After tasting Lu Feng's cooking yesterday, Hu Xiaoyun also felt a tiny bit of regret, but she quickly let it go.

The prices of the delicacies in Lu Feng's shop — if she really had to come eat them herself, she'd actually be a bit stingy about it.

To her, eating just needed to fill her stomach.

Soon, Yangchun Noodles and Braised Beef Noodles came out of the pot one after another; Hu Xiaoyun carried them over and placed them on the counter.

Grandpa Qin, Liu Zhen Guo, and the three of them carried their respective noodle bowls, found empty seats in the hall, and sat down.

Just as they sat, Liu Zhen Guo couldn't help glancing at Grandpa Qin's bowl; seeing those large pieces of beef coated in sauce, he couldn't help swallowing saliva and said in surprise: "Huh? This beef noodles looks pretty good! The beef portion is really not small!"

Zhao Jian Hua and Xu Shao Ying picked up their chopsticks just about to eat; hearing Liu Zhen Guo's words, they couldn't help but also look at Grandpa Qin's bowl — their eyes instantly couldn't look away.

The beef chunks in the bowl were not small; each piece glistened with an oily sauce-red, the marbled fat-and-lean meat soaked full of dark brown braised sauce — just looking made one drool.

"I told you long ago, right? What other beef can compare to Xiao Lu's? Look at this beef! Look at this soup base! Just smelling this aroma could make someone intoxicated!"

Grandpa Qin took his chopsticks with a smug face, carefully mixing the noodles in his bowl evenly before eating, letting every strand coat fully in sauce — that way it would be fragrant when eaten.

Liu Zhen Guo swallowed saliva while pretending to be nonchalant: "It's just a bowl of braised beef noodles, you make it sound like we've never eaten any."

"Hey, you actually said it right — this delicious braised beef noodles, you few really haven't eaten before."

Grandpa Qin laughed smugly, then used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of beef, lifted it and shook it before the three: "Look at this beef stewed — I can feel with one pinch of the chopsticks it's definitely been stewed a long time, incredibly soft and tender; Old Liu, you're not afraid I can't chew it?"

Finished speaking, he put the beef in his mouth and chewed slowly.

As his teeth bit down gently, the stewed-soft beef practically melted in the mouth, instantly releasing the thick sauce wrapped inside, which flowed down along the corner of Grandpa Qin's mouth.

Grandpa Qin hurriedly slurped, stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, narrowed his eyes with a face of enjoyment, carefully savoring the taste in his mouth.

"Tsk tsk tsk! This beef braised — this little flavor hits the spot, simply amazing!"

Grandpa Qin chewed the beef in his mouth while praising indistinctly: "This taste is more authentic than any old-brand shop I've eaten at! Xiao Lu's skill has never disappointed me once!"

Grandpa Qin deliberately chewed the beef in his mouth with loud smacking sounds, making Liu Zhen Guo and the other three itch inside.

Had I known earlier, I would've ordered Braised Beef Noodles too!

They thought in unison, eyes fixed on the beef in Grandpa Qin's bowl, saliva continuously secreting in their mouths — instantly feeling their own bowls of Yangchun Noodles weren't fragrant anymore.

Looking again at Grandpa Qin's punchable expression right now, Liu Zhen Guo and the other three felt even more unbearably anxious.

Xu Shao Ying coughed lightly, gave a secret wink to Zhao Jian Hua sitting opposite; the latter instantly understood and nodded.