Seeing her granddaughter sitting obediently, Aunt Guo felt a little relieved. While ordering, she couldn't help but mutter, "Are your ingredients safe? Is the meat good quality? Don't try to fool me with scraps! I'm a picky eater, I can tell good meat instantly. If it's bad, I'll report you! And have you washed your plates properly? Are there any cockroaches in the kitchen?"
...
At this moment, Sheng Jiu seemed to understand why Aunt Guo hadn't brought her granddaughter when ordering food.
She also knew it wasn't good to nag about these things in front of a child, so after avoiding the child, she simply let herself go.
Despite being questioned, Sheng Jiu wasn't angry. She smiled and replied, "Don't worry, Auntie, it's clean, all good meat. It was only delivered after the company's inspection and approval process. The kitchen is wiped down several times a day, the stove is practically worn out from all the scrubbing."
...
Seeing that Sheng Jiu's attitude was good and her explanation was detailed, Aunt Guo was somewhat satisfied.
She ordered a serving of Yu Xiang Shredded Pork Rice, adding that she didn't want it spicy because the child couldn't eat it.
She then ordered a bowl of millet porridge. Seeing that there was jujube tea, she asked if it had sugar added. Upon hearing that it didn't, she ordered a cup as well.
Sheng Jiu gestured for Ares to pour tea, then turned and went into the kitchen.
Upon seeing that this young woman, Sheng Jiu, was the owner, Aunt Guo's eyes widened in surprise: "This this this...can it really taste good?"
After muttering to herself, she thought to herself that they had come in because the smell was nice.
So, it should taste good, right?
Ares had already poured the jujube tea and handed it to the aunt: "Auntie, do you want me to take it over for you?"
Aunt Guo shook her head and was about to leave when she heard Ares gently remind her, "Our restaurant's jujubes are a specialty product, and they have an excellent sleep-aiding effect. We don't recommend giving them to children."
Aunt Guo really did order it for the child.
Upon hearing Ares's words, Aunt Guo was taken aback: "Huh? Did you put sleeping pills in it?"
Ares was stunned when the aunt said that: "No, no, the food safety inspectors came today and conducted random checks. Everything was fine. Our Little Boss was drinking it too."
After Ares finished speaking, he pointed to the half-empty cup of tea Sheng Jiu had left on the bar.
Aunt Guo, still uneasy, leaned closer to take a look and even smelled it.
Once she confirmed that it tasted like red dates, she was relieved and then ordered a bottle of mineral water for her granddaughter.
The millet porridge had been cooked long ago and kept warm on the stove, so it was served first.
Aunt Guo smelled the sweet aroma of the millet and nodded slightly: "This millet is good, it has a nice millet flavor."
Her granddaughter, Little Fu, saw that it was millet porridge and couldn't help but pout: "I don't like it!"
To help nourish the child's spleen and stomach, her daughter in law often prepares millet and yam porridge for the child.
She tried everything, expensive, cheap, takeout, homemade, she'd tried them all.
After a while, the child stopped liking it.
Aunt Guo naturally knew that the porridge was ordered for herself.
However, she didn't say it directly, because kids' interests are fleeting.
What if they find the food delicious and want to try some? If she says it now, wouldn't she be putting the child in a difficult position?
Before drinking the porridge, Aunt Guo meticulously checked the bowl, the porridge, and even the small tray placed under the bowl to prevent burns.
They were all clean.
Only then did Aunt Guo feel reassured enough to take her first spoonful.
Sweet and soft millet, fragrant and tender yam—they seem separate, yet intertwined as they move forward.
Hand in hand, carrying the fresh scent of nature, they rush towards the lips and teeth, reaching the depths of the senses.
For a moment, Aunt Guo felt as if she had returned to her childhood.
Back in those years, when life was tough, but the rice was still sweet and the vegetables had a pleasant aroma.
Back then, she was young and naive, oblivious to the life she was living. Looking back now…
Damn it!
How are vegetables grown these days?
How do they manage to make all the vegetables taste bland?
Aunt Guo was mentally complaining when the Yu Xiang Shredded Pork Rice arrived.
The sweet and sour aroma swirled around, overwhelming everything in its path, giving no one a chance to escape.
Aunt Guo thought: This smells amazing!
Little Fu couldn't wait any longer: "Grandma, Grandma, I want to eat, I want to eat!"
Aunt Guo didn't even have time to eat herself, she was busy taking apart spoons and chopsticks for her granddaughter.
Little Fu couldn't wait any longer: "Grandma, Grandma, I can do it myself, I can!"
At five or six years old, a child can already do many things on her own.
However, Aunt Guo, who had raised her own granddaughter, couldn't bear to see her suffer.
She practically wanted to feed her every bite of food, making things as easy for the child as possible.
Now, seeing her granddaughter willingly use a spoon to eat by herself, Aunt Guo couldn't help but praise, "Our Little Fu has grown up, such a good child."
Sun Xiao Xiao had just finished eating and was slowly savoring her jujube tea.
Before, she had thought the tea was expensive and simple, not worth the price.
Now, all she could say was: It smells so good!
Its fresh and delicate flavor has a hint of jujube aroma that slowly lingers in the mouth, making it irresistible to savor for a long time after just one sip.
Sun Xiao Xiao was even reluctant to finish the entire drink at once, and drinking water right after a meal would dilute stomach acid and affect digestion.
So, she took a few sips and then poured the rest into her own cup.
Lin Qi watched from the side, unable to resist her envy: "That's a good habit of yours! I'll bring my own cup next time."
Her stomach wasn't good, and she couldn't drink much water after meals, but the jujube tea was so delicious that she kept drinking it uncontrollably!
Wen Nuan, sitting beside her, sipped her tea and nodded in agreement.
Hearing Lin Qi say this, Sun Xiao Xiao proudly raised her head. Hearing the commotion at Aunt Guo's table, Sun Xiao Xiao couldn't help but feel envious.
Lin Qi noticed but didn't ask any further questions.
Everyone has their share of unpleasant things they'd rather not talk about.
They still had work to do in the night, and the three of them had to go back.
It was only then that they belatedly realized what they had forgotten.
Bringing dinner for their colleagues!
Ahhh!
Thank goodness, there aren't many customers around right now, there should still be some left, right?
There wasn't much Yu Xiang Shredded Pork Rice left, so the two of them made up for it with Egg And Ham Rice.
Sheng Jiu quickly stir-fried it and packed it into a take out container.
The three of them happily took the food and prepared to leave.
At this point, only three bowls of millet porridge and two servings of Egg And Ham Rice were left in the restaurant.
The quantity was small today.
It was dinner time, and the aroma of Yu Xiang Shredded Pork was irresistible, wafting far and wide.
Someone came following the scent, only to find it was sold out?
Huh?
So expensive, and it's gone?
What to do?
They still have Egg And Ham Rice, how about…
Try it?
Some were willing to make do, while others chose to come back tomorrow.
And then, the two servings of Egg And Ham Rice were gone.
Li Cheng Xiang finished his own work and rushed over, calling out as he entered, "Little Boss, do you still have any Yu Xiang Shredded Pork Rice?"