From Folly to Fortune：I Rewrite My Life After Rebirth!-Chapter 987 - 983: Even the Duck’s Butt Got Bitten (Second Update)
The crowd had arrived, the dragon and lion dance started again, and Mu Shuangshuang also began preparing signature dishes in the kitchen.
Whether it’s roast chicken, grilled fish, or roast duck, or braised pork, none of them can be made instantly; they take time to roast and prepare.
In the kitchen, the items Mu Shuangshuang roasted over the fire emitted a tantalizing aroma that almost enchanted the staff who came in to assist.
One by one, they drooled, but Yu Dahai coughed several times, reminding them to maintain their composure.
Right at that moment, Lu Yuanfeng came in.
"Shuangshuang, it’s about time; we can start the fireworks!"
"Okay!" Mu Shuangshuang called over the chef and explained, asking him to keep an eye on the fire.
Mu Shuangshuang, Yu Dahai, and Lu Yuanfeng went outside together to set off the firecrackers.
In ancient times, people held fireworks in their hands—a bamboo stick tied to the firecrackers; the louder the sound, the more prosperous the future business.
Lu Yuanfeng held the firecracker while Mu Shuangshuang lit it.
The crowd gathered around, and as soon as the firecracker ignited, they all shouted together.
The sound of firecrackers, mixed with the cries of the crowd, made the restaurant’s entrance vibrate with overwhelming momentum.
"Hooray, the restaurant is opening!" Several children shouted along.
The restaurant was finally open.
The crowd began to flood into the restaurant.
The staff began distributing menus to each table.
The private room menu had two copies, while downstairs had one, with clear pricing—today, all food was half-priced.
You could order separately or together.
The crowd, holding illustrated menus, was amazed, even Zheng Zhi, who ran a restaurant.
He opened menu after menu, saw the tempting illustrations, and instantly admired Mu Shuangshuang.
At the same time, he secretly regretted that such talent hadn’t been employed by him; he could have made quite a fortune by now.
Illustrated and written menus, this girl catered to everyone.
"Indeed, a talent!" Fat Chef chuckled, "Just wonder how these signature dishes taste!"
"You’ll find out soon enough!"
Orders were placed, and the kitchen started bustling continuously, Mu Shuangshuang’s four signature dishes prepared for five tables—one for Er Gui Village people, one for Old Yu Family, others for Zheng Zhi’s private room and the central hall table.
The central hall table offered free tasting to everyone; with common chopsticks, anyone could try.
This time, however, Mu Shuangshuang miscalculated; she didn’t expect so many people to come.
Almost everyone who heard her storytelling showed up.
They all ordered dishes, eagerly awaiting Mu Shuangshuang’s post-meal storytelling.
Ordering, eating, everything was fast-paced.
The kitchen in the backyard was almost frenzied with activity.
One dish came out, another needed frying.
Mu Shuangshuang’s signature dishes were ready, sent out by staff, and instantly snatched in the hall when staff explained that only the owner lady knew the secret recipe, leaving everyone astonished.
Especially when they learned that other tables offered only one special dish per day.
Except for the private rooms on the second and third floors offering four dishes at once, Chengfeng Restaurant’s private rooms became the most desired location.
Mu Shuangshuang first served the hall patrons, then proceeded upstairs.
This time, the guest turnout was explosive; all private rooms upstairs were occupied.
Dishes were served gradually; on the third-floor private room, when four signature dishes were served simultaneously, Fat Chef almost couldn’t resist grabbing them before Zheng Zhi.
One bowl contained roast duck, and before they could satisfy their curiosity, Mu Shuangshuang entered.
She took out a set of tools, including knives and a chopping board, took the roast duck, and began to slice the meat.
Slice by slice, duck meat was peeled off, and its aroma in the air was enticing enough to steal one’s soul.
Fat Chef, seeing duck being eaten this way for the first time, was stunned for a moment.
One duck was quickly sliced, Mu Shuangshuang said, "Please enjoy! You can take the duck frame away or make soup, but today is quite busy, there might not be time to make soup."
Mu Shuangshuang didn’t conceal anything, everyone at this table was seasoned.
Her aim was to ensure they felt her service and creations were absolutely top-notch.
"No worries, girl, you better go busy yourself!" Fat Chef said.
Mu Shuangshuang nodded gratefully.
After finishing with the duck on the third-floor private room, Mu Shuangshuang headed to the second floor.
But the situation on the second floor made her face-palm; the table of uncles and elders was decent, dishes were almost untouched.
Yet the Old Mu Family table was a mess.
The roast chicken was gnawed down to its rump, Mu Xiangxiang clutched a soup bowl, filled with food half her height.
As for the roast duck, someone had wickedly bitten off the rump part, and its body was hollowed out with several bites.
What should be a simple task, slicing the duck, turned into a challenge.
Mu Shuangshuang swallowed nervously, immensely relieved she’d placed Old Yu Family and Huang Brothers, Huang Da and Huang Er, in another private room.
She sliced the duck for the elder’s table and plated it.
Mu Danian and Chen Hong promptly stopped Mu Shuangshuang as she prepared to leave.
"Shuang, why didn’t you slice the duck for us?" Mu Danian asked.
"Uncle, this duck is in such a state it’s impossible; eat it however you wish!" Mu Shuangshuang replied.
"Hey, what’s this attitude!" Mu Danian was displeased.
"What attitude, didn’t you see, Uncle?" Mu Shuangshuang retorted irritably.
The table next door got theirs sliced, why not us? You looking down on us?
"Fifth, shut up!" Mr. Mu from the nearby table explained, that’s why this table was so rowdy.
Scolded by Mr. Mu, Mu Danian settled down quite a bit.
Mu Shuangshuang then took a tray to Old Yu Family’s private room.
This group was larger, with Yu Si Niang, Mu Dashan, and several kids present, but it was far better than the Old Mu Family table.
No one had started eating, seemingly waiting for Mu Shuangshuang.
When Mu Shuangshuang entered, everyone smiled, thinking she was there to eat, but unexpectedly, she brought some tools.
She took the duck to the side table and began slicing it.
"Shuangshuang, aren’t you eating?" Yu Si Niang asked.
"Not yet, the backyard is a madhouse, I need to oversee things to prevent any hiccups," Mu Shuangshuang replied.
"Ah, do you need us to help?" Mu Dashan inquired.
"No need, have your meal—the restaurant staff are trained, they know which dishes are for whom."
"If you went to help, and mistakenly took someone else’s food, it would be troublesome," Mu Shuangshuang stated candidly.
Yu Si Niang and Mu Dashan agreed after considering it and ceased discussing assistance.
