Over there, Xu Yin rode a small electric donkey back to the restaurant.

 The group of fans celebrating the occasion in the store had already finished their meals and drinks, checked out and left.

Dad Xu is at the counter doing today's business.

Seeing her coming back, he said happily: "Yin Yin, how much water do you think there will be today?"

Before Xu Yin could guess, he announced happily: "Five thousand! In such a deserted day a few years ago, there were actually five thousand!"

Normally, five thousand yuan would not make Father Xu so happy, especially during holidays. If he did not have five thousand yuan, he would cry. It is not enough to pay wages to Xiao Wu, Fatty Sister-in-law and other employees.

But it’s the New Year’s Eve, and it’s a gourmet alley that relies on the flow of students. It’s normal for business to be slow. For example, a few days ago, it would be good to have one thousand in one day. The turnover of 5,000 yuan sold today really exceeded his expectations.

Dad Xu was excited, but his sanity was still on the line:

“But I know that today is thanks to your brother’s friend. Without him, there wouldn’t be so many people coming to the restaurant to eat at night.”

Those fans of He Shi ordered all the dishes in the store, not to mention two portions of grilled fish, and drank several boxes of drinks. They earned over three thousand from the dine-in alone. Excluding this order, the rest This is the normal flow in the store.

"That's much better than the past few days." Father Xu pressed the calculator and did the calculations. "You college students are still smart and have business acumen."

After finishing the calculation, Xu’s father transferred two thousand yuan to his daughter: “Today is the hardest for you. Not only do you work on the stove, but you also work part-time as a rider to deliver food. You can accept the money and buy yourself a new set of clothes for the Chinese New Year. If you don’t have enough money, you can’t go with Dad again.” explain."

Xu Yin did not refuse, and she would work during the winter vacation to earn herself living expenses for the next semester.

Today’s harvest: In addition to the two thousand yuan given by Xu’s father, there is also the thirty-six yuan earned from being a rider.

 Before falling asleep, she put on the facial mask and read a book, but He Shi's handsome face with sharp edges and outstanding bones flashed in her mind.

Suddenly she understood why Qian Mingyue and the others were so excited when they saw him that they wanted to scream like crazy. It was indeed a sight to behold.

 When he came back to his senses, he smiled, "What are you thinking about?" No matter how much I thought about it, it was unlikely that he was Xiaojin’s classmate.

 Let’s focus on studying! Studying well is the way to go!

At this time, the cell phone rang. It was Jiang Zhaoyu.

“He Shi sent me a message saying that you were working as a rider to deliver food? Is it because you don’t have enough pocket money?”

 He just came out of the recording studio, saw the message from He Shi, and immediately called over.

 Xu Yin: “…”

He was stunned for a few seconds and hurriedly explained: "Brother, I'm just helping the store deliver a meal. It's the Chinese New Year soon. I can't call the rider, and I can't cancel the order after I received it. So I'll be busier during the evening rush hour, and I won't be able to finish the delivery." I went back to the store alone. It wasn’t because I was short of money, really!”

 Don't transfer money to her without saying a word, she has a rich balance in her card.

Jiang Zhaoyu frowned: "Since there are no riders to take orders, takeaways should be closed."

“Okay, okay, I’ll tell dad tomorrow.”

Jiang Zhaoyu hung up the phone, sat on the sofa and thought for a while, then got up and went to the creative studio.

“Brother Yu, why don’t you go to bed so late?” Xiao Cen asked.

 I recorded a day today and thought I would finish early tonight.

 “Well, if you’re sleepy, go to sleep first.”

 He wants to write more songs and make more money so that he can spend the money on his sister, lest he runs out of money and becomes a rider.

His brother is so incompetent at his job that he doesn’t even know that Xu’s father and sister are working so hard—one is running a shop, and the other is running around delivering food on the streets in the cold winter. Thinking about it makes him feel uncomfortable.

Xu Yin didn't think so much. As long as Jiang Zhaoyu didn't transfer money to her, everything would be easy. The next day, she forgot to mention the takeout business to Xu’s father.

 It was less than eleven o'clock, and the ding-dong of take-out orders rang out as scheduled.

 Pull out the orders and see that many of them are old customers from yesterday.

Someone commented: [Boss, don’t be in a hurry and send it slowly. Just make up a small snack if it’s overtime! Definitely give it five points! hey-hey! ]

Some people asked for more garlic to be put into the bullfrog, praising that their fried garlic was so delicious that it was even more delicious than the bullfrog.

 Dad Xu can understand adding more garlic, but what does it mean to send snacks overtime?

Xu Yin blinked: "Oh, yesterday, several orders were overdue. I was worried that they would give negative reviews, so I took it upon myself to give them a snack."

“Hey! What do I think? Since the customer likes it, I’ll send one as a gift next time. Anyway, I made the cake and shredded radish cake myself, so they’re not worth much.”

　　　…”

 Dad, you may have misunderstood...

Xu Yin racked her brains and came up with a plan to get the best of both worlds:

"Dad, I see there are several bags of chicken feet and duck feet in the freezer. The freezer needs to be emptied and powered off during the New Year, right? How about taking them all out and making them into lemon chicken feet and boneless duck feet? They can be sold as braised snacks. , if you encounter a timeout, you can also send a letter to express your apology."

While preparing the dishes, Father Xu said: "The idea you mentioned is good, but I can't make lemon chicken feet, and how can I sell the duck feet with the bones removed?"

 “I can, I will do it.”

Xu Yin rolled up her sleeves and did whatever came to her mind.

Lemon chicken feet was particularly popular in a small modern world she once lived in. Adults and children loved to eat it, but they thought it was too expensive to sell in stores, or were worried about the addition of artificial additives such as preservatives. Many housewives made them. Green Book made it himself, and for a while everyone was eating Lemon Chicken Feet, which was more popular than the Snowflake Crispy.

It was at that time that Xu Yin learned how to make it. In addition to the sour, refreshing, delicious and appetizing boneless lemon chicken feet, she also figured out the braised boneless duck feet that are super delicious for rice. So far, there are many finished products in the system warehouse.

 She dug out the recipe and steps she had written down in her notebook at the time, and thawed the chicken feet and duck feet under running water.

 “Hey, Dad, what is this?”

 When I was cleaning out the freezer, I found a package of ingredients at the bottom that I couldn’t tell what they were.

Xu’s father took a careful look at it before remembering: “Oh, it’s duck intestines. The boss gave it to me when we were wholesalers of chicken and duck feet.”

 “Isn’t it expired?”

“That’s not the case. This batch of goods came in after autumn.”

 “Then I took it out and made it.”

“You know how to make duck intestines? This stuff has a strong smell, and it’s hard to eat if you don’t make it clean.”

"Let me try."

 She thought of a snack that had been popular for some time—cold pot skewers.

 In addition to duck intestines, you can also use various vegetables to make it.

  Xu’s father went to the wholesale market early this morning to buy vegetables. She bought a lot of vegetables. She picked some potatoes, mushrooms, kelp knots and lotus roots, and first used these vegetable vegetables with duck intestines to make a pot of cold skewers.

 She prepared the sauce herself, using more than 20 kinds of ingredients, which is fresher and more delicious than the Chuan Chuan sauce sold on the market.

Fortunately, Father Xu is a person who loves to think about new dishes. The seasonings and spices in the store are very complete, including all the spices needed for the sauce.

 Before noon, Xu’s father was cooking. She prepared chicken feet, duck feet, cold pot skewers, marinade packets, and sauces. When Xu’s father took them out of the pot and packed them in boxes, she took the orders and delivered them.

　　It was rare that I didn’t read in the afternoon. I sat at the table and carefully deboned chicken and duck feet, and put bamboo skewers on duck intestines and vegetables.