Chapter 276 He Family
With Uncle Ping's instructions, the guys didn't bother them. Lian Zhiyu was also taken aside to play by Uncle Ping.
"What's your name, little baby?" Uncle Ping looked at the white and tender little jade and felt extremely happy.
"My name is Shen Zhiyu." Zhiyu looked at the smiling Uncle Ping with some confusion, but still answered obediently.
He recognized this uncle. This uncle was from A Niang's restaurant.
"Zhiyu...what a name. How old are you, doll?"
"I'm over five years old."
The old man and the young man were asking and answering questions, making Aunt Cui's eyes full of envy.
Her husband died early, and she raised the child to grow up, but she didn't want her son to go astray and hang out with those shady people all day long. Now she hasn't been home for two months in a row.
"Aunt Cui, here are some more bowls and chopsticks, please excuse me." Wang Sheng hurriedly brought a basket of bowls and chopsticks over, put them down and hurried back to the lobby.
After hearing Wang Sheng's words, Aunt Cui came back to her senses and continued scrubbing.
Now she doesn't expect anything extravagantly, as long as she can continue to work well in this restaurant and listen to the young people calling her "Auntie Cui", that will be fine.
The two girls in the room felt sad for a while and then passed away. After accepting the money from Nanzhi, Shen Miaomiao looked around again to make sure no one came in, and then she whispered: "Sister Nanzhi, something happened in Zui Tingxuan. .”
Nanzhi was a little surprised and raised his head blankly.
"What happened yesterday was that the fennel used by Zui Tingxuan was fake. Someone vomited and had diarrhea after eating it."
"Fake?" Nanzhi frowned. How could a restaurant as big as Zuitingxuan use fake spices?
What's more, most of the people who go to Zuitingxuan to eat are famous people in Yancheng. Wouldn't this offend the entire Yancheng people?
"Yes, Wang Jingzhi told me yesterday when I went to the medical clinic." Shen Miaomiao hesitated for a moment and then continued: "He said that the fennel sold in our restaurant is cheap, so we should be careful about someone causing trouble behind our backs. I’m afraid that this matter will be led to us by someone who is interested.”
Ever since word spread on the opening day that Sanweiju was sprinkling Parthian fennel on even the penny dishes, many people in Yancheng came to the restaurant to eat because of this Western spice.
If Zui Tingxuan's fire was drawn to them, they would be in trouble.
This is what places that sell food are afraid of. Sometimes, even if something is not true, it can become true if people tell it about it.
"We shouldn't be able to do it here for the time being. Zuitingxuan is probably being plotted by someone. We still have to be careful and pay more attention to the kitchen and don't let those people get in."
"Okay, but Sister Nanzhi. Our restaurant is a little short of manpower."
Nanzhi was a little surprised. Now there are two chefs in the kitchen, Xu Chou and Lu Daliang, and two workers to help. An Wazi and Lin Xiaoquan are also doing the skewers, and Aunt Cui is also doing the dishes. Where else is there a shortage of people?
"Isn't it enough?"
"Li Jun is gone, and there are only four left: Liu Da, Zhang Yun, Wang Sheng and Aze. It's okay now, but if we open a private room on the second floor next month, I'm afraid it won't be enough."
Nanzhi was silent for a while, then nodded: "That's true."
"Besides, the restaurant business has been good these days, and everyone is a little bit overwhelmed."
Shen Miaomiao was a little hesitant when she said this.
Which family working in Yancheng is not like this?
Hearing her words, Nanzhi looked at Shen Miaomiao in surprise.
"I just feel that everyone seems to be a bit overwhelmed and can't bear it anymore."
The little girl said sarcastically.
Nanzhi sighed, why didn't she meet a boss like Miaomiao who cared about his employees when she was working part-time in school?
Although she felt sad in her heart, she didn't want to really exhaust the guys. Although there was no so-called eight-hour work system here, twelve hours a day was indeed hard work.
"From now on, let's take turns. One person will guard at the beginning of the hour, three people will come back at the end of the hour, and the remaining three quarters of the afternoon will be enough. In the evening, we will guard the beginning, the end of the hour, and the end of the Hai hour."
"Why didn't I think of that before? But the latest one needs half an hour longer. Is that okay?"
"Although there is no curfew, the wind is strong at night, and there are usually few people at night. I just sit and rest when no one is around." Nanzhi said calmly.
"Okay." Shen Miaomiao nodded, and the tension in her heart finally relaxed a little.
Sister Nanzhi is back, and she finally no longer has to worry about it every day.
"Thank you for your hard work these days."
But the little girl smiled and shook her head.
The He family in Yancheng was in a bit of chaos.
The He family made their fortune early, and they were involved in various shops and businesses. In recent years, the status of women in the Xia Kingdom has been higher than before, and the He family has shifted their property here.
Mr. He returned home early in the morning and was annoyed by the news that came one after another.
First, his son went on a hunger strike, and then the goods originally ordered by Rouge Village were returned because they were said to be fake. They may have to pay six thousand taels of silver at a time, and many orders that had been agreed upon were returned.
At this moment, I heard another servant coming to deliver a message.
Mr. He suddenly had a headache, and Mrs. He just hurriedly poured a bowl of tea over.
After taking the tea, Mr. He did not drink it directly. He only said angrily: "What's going on with Zui Tingxuan?"
"Sir, sir, there is something wrong with the newly arrived Parthian fennel. Yesterday, someone ordered some food at Zui Ting Xuan, but within half an hour of eating it, he suffered from vomiting and diarrhea." The messenger said in a trembling voice. She was shaking, and there was even sweat on her forehead.
"What happened yesterday?" Mr. He felt his temples pounding. He suddenly threw the tea cup in his hand and hit the servant's feet.
"Why are you reporting what happened yesterday today!" Master He said through gritted teeth.
Zuitingxuan is the face of his He family in Yancheng!
The servant's body trembled violently, and the hot tea made his palms red, but he could only tremble and beg for mercy.
"Master, I'm a kid, I don't know."
"Useless trash!" The veins on Mr. He's forehead popped out and he was pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.
Mrs. He's face turned pale and she felt vaguely uneasy.
"Madam, I remember that the person in charge of purchasing at Zuitingxuan was your cousin, right?"
Mr. He's eyes were cold, and his serious face was covered with frost.
Mrs. He was already panicking after hearing his words, but she managed to answer: "Master, I don't know about this."
"Don't know?" Mr. He sneered, pointed at her and scolded: "Good! Very good! You don't know!"
After saying that, Mr. He threw away his hands and went to the study. The person who delivered the message was still kneeling on the ground and did not dare to raise his head.
Mrs. He's face was as pale as paper, and her long nails had long been dug into her flesh.
She never thought that her cousin would be so bold.
At first, when he came to her, he only asked for a position. Purchasing was the best position to make money. Even if he profited from it, she would only turn a blind eye, but she didn't want the result today.
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