Chapter 150: Chapter 150: Flexible Tong and a Professor’s New World

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

One minute later.

Jiang Liu started moving the buns. It was past 11:50, time to prepare for opening.

Lin Qiu huffed and glared at Jiang Liu as he walked past her.

She looked down, stroking Tongtong’s hair as she comforted her:

"Tongtong, sweetie, don’t cry. Grandma will teach him a lesson for you tonight!"

"WAAH... my butt’s split in two! Daddy’s a meanie! Tongtong is so mad..."

*sob*...

"He still hasn’t bought the ice cream he promised me! WAAH... Liar Dad!"

Tongtong sobbed in Lin Qiu’s arms, pouring out all her grievances.

Lin Qiu said indignantly:

"Let’s not cry. If he won’t buy it, Grandma will buy it for you in a bit!"

"But... *sob*... but the ones Daddy buys taste better!"

She liked eating ice cream with her dad.

The ice cream her dad bought was the best!

Just then, as if on cue, Jiang Liu took a cream and raisin ice cream bar from the fridge.

Of course he remembered promising to reward his daughter with ice cream yesterday.

So he had bought a few that morning and put them in the fridge.

"Tongtong, are you still mad at Daddy?"

Hearing Jiang Liu’s voice, Tongtong immediately felt a happy urge to leap into his arms.

But she held back.

’I’m not a Tongtong who’s easily coaxed!’

’My temper is huge, so huge that Daddy won’t dare spank me anymore.’

"Go away, meanie Daddy!"

"So I should go away?"

Tongtong: "Go away, but don’t go too far."

Jiang Liu pulled the ice cream out from behind his back, tore open the wrapper, and took a bite. "Ah, well, I guess I’ll have to eat this cream-flavored ice cream all by myself."

Ice cream?

Tongtong turned her head from Lin Qiu’s embrace and snuck a peek.

Gasp!

Daddy really did have ice cream!

What should she do?

Tongtong bit her lip, climbed down from Lin Qiu’s lap, and presented her little bottom to Jiang Liu.

"Daddy, Tongtong was wrong just now. Do you still want to spank Tongtong’s little butt? I’ll let you!"

Tongtong, ever the flexible one.

Of course, Jiang Liu didn’t spank her.

Sometimes, when he spanked his daughter’s bottom, it was only as a last resort.

There was no other way.

If you didn’t keep a certain little cutie in line for a day, she’d be raising the roof.

If it went on for three days... well, that was a different story.

He’d end up being his own daughter’s son.

Tongtong sat on a chair, licking her ice cream with her eyes squinted in delight.

"Daddy’s the best! Tongtong will love you forever!"

"NOM NOM NOM... This ice cream is so yummy..."

Business was still booming at noon.

Around 12:30, it was the turn of an elderly man with meticulously combed silver hair and reading glasses.

He was a first-tier full professor at South City University. Today, he was out visiting a student’s home and happened to see this bustling shop. Driven by curiosity, he got in line.

"Hello, Grandpa, what would you like to eat?" asked Tongtong in a childish voice, barely taller than the table.

"Hehe, helping your father out at such a young age, little girl?"

Yu Qingzheng sat up straight and smiled. He looked up at the menu and was suddenly taken aback. "Little girl, your shop’s juice and tuna aren’t cheap! And why are there only these three items?"

The homemade drinks he’d bought before were usually five or ten yuan. Even freshly squeezed juice wouldn’t exceed twenty, especially since South City was an ordinary city.

"They’re all super yummy! You should buy some, Grandpa," Tongtong said, her eyes sparkling.

"Alright then, I’ll have a bottle of juice, five shrimp buns, and five pork buns."

"Just a moment."

"Mm," Yu Qingzheng nodded.

Spending nearly a hundred on one meal, he was a little displeased.

The customers waiting for takeout at the door were grumbling impatiently.

"Hurry up, Boss Jiang! If you’re any slower, I’m going to starve to death on your doorstep!"

"My cravings are killing me! I finally made it to the front of the line today, but it’s a shame there’s no shrimp noodles."

"I’ll take ten thousand of them, please!!"

Jiang Liu quickly packed the buns.

"Tongtong, take this to the customer."

Finally, he glanced at the customer.

A new face. This was a first-timer.

New customers who came to eat at Jiang Liu’s shop made up a small fraction of his clientele. Most were familiar faces, like neighborhood folks, local residents, students, and workers.

The regulars were just too intense, lining up super early, so new customers rarely got a chance.

But Jiang Liu didn’t mind. He relied on word of mouth.

The juice and buns were served.

Yu Qingzheng adjusted his reading glasses and leaned in for a closer look.

His withered face fell, his expression darkening.

"Why are the buns so small? Not even a mouthful!"

’At the university, I can get a full meal for five yuan. Here, I’m spending nearly a hundred and I won’t even be full?’

’I should’ve just eaten at home... *sigh*...’

’Forget it. I’m never coming back. I don’t care how many people are here; it’s clearly a ripoff joint.’

Yu Qingzheng, filled with regret, picked up a shrimp bun with his chopsticks and brought it closer to smell it.

The steaming aroma of the dough wafted over him.

Hmm? What kind of flour was this? How could it be so fragrant!

He took a bite with his old, yellowed teeth. The skin, of perfect thickness, was very soft. As he tore it, he could feel a slight, springy chewiness.

The moment the skin broke, scalding hot, savory juice exploded in his mouth.

The saltiness was just right, and the traditionally brewed soy sauce made the crisp, tender shrimp meat even more delicious.

Yu Qingzheng’s face was a mask of shock.

’The flavor of this bun... how... it’s just too good!’

Why was the texture of the shrimp so amazing? Even the corn kernels were unusually fragrant and sweet!!

Five yuan??

Yu Qingzheng couldn’t help but turn his head to look at the busy Jiang Liu.

’Young man, are you serious??’

In a five-star hotel, this would cost at least three hundred yuan apiece!

A nearby auntie, devouring her own buns, glanced at Yu Qingzheng across from her and chuckled.

’This old man is obviously a newbie. He hasn’t seen the world.’

Yu Qingzheng ate five buns in a row, his lips glistening with juice.

’Time to try the juice!’

The chilled, sweet-and-sour Gannan fresh orange juice was a perfect palate cleanser.

There was no hint of saccharin—it was pure, natural, the fragrance of nature itself!

"Phew! That was so good! This juice is amazing, too!"

His earlier dissatisfaction flew out the window.

’This was so worth it! Never mind thirty-five for the juice, even if it were a hundred, I’d drink it like water every day!’

"Little Boss! Bring me an order of the tuna, please!"

"Sorry, sir, the tuna sold out ten minutes ago."

"Sold out? You’ve only been open for half an hour!"

"It is indeed sold out," Jiang Liu replied while continuing to work.

"Fine."

Yu Qingzheng felt like he had just missed out on a million yuan.

If the buns and juice were this delicious, how could the sold-out tuna be any less incredible?

After finishing ten buns, he was still craving more.

"Little Boss, could you please pack fifty for me to go? How much will that be?"

This was the first time he’d ever paid for something so willingly. He even felt like paying extra to support the young boss.

In his more than sixty years of life, this was truly the first time he had ever tasted buns and juice this delicious.

Jiang Liu said with a smile, "Thank you for your patronage. Our shop has a limit of fifteen buns per person. How about I pack up the remaining five for you?"

"A limit of fifteen?!" Yu Qingzheng blurted out in shock.

’Are you kidding an old man like me? You make something this delicious, and then you set a limit so I can’t eat it?’

"If I can’t have fifty, then twenty should be fine, right? I can pay you extra, can’t I?"

Yu Qingzheng wasn’t ready to give up.

Jiang Liu shook his head. "Five at most."

A customer at the door couldn’t take it anymore. "Hey old man, what are you dawdling for? Everyone’s following the fifteen-bun limit. What makes you think you can have more?"

"Boss Jiang, ignore him, he’s just making trouble! Why not just blacklist the old guy so he can never eat these buns again!"

"I agree! Get a move on, old man."

Hearing a group of people wanting to blacklist him, Yu Qingzheng was startled.

"Five is fine, Boss! I didn’t mean anything by it, please don’t take offense."

His tone became much more polite.

Jiang Liu gave a polite smile. "It’s alright, they’re just joking with you. Don’t mind them. By the way, you can still buy two more bottles of juice. Would you like them?"

"I can buy two more?! Then please pack them up for me."

Yu Qingzheng was pleasantly surprised. The shop’s juice was also top-tier in taste.

He’d take it back for his grandson to try.

"Alipay payment received: one hundred sixty-five yuan."

After Yu Qingzheng left, the shop remained as it was, completely packed with customers.

Lin Qiu and Jiang Dahai were in charge of cleaning. They didn’t feel it was right for them to handle the food, being in their fifties. Although they were perfectly healthy, they worried it might displease their son’s customers.

Meanwhile, Qingmeng and Tongtong helped Jiang Liu serve buns and juice to the customers.

The sight of the two beauties, one tall and one small, delighted the customers, making the buns taste even more fragrant!

Soon, the lunch service officially ended.

A wave of new converts also arrived during this time.

Whenever a new customer tasted Jiang Liu’s food, their face would be filled with disbelief.

An unprecedented sense of bliss would wash over them!

They had never eaten such delicious buns before.

It was as if the door to a new world had been opened.

"Boss Jiang, your buns are incredible. Keep up the great work. If you ever need any help, you can find me. I’m a traffic officer."

"Goodbye, Little Boss Jiang! By the way, will you be selling any ’Money Skewers’ this afternoon? My son wants to eat them."

Jiang Liu replied, "Not this afternoon. Maybe in the future, we’ll see."

"Alright then."