"At school. What's the matter?"
Jiang Da was silent for a moment.
Han Yunru couldn't help but push him: "You should have finished talking, why did you suddenly mention your daughter?"
"It's not me, it's Sun Honghong."
Jiang Da roughly repeated the other party's original words, "... What do you mean by her?"
Let Yueyue stop being so desperate...
What did Yueyue do
Actually let a female rogue beg for mercy in a low voice.
Jiang Da couldn't figure it out.
Han Yunru was thoughtful.
Yesterday in the hospital, after Yueyue came out of the ward, Sun Honghong calmed down, and stopped clamoring for Huashanfu's fresh meat porridge.
"Honey, do you know something?"
"Let's talk about it when Yueyue comes back, you hurry up and take a shower, you're already smelling..."
"Is there? Shhhhh—"
"Still smelling?! Hurry up!"
In the afternoon, Jiang Fuyue came home from school, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Jiang Da and Han Yunru were there.
"Dad, you're here." It wasn't surprising.
"Hmm." Jiang Da looked complicated.
Han Yunru waved at her: "Come, try this sour plum juice."
Jiang Fuyue drank a couple of sips, and felt instantly chilled.
"How about it?"
She nodded: "It's delicious."
Although it is sweeter than ordinary sour plum juice, there is a fragrance of jasmine in the mouth, which just dilutes the greasiness.
"If it costs five yuan a cup, do you think anyone will buy it?"
Jiang Fuyue put down her cup, and slowly raised her eyes: "If you make plum juice shaved ice, or plum juice ice powder, cold cake, add some hawthorn pieces, peanut pieces, raisins and other toppings, you can sell it for ten to ten dollars." Fifteen dollars a piece."
Han Yunru's eyes lit up: "Yes! Why didn't I expect..."
After finishing speaking, he rushed into the kitchen, and soon there was the sound of the cooking machine crushing ice.
Jiang Da: "?" You agreed to ask your daughter
"Dad, is there anything else?"
"without… "
"Then I'm going back to my room."
"Moon-"
"Huh?" Jiang Fuyue turned her head and asked with dewy eyes.
Looking at the peach blossom eyes that were exactly the same as his wife's, Jiang Da's heart softened: "It's nothing...just Sun Honghong said something to me."
Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows, thinking that he would continue to ask.
But Jiang Da didn't, he just said—
"You can't do illegal things, you have to protect yourself."
Jiang Fuyue's brows were slightly warm, and she nodded with a smile: "Don't worry."
…
That night.
After Jiang Da and Han Yunru washed up, they stayed in the room, one made an inventory and settled accounts, and the other held a mobile phone to study the drink tutorial.
"Honey, did you do it on purpose today?" Jiang Da suddenly asked.
"What on purpose?" Han Yunru put down her phone and looked at him.
"You said Yueyue would ask her when she came back..." the man muffled.
"I wanted to ask at first, but when the words came to my lips, I felt it was unnecessary."
"Why?"
Han Yunru patted the edge of the bed and signaled Jiang Da to sit down: "I always feel that Yueyue is more like an adult than us. You can see that she speaks and does things in an orderly manner, and she knows everything well. If we ask too much, it will easily burden her."
"I'm just worried..."
"I know you're worried, but you have to give her some space. Now that the child is older, you can't be too tight."
Jiang Da reluctantly agreed with this statement, but he was still worried.
Before going to sleep, he decided to go to Sun Honghong tomorrow to ask about the specific situation.
But the next day, the only thing waiting for him was a bun shop that was about to be emptied.
"Hey, brothers, you guys are..." Jiang Da stared blankly at a group of workers moving in and out.
"This store is closed. The owner told me to vacate it within today, and I will bring someone to sign a contract and rent it out again tomorrow. The hands and feet are fast enough, and the connection is seamless! But in this location, I really don't have to worry about renting..."
"Then where did the former proprietress of this shop go?" Jiang Da asked.
"I don't know." The man shook his head, "I'm just a porter."
Jiang Da came excitedly, then returned in a daze, and told Han Yunru all about it.
"... Nothing will happen to her, right?"
Han Yunru curled her lips, "Are you worried? Then go find her, and I won't stop you."
"See what you said?" The man's face was ashamed, his face was dark and red, and he was anxious.
"Why am I worried about her? Who is she to me? Why should I worry about her? You dig a hole for me to jump, anyway, I can't recognize a word!"
Han Yunru pursed her lips and covered up her smile: "Speak as you speak, why are you so impatient?"
Jiang Da muttered: "Obviously you are talking nonsense..."
Sun Honghong walked quietly.
Even the two sisters who usually had the best relationship with her on this street didn't hear the slightest word.
"What's the matter with Ah Hong? The steamed stuffed buns are selling well, so I left as soon as I said it. This is too sudden."
"Yeah, I didn't hear her mention it when we had dinner together last week."
"It won't cause any trouble, so run away?"
"Do you think it has something to do with the pancake stand? It's not likely... With Ah Hong's ability, only Jiang Da and his wife are the ones to suffer. How can she run away with her tail between her legs?"
Jiang Da went back at night and told his daughter about it.
Jiang Fuyue said calmly, but said nothing more.
Of course Sun Honghong had to run away, otherwise when Feng Junxiang's wife came to the door, she would have to give her life to Linhuai.
The person who fanned the flames was gone, and the rumors about Han Yunru completely subsided.
The Jiang family started to run the small shop seriously.
First of all, it is the expansion of the business scope. In addition to the original pancakes, steamed buns, soy milk fritters are also introduced for breakfast. Jiang Da can make all of these, and the taste is not inferior to his best pancakes.
In the past, the booth was narrow and there were few tools, so he had no room to develop. Now the new store is spacious and the kitchen is big enough, which is just convenient for him to display.
Han Yunru was worried about the flow of customers. No matter how good the stuff was, it would be useless if no one cheered.
Jiang Fuyue smiled resolutely: "There are so many students in No. 1 Middle School, I don't have to worry about selling them."
Han Yunru thought to herself: It's true that there are so many students, but their breakfast restaurant is not the only one nearby.
As a result, within two days, she slapped her face—
"Auntie, two deep-fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk, pack it up, thank you!"
"Uncle, I don't want fruit for my pancakes, so give me more sauce!"
"Is this the shop opened by Jiang Fuyue's parents?"
"It should be right. You can tell by seeing so many people queuing up. They all want to absorb the European spirit of the student god."
"Let's go, let's hurry up too!"
For a while, Jiang's breakfast restaurant became popular on the campus of No. 1 Middle School.
How red is it
Whoever said that he has never eaten Jiangji pancakes will immediately receive the baptism of "you are out".
Immediately afterwards, there will be a wave of "Jiang Chui" jumping out to be crazy about Amway, plus a critical attack of saliva.
Even if you don't want to eat, you can listen to it.
Lin Qiao is a student in Class 2 and 3 of high school. She is seated obliquely in front of Jiang Fuyue, at Wan Xiutong's front desk.
Don't look at her slender and thin, with no difference in face, she is actually a foodie.
Because the family conditions are good, she has tasted a lot of delicacies, such as Luchuan, Guangdong and Fujian, Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Xianghui, not to mention eating all over the world, but she has dabbled in all of them.
Let’s talk about pancakes. The best thing she’s ever eaten is the “Ten Man Fu” from the main store of Cao Ji!
The skin is thin, the stuffing is rich, and the plate is exquisite. When you bite down, the fluffy meat floss and the crispness of the fruit burst together. Served with a secret sauce, it is salty, spicy and delicious, just like a tap dance on the tip of the tongue.
She still remembers the smell.
In comparison, the "Jiang Ji Pancake" which is so hyped up by the whole school is probably the same.
She didn't even want to taste it herself, after all, who would eat fans after eating shark fin
However, the face slap came too fast, like a tornado...