Bringing my kids to set up stalls, I made thousands of people cry with envy

Chapter 281: Don’t listen, don’t listen, Wang 8 chants sutras

Chapter 281 I don’t want to listen, the turtle is chanting...

Xia Siyu walked into the house and put two buns on the kitchen counter.

"Auntie Wang, heat it up before serving it."

Turning into the study room wearing high heels, I saw the old man slumped on a Huanghuali recliner.

Xia Siyu leaned against the door frame with her arms folded.

"Dad, didn't you ask for steamed buns at noon? The chef made these buns, why did you only eat two bites?"

"It's boring."

The old man was swiping his phone without even raising his eyelids.

"Compared to the buns we had last night, this is far inferior."

After hearing this, Xia Siyu's temples began to throb.

Ever since the old lady passed away, this stubborn old man has become increasingly difficult to serve.

"Well... I also brought some buns back today. You can try them. Maybe they'll suit your taste?"

The old man didn't want to eat the buns his daughter brought back at all.

He just wanted to sneak to the gate of the community again tonight...

So, he just waved his hand and said perfunctorily.

"I've already had dinner. I'm feeling full now. Don't worry about me."

How could Xia Siyu not see the old man's plan?

I definitely can’t let Dad eat those buns that come from unknown sources again.

Her high heels clattered closer.

"Dad, the buns I brought back are really delicious, and the stall is very clean. Please try them first."

The old man remained unmoved.

"I'm really not hungry, you can eat by yourself."

In the end, Xia Siyu had no choice but to use her ultimate move.

"Dad, it's okay if you don't want to eat it, but you are not allowed to sneak out tonight to eat those buns with questionable ingredients."

"I will guard the gate tonight and leave after you fall asleep."

The old man immediately covered his ears and muttered something.

"Don't listen, don't listen, the bastard is chanting sutras."

Xia Siyu: ...

Her face changed and she almost couldn't help rolling her eyes.

When this seventy-year-old kid plays memes, his lethality is simply devastating.

I am a cuckold, and you are...

Of course, she only dared to think about this complaint in her heart.

In desperation, Xia Siyu could only make a promise to the old man.

"Dad, please try it first. If it still doesn't suit your taste, I'll go with you to the gate of the community to buy buns in the evening."

After hearing this, the old man reluctantly agreed.

At this time, the nanny had already heated up the buns.

Under the restaurant chandelier, four steaming white and plump buns were lying on a celadon plate.

The old man's nostrils flared.

Suddenly he was stunned and pushed his reading glasses to the top of his head.

This taste...

Why does it feel exactly the same as what he smelled at the entrance of the community last night?

The old man's expression suddenly became a little subtle.

“Where did you buy this bun?”

"It's on the snack street behind the school. Recently, many students in the school have given high praise to this bun shop, so I wanted to bring it back for you to try."

The old man nodded.

I grabbed one of the buns and started eating.

It was a meat bun. When I bit into the dough, the golden and greasy gravy flowed down through my fingers.

The old man's Adam's apple rolled wildly, mixed with the sound of his dentures clattering.

This is 100% confirmed.

It’s the meat bun I ate at the entrance of the community yesterday. It’s definitely not wrong!

Looking at her father eating like a starving ghost, Xia Siyu took out a wet towel from the table and wiped the oil off his hands.

Then the tips of her high heels tapped the ground triumphantly.

It seems that the bun I chose is really good.

As the old man was eating, she picked up the vegetable buns she bought for herself. She took a bite and her pupils instantly trembled——

Shit! Is this the standard of a roadside stall?

It's beyond imagination.

After finishing the meal in one go, Xia Siyu said with a little excitement.

"This bun is really delicious. No wonder those kids would rather risk gaining ten pounds just to have a bun as a midnight snack."

"Yeah, I think it tastes good too!"

The old man sucked the grease from his fingers and nodded in agreement.

"Now that I have tasted the steamed buns, I decided to find time in the next two days to discuss with the steamed bun stall owner and open a separate stall in the school cafeteria."

"Under the supervision of the school, students can not only taste delicious food, but also the hygiene and other aspects are guaranteed."

The more Xia Siyu thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea.

"Dad, what do you think?"

The old man swallowed the bun in his mouth and suddenly showed a constipated expression.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Girl, I'm afraid this thing is going to fail."

Xia Siyu didn't believe it.

"How could that be? The bun stall has the school's endorsement and a fixed flow of customers. Isn't it better than being exposed to the sun and wind?"

"What if the owner of the bun stall doesn't need money?"

The old man pointed at the buns.

"This is the bun I ate last night. The bun vendor at the snack street behind the school is most likely the owner of our community."

When Xia Siyu heard this, she was stunned, her eyes widened, and she felt unbelievable.

"Dad, you're not mistaken, are you? This is too coincidental."

The old man also thought that this matter was a bit too coincidental.

But the fact is, this familiar taste is definitely not wrong.

"Even if you don't trust anything else, you have to trust my tongue. I will never make a mistake when it comes to such delicious buns."

makes sense.

The buns were so delicious that Xia Siyu felt that even she wouldn’t make a mistake.

She was stunned for a long time before digesting the news.

I would never have thought that the owner of the steamed bun stall at the back door of the school, which is so popular among students, would actually be the owner of the community.

"This is such a coincidence..."

Xia Siyu muttered to herself, then reacted.

"Since they are the owners of our community, it should be easier to communicate with them. Maybe they would be more willing to go to the school cafeteria."

The old man shook his head.

In fact, at that time in the afternoon, he had nothing to do so he went to the property management and actually got a lot of information about the owner.

"You think too simply. I've learned that the owner doesn't seem to want to be bound by too many restrictions. He just likes to set up a small stall as he pleases."

"Everyone pursues different things. Maybe they just enjoy the comfortable life of setting up a stall. Besides, we don't know what they think. If we talk to them rashly, we might get rejected."

Xia Siyu frowned slightly, feeling somewhat unwilling, but also not wanting to give up easily.

"I still want to give it a try. Even if I'm rejected, there's nothing to lose."

The old man shook his head helplessly.

"Okay, if you want to give it a try, go ahead, but don't get your hopes up too much."

……

In front of the dining car, Su Chen had some free time.

After all, his main customers are relatively fixed.

I looked at the time. It was only half past nine and there was still half an hour before closing.

This period of time is neither long nor short.

It was just right that he could use this opportunity to consider which flavor of buns he wanted to unlock.

Struggled for a moment.

"It's up to you!"

Su Chen immediately consumed 5 points of regret without hesitation and unlocked the rose bean paste bun.

The information about how to make the new flavors of buns hasn’t been fully digested in my mind yet.

at this time.

From afar, voices filled with affection came from far away: "Boss~"

(End of this chapter)

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