MTL - The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm-Chapter 959 Selfish vanity female supporting role (55)
Chapter 959 The selfish vanity female supporting role (55)
"Master, why don't you wear a hat and a mask? The sweat is dripping down on the mutton. The master in the main store is much more particular than you." A sharp-eyed customer said disgustedly, "Don't cut this piece for me, This one is sweating, I want that one."
The team suddenly became agitated: "What? Sweat dripped on the mutton? This is so dirty!"
"Why do I feel that the mutton at this restaurant doesn't smell as good as the one at the foot of the orchard? Is it really the same owner?"
"Me too, but I've been in line for a long time, do you still want to buy it?"
"I advise you not to buy it. The grilled lamb chops here are not tasty at all. They are old and old, and the seasoning is not good. It tastes like pepper."
"I bought some mutton leg, which is also very old. It's not as tender as the one in the orchard. The mutton at that store is really good, the ingredients are evenly sprinkled, and it tastes very delicious. This one can't do it."
After buying the mutton, the few customers in front took a bite and shook their heads. If you eat it once, you won't come back again if you kill yourself.
Hearing what they said, more than half of the team behind immediately dispersed.
What else to buy if it doesn’t taste good? The price is not too cheap.
"Hey, why didn't you line up?" Wang Cuihua glanced out of the corner of her eyes and saw that the line was much shorter, and many people had left, so she hurriedly shouted, "It's your turn soon!"
"Your mutton is not good!"
"Old and old! Some parts are burnt!"
"It's fine if the meat is old, but the taste is so-so! It's not as good as the one at the foot of Ruoyuan!"
"Yes, yes, yes! That store has been open for two months, and there are long queues every day, and the number of repeat customers is increasing day by day. Isn't it just because of the delicious food? Let's go to that store to buy."
"I am coming too!"
"Wait for me!"
The team broke up halfway again, and there were not many people left, and they only bought a little bit, saying that they waited in line for a long time, and felt unwilling to buy nothing at all, so they weighed ten yuan to try it out.
"..."
How much mutton is ten yuan?
Looking at the few scattered customers, looking at the large pieces of lamb chops left on the chopping board, as well as the lamb legs and lamb chops that are being roasted and thawed in the back kitchen, Wang Cuihua's pupils shrunk: How could this happen?
…
Xu Mingfu's family went to the town to open a mutton restaurant, but they couldn't open it in less than three days because there was no business.
People who like to eat mutton ran to Father Xu’s mutton restaurant to inquire, and learned that it was not a branch opened by him at all, so no one patronized it.
It’s so unpalatable, why is it so expensive?
Wang Cuihua not only failed to make any money, but also lost a lot of money... She was so painful that she lay at home for several days.
By the time Xu Yin heard about this, more than half a month had passed.
She has been working in the Lvheng ecological orchard since all the melons and fruits at home were sold out. While improving the original organic fertilizer composting method of Lvheng, she led a grafting team to graft the fruit trees.
There are more than 10,000 fruit trees on the two mountain tops. It is not a small amount of work to complete all the grafting before winter. She didn't go home usually, and lived upstairs in the building where her father opened a mutton restaurant.
There are two floors upstairs, both of which are three-bedroom units. The first floor is for Xu’s father and Xu’s mother. If it is inconvenient to go back to the village in case of thunderstorms, they will live here for one night; the first floor is for Xu Yin’s dormitory.
Mother Xu arranged for her, added a wardrobe, a desk, installed curtains, and bought a refrigerator.
When I come to the mutton restaurant, I will chop some stuffing for my daughter and make some dumplings, wontons, buns, etc. and freeze them in the refrigerator.
Since she started selling roast mutton, the stuffing she likes to chop has more mutton stuffing, and some green onions are added to make it more fragrant, so that my daughter can cook it anytime she wants, and she will cook it after she finishes eating.
There are quite a few staff members in Lvheng Orchard. There are several dormitory buildings alone. Of course, there is also a staff canteen, which provides three meals a day. It is quite affordable to swipe the staff card. Xu Yin also got one for her parents, too lazy Go to the cafeteria to solve the cooking.
But Mrs. Xu always felt that the food in the cafeteria was not as delicious as her own cooking, and the oil used was not real rapeseed oil or camellia seed oil. It was okay to eat once in a while, but eating in the cafeteria three times a day lost her appetite. Whenever my daughter came home from a break, I would cook for her in different ways.
Even if it is just a simple soy stewed bone, it is still fragrant at home.
Xu Yin: Needless to say, how many **** of spirit mist did she throw into her well, which was originally a sweet water well, but now the water quality is comparable to that of a deep mountain spring. Can soups and stewed dishes made with such water be delicious?
But during this time, she was too busy and hardly ever went home. Mother Xu simply took a stove to the mutton restaurant and made soup for her every day.
Sometimes bone soup, sometimes trotter soup, if you buy wild anchovies, stew fish soup, and cook chicken soup every other week.
Even though Xu Yin was so busy returning home, she didn't lose weight at all. On the contrary, her underwear straps felt tighter than before.
Fortunately, she has a small frame, and her flesh grows everywhere. Except for her breasts, she doesn't see much flesh in other parts.
Mother Xu brings a casserole full every time, so that she can't finish eating and share some with colleagues. The relationship between colleagues is better, and if there is anything, they will help you.
However, Xu's mother didn't know that the soup she delivered every time was really cheap. With the big boss Zhang Huaijin around, who would dare to covet the second boss's soup? Unless you don't want to do it here.
How many people are envious of the treatment of Luheng Company?
Although there are orchards everywhere, their orchard is endorsed by the state, the job is stable, and the salary is no worse than that of civil servants.
Civil servants have five social insurances and one housing fund, and they also have them; civil servants may not have the benefits they have—for example, when the fruit is harvested, they can buy it at the employee price. Although there is a quota, Lvheng's ecological fruits may not be bought with money outside, and they are all supplied from the capital first.
So with such a good treatment, who is willing to give up for a mouthful of soup? Appetite is not as important as work.
I could only watch helplessly as the big boss brought a stack of canteen snacks to the second boss to eat and drink every meal time.
Xu Yin opened the thermos, and a strong fragrance came out.
Mother Xu stewed a chicken today. It was stewed with the pullet hen raised last year, shiitake mushrooms and dried bamboo shoots. The chicken soup was clear and delicious.
Zhang Huaijin walked in with a few boxes of packed canteen stir fry, and suddenly felt that the dishes in his hand were not fragrant at all.
"Auntie stewed chicken soup today?"
"Well, would you like a bowl?"
"Definitely!"
He didn't feel embarrassed at all, he was not active in eating, and he had problems thinking.
"The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. I asked a friend to send some hairy crabs. Do you prefer delivery coupons or spot crabs?"
"Employee benefits?"
As Xu Yin asked, she scooped up a bowl of soup for him, and then she picked it up and drank it slowly.
Her mother gave her most of the chicken, but she likes to eat chicken wings, so he shared the chicken legs with him.
“Shareholder Benefits.”
He said, slowly picked up the bowl and drank the chicken soup. It is indeed a stew of free-range chicken that has been raised for a year and a half, and it is fresh!
(end of this chapter)
