Chapter 959: The selfish and vain female supporting role (55)

"Master, why don't you wear a hat and a mask? Your sweat is dripping on the mutton. The chefs at the main store are much more particular than you." A sharp-eyed customer said with disgust, "Don't cut this piece for me. This piece is dripping with sweat, I want that piece."

The team suddenly became commotion: "What? Sweat is dripping on the mutton? How dirty it is!"

“Why do I feel that the mutton in 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 queuing for a long time, do you still want to buy it?”

“I advise you not to buy it. The grilled lamb chops from this restaurant are not delicious at all. They are old and woody, and the seasonings are not well seasoned. It tastes like pepper after you eat it.”

“I bought some lamb leg meat, which is also very old. It’s not as tender as the one in the orchard. The lamb there is really good, the ingredients are spread evenly, and it tastes very fragrant. This one is not good.”

 The customers in front took a bite and shook their heads after buying the mutton. If you eat it once, you will never come back again.

Hearing what they said, most of the team behind them immediately dispersed.

What else should I buy if it doesn’t taste good? The price is not that cheap either.

"Hey, why don't you wait in line?" Wang Cuihua saw from the corner of her eye that the line was much shorter and many people had left, and she hurriedly shouted, "It's your turn soon!"

 “Your mutton doesn’t taste good!”

 “It’s old and burnt! Some parts are even burnt!”

“The meat is old, but the taste is average! It’s far less delicious than the one at the store at the foot of the orchard!”

“Yes, yes! That store has been open for two months, and there are long queues every day. The number of repeat customers is getting more and more every day. Isn’t it just because of the delicious food? You’d better go to that store to buy.”

"I am coming too!"

"Wait for me!"

Half of the team dispersed again, and there were not many people left. I only bought a little bit. I said I had to wait in line for a long time, but I felt unwilling to buy nothing at all. I weighed it for ten yuan to taste it.

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How much mutton is ten yuan?

Looking at the few customers, the large pieces of lamb chops left on the chopping board, and the lamb legs and chops that the chef was roasting and defrosting for roasting, Wang Cuihua's pupils shrank: How could this happen?

 …

Xu Mingfu’s family went to town to open a mutton restaurant, but within three days they couldn’t open it because there was no business.

People who like to eat mutton went to Xu's mutton restaurant to inquire about it, and found out that it was not his branch at all, so no one went to patronize it.

It tastes so bad, but you still have the nerve to sell it so expensively?

Wang Cuihua not only failed to make any money, but also lost a lot of money... The pain caused her to lie at home for several days.

By the time Xu Yin heard about this, more than half a month had passed.

Since all the fruits at home were sold, she has been working in Luheng Ecological Orchard. While improving Luheng’s original organic fertilizer composting method, she led a grafting team to graft fruit trees.

There are more than 10,000 fruit trees on the two hills. All of them need to be grafted before winter. This is a huge amount of work. She never goes home and lives above the building where her father runs a mutton restaurant.

There are two floors upstairs, both of which are three-bedroom apartments. The first floor is for Xu's father and Xu's mother. If it is inconvenient to return to the village during thunder and lightning storms, they stay here for one night; the first floor is used as a dormitory for Xu Yin.

Xu’s mother decorated it for her, added a wardrobe, a desk, curtains, and bought a refrigerator.

 When I come to the mutton restaurant, I chop some stuffing for my daughter, make some dumplings, wontons, steamed buns and the like and freeze them in the refrigerator.

Since she started selling roasted mutton, the stuffing she likes to chop has added mutton stuffing. Add some minced green onions to make it more fragrant, so that her daughter can cook it anytime she wants, and she can make it again after she has finished eating. There are a lot of staff in Luheng Orchard, and there are several dormitory buildings alone. Naturally, there is also a staff canteen, which provides three meals a day. It is quite affordable to swipe the employee card. Xu Yin also got one for her parents because she was too lazy. If you want to cook, go to the canteen.

But Xu's mother always felt that the food in the cafeteria was not as fragrant as her own, and the oil used was not real rapeseed oil or camellia seed oil. It was okay to eat once in a while, but she ate in the cafeteria three times a day and lost her appetite. Isn't that right? Whenever my daughter comes home from a break, she cooks in a variety of ways.

Even if it’s just a simple stew of soybeans and ribs, it’s a fragrant stew made at home.

Xu Yin: Needless to say, she threw a lot of spiritual mist into her well. It was originally a sweet well, but now the water quality is comparable to the clear springs in the mountains. Can soups and stews made with such water quality not be delicious?

But during this period, she was too busy and rarely returned home. Xu's mother simply took a stove to the mutton restaurant and cooked soup for her every day.

　Sometimes I make bone soup, sometimes I make pig trotter soup. If I buy wild river fish, I make fish soup, and every other week I make chicken soup.

 As a result, Xu Yin did not lose weight at all even after returning from busy work. On the contrary, the straps of her underwear felt tighter than before.

 Fortunately, she has a small frame and a lot of flesh. Except for her breasts, there is not much flesh in other parts.

Every time Xu’s mother brings over a full casserole, asking her to share some with her colleagues if she can’t finish it. If you have a good relationship with your colleagues, they will help you if you need anything.

However, Xu’s mother didn’t know that the soup she sent over every time was really not cheap for many people. With a big boss like Zhang Huaijin here, who would dare to covet the second boss’s soup? Unless I don't want to do this anymore.

How many people would be jealous of the treatment offered by Luheng Company?

Although there are orchards everywhere around them, 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 fund, and so do they; civil servants may not have the benefits they have—for example, when there is a good harvest of fruits, they can buy them at employee prices. Although there is a quota, Luheng's ecological fruits may not be available with money outside. They are all supplied first from the capital.

 So with such a good treatment, who is willing to give up for a mouthful of soup? After all, appetite is not as important as work.

Having no choice but to watch their big boss, he would go to the second boss with a stack of canteen snacks to eat and drink at every meal time.

Xu Yin opened the thermos bucket, and a strong fragrance hit her nostrils.

Xu’s mother stewed a chicken today. She stewed the pullets she raised last year with shiitake mushrooms and dried bamboo shoots. The chicken soup was clear and delicious, and the chicken was not too chewy. The dried bamboo shoots and shiitake mushrooms soaked in the soup were also super delicious.

Zhang Huaijin walked in carrying several boxes of packaged canteen stir-fried dishes, and suddenly felt that the food in his hands was not fragrant at all.

“Auntie made chicken soup today?”

 “Well, would you like a bowl?”

 “I definitely want it!”

 He does not feel embarrassed at all, is not active in eating, and has problems with his thinking.

“The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. I asked a friend to send some hairy crabs over. Do you prefer coupons or cash?”

 “Is it an employee benefit?”

Xu Yin asked as she scooped a bowl of soup for him, and she also picked it up and drank it slowly.

 Her mother gave her most of the chicken, but she liked the chicken wings, so she gave him the chicken legs.

 “Shareholder welfare.”

He said, slowly picking up the bowl and taking a sip of chicken soup. It was stewed with free-range chickens that had been raised for a year and a half. It was so fresh!

 (End of this chapter)