Shanzi and the others didn't eat well on the train, they came to look for Xiang Chen as soon as they got off the train in the morning, they didn't eat breakfast, they were already hungry by now.
? After eating the set meal, those with smaller appetites, such as Chen Ruohan, are seven or eight percent full, and young boys like Shanzi, are only five or six percent full. But Xiang Chen didn't eat, and they were too embarrassed to take anything else.
Xiang Chen had no choice but to do it himself, divided the glutinous rice into their respective plates, and divided the other things among them.
There are two types of glutinous rice: salty and sweet. The sweet one is added with ingredients such as red beans and barley, and the salty one is fried with fried sauce foam, diced mushrooms and lotus roots, and then steamed with glutinous rice. These ingredients are not fixed, and many people make their own at home, and they also have their own unique recipes.
Both are delicious, Xiang Chen thought that other meals were salty, so he served sweet glutinous rice.
There is no glutinous rice in Dahe Village. Everyone likes the taste when they taste it now. One portion is distributed to each person's plate, and there is not much. It is finished in a few bites, and then continue to eat other foods that Xiang Chen shared.
?Smooth stir-fried noodles, xiao long bao with soft skin and tender stuffing, delicious steamed dumplings, everyone couldn't stop eating, just thought every food was delicious.
Chen Ruohan was already full, but her mouth was still lingering on the good taste, and she barely ate the last steamed dumpling, so full that she didn't even want to move. That's it, there are a few zongzi left.
"Here, let's go to school to eat." Xiang Chen went to the waiter and asked for a few paper bags, then packed them separately and waited for others to bring them.
The paper bag was ordered by him from a factory, and the name and logo of their Sunshine Snack Bar were also printed on it. The steamed stuffed buns in their store are very famous, after all, they have been selling food from the very beginning, and the price is not too expensive. Greedy children can come and buy a steamed stuffed bun for a dime or two from their parents, and eat happily for a long time.
Those who go to work and school also like to buy from them in the morning. Sometimes they are packed and taken away, and it is very inconvenient without a container. At this time, plastic bags are not popular, and the pollution is still serious. Xiang Chen simply found a reliable factory to order. Made a batch of paper bags.
Shan Zi and the others were very embarrassed even to eat and take, Xiang Chen said with a smile: "Why are you being polite to me, anyway, I am your teacher, what's wrong with the teacher asking the students to have a meal?"
After speaking, he hurriedly greeted them to get up to make room for others. Just as they were eating, there were more and more people in the store. Just in time for the meal, wave after wave of people squeezed in desperately. The table has long been unable to sit down.
Some customers bought food and had no place to sit, so they simply stood by the table, put their food on the table, and then ate while standing. And there are quite a few people who do this, but in this way, the aisle in the middle looks a bit crowded.
Xiang Chen had no choice but to stand up quickly, make room for them, and put away the dishes as well, and put them in the recycling place aside, and someone would come to clean them when the kitchen was done.
Shanzi and the others all followed Xiang Chen's lead. As soon as they stood up, those seats were immediately taken. There were too many people in the store, Xiang Chen decided to take them out first, he had something to do in the afternoon, so he couldn't stay here to help, and it was useless to squeeze in.
Passing through the crowded crowd, and finally squeezed to the door, Yang Yingying wrote the small ticket so fast that her pen danced away, and she anxiously looked out the door while writing.
"What's wrong?" Xiang Chen asked.
Yang Yingying frowned, her hands kept moving, and she quickly collected the money and issued the invoice: "The tofu nao is almost sold out. I agreed in the morning to have my brother send two barrels here at this time. I don't know where I went."
Before the words fell, a rough boyish voice came from outside: "Let's go, let's go, delivery, sister, I can't get in!"
The teenager is probably in the period of changing his voice, like a duck quacking, which is really not very pleasant.
Xiang Chen pushed aside the people crowding at the door, and then saw Yang Mao who was blocked outside. He rode a small tricycle with a big bucket on his back, which seemed to be the tofu nao sent to them.
"Why did you come from the front and come in through the back door! Are you stupid?" Yang Yingying was also in a hurry, usually her sister sent them, but today Yang Rongrong was resting at home because she was uncomfortable, and something went wrong when she asked him to do something. It happened to be hit by the little boss.
Since opening the tofu shop, the life of Yang Yingying's family has undergone earth-shaking changes. At first, Ms. Yang was desperate. She knew that her daughter had paid her wages in advance with the boss, and that she herself had taken a long vacation, so she would not be able to get her wages.
Fortunately, there was an order from the snack bar, and Mama Yang felt confident. At first, she only dared to make the amount Xiang Chen needed. Counting soy milk and tofu, it was only a little more than what Xiang Chen asked for. Later, the business in the snack bar was very good, and these things sold out very quickly, and there were often additional orders, so Mama Yang let go of her courage and made more.
&nbYang Mao looked at Xiang Chen with bright eyes. Many people told him that he should study hard, but he didn't think it was interesting, and learning those things was useless. But when Xiang Chen said this, he felt that maybe he had learned too little, and if he learned more, he might be as good as Xiang Chen.
Xiang Chen didn't know yet, he had already harvested a little fanboy, and he was taking Sanni to the suburban factory right now.
It is said that it is a suburb, but isn't the capital still developed to the level of later generations? In a few decades, this place should be a fourth ring.
Thinking about the low housing prices at that time, and looking at it now, it is almost the price of cabbage. Xiang Chen even wants to come to real estate. But Xu Hengzhou said that the development of this area will not be too fast for a while. Hoarding land can make money, but it also puts the money on the ground. It is better to use the living money to do something else.
Of course, he had a lot of money, so he just bought a few pieces of land and put them away for his own convenience later.
Listen, whatever, buy, a few pieces of land!
That dirty capitalist style was seriously cast aside by Xiang Chen, but now, standing on the few pieces of land that Xu Hengzhou bought casually, he was very envious.