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

Chapter 316 I’m so sad…what…what’s that smell?
At this moment, in the small office.

There wasn't a trace of coldness coming from the funeral home, only warmth filling the room.

Everyone's persuasion made Lao Zhou make up his mind.

Fuck the school district house, I’m going to be extravagant today!
As he was thinking, the steamed bun in Lao Zhou's hand suddenly fell to the ground, raising a layer of dust.

"You're right, we should eat and drink, so we won't regret it in the future. Let's go buy noodles together!"

"Hahaha, that's right!"

Lao Wang put his arm around Lao Zhou's shoulder and patted him, "I'll give you an extra tea egg at the steamed bun stall later. It's my treat!"

A group of men rushed to the cafeteria.

Su Chen was so busy that he had no time to rest.

The big iron spoon was flying in the soup pot, and the aroma seemed to have legs and drill into people's noses.

"Fuck!"

When Lao Zhou entered the door, he was shocked by the long queue.

Is this a cafeteria or a Michelin restaurant? You know, this is a funeral home. When have you ever queued up here?

Wait until it's their turn.

The moment the noodles were served, Lao Zhou's hands were shaking as he held the bowl.

In a large bowl, there are rice noodles that are as white as jade, soft and smooth, topped with a clear and delicious pork bone soup base that has been simmered for several hours, and topped with the fragrant and rich臊子.

It smells so good when I take a sniff!
Several people ate voraciously, their mouths full of oil.

On the way back, I met two young men who were moving a body.

"Hey, have you two tried the noodles made by the new chef Su in the cafeteria?" Old Zhou was completely conquered and started to recommend the minced meat noodles with a smug look on his face.

The young people shook their heads.

"Then you're at a big loss! I tell you, that smell is even better than your relationship!"

???

The two young men looked at each other.

"Then we'll go after we finish moving this one?"

"Hurry up!" Lao Wang couldn't help but interrupt, "If you're late, you won't even get any soup!"

The two men looked at the body on the cart and swallowed.

"Okay, we'll send it to the furnace right away!"

……

after an hour.

Although there are many customers eating臊子粉, family members are only a part of the customers during the period from 6 to 8 in the morning at the funeral home.

The situation of Master Kong at the stall next door was even worse. He only opened the fire a few times throughout the morning.

However, after working here for several years, Master Kong knows that the situation is completely different.

Because many of the people who come to Su Chen to eat rice noodles are repeat customers.

Basically, as long as someone eats it, they will bring another group of people.

This was the first time he had seen such a skill.

As it is almost time to get off work and have a break from 8 to 12 o'clock, Master Kong usually doesn't want to stay here any longer.

Anyway, I live nearby, so I can just come half an hour early.

He asked Su Chen to help him blanch the rice noodles, intending to take them back to eat.

There was some rice noodles left, so Su Chen simply boiled a big bowl of them.

When Master Kong got home with the minced meat noodles and was about to start eating, he saw his wife come out of the master bedroom and yawn.

"Wife, have you had breakfast? If not, I brought back a lot of rice noodles. I don't think one person can finish them all. You can just make do with some."

Master Kong greeted him.

"Eh? Lao Kong! Didn't Xiao Xu, who is in charge of rice noodles in your restaurant, ask for leave to go out and play?"

The woman did remember that her husband had mentioned his lucky colleague, and they had both been envious and jealous of him at the time.

"Oh. Today, a new colleague who makes rice noodles came. His skills are very high."

Master Kong immediately started talking.

"You don't know, many family members just ate bowl after bowl of rice noodles, and the bun stall didn't sell much today."

"Is it as exaggerated as you say? No matter how delicious the rice noodles are, how good can people's appetite be after a funeral? No, I have to taste it carefully."

The woman looked unconvinced, but her curiosity was aroused. She took out some of the rice noodles her husband brought back, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Chef Kong also enjoyed it.

The two of them put the rice noodles into their mouths one after another, and then simultaneously let out a joyful groan from their throats.

This bowl of minced meat noodles was so delicious that the two of them lost all desire to chat and just kept stuffing it into their mouths.

Good times are always short-lived.

Soon, both of their bowls were empty, the rice noodles were eaten up, and only a little soup was left.

"Lao Kong, your colleague is really good. This minced meat noodle is so delicious!"

The woman savored it for a while and couldn't help but say to the man.

"Now I understand why those family members eat so greedily."

Master Kong was a little stunned, and even didn't understand at all.

With this level of skill, do you need to work in a funeral home?

If you don't make a lot of money by setting up a stall or opening a shop, why would you worry about this meager salary?

at the same time.

With a creaky sound, the door of the second bedroom opened.

"dad?"

The daughter-in-law quickly put down her chopsticks.

The old man came out tremblingly, his nose twitching: "Xiangxiang."

"Hey, Dad, why are you out?"

Master Kong quickly supported the old man.

The old man stared at the bowl of soup on the table, his saliva almost dripping onto the ground.

"Dad, this soup is too oily."

Before the woman had finished her words, the old man had already picked up the bowl and started drinking it.

The couple looked at each other.

The old man usually doesn’t even eat his meals properly, what happened today?
"well."

After the old man finished his soup, he smacked his lips and smiled like a child.

Master Kong was moved, "How about taking an extra portion for lunch?"

"Bring it! You must bring it! Didn't you see that our dad was enjoying the meal?"

The man nodded, and looking at the old man's satisfied expression, he suddenly felt a little sad.

He hasn't been this happy for a long time since he was diagnosed with Alzheimer's.

"By the way, Lao Kong,"

The wife suddenly lowered her voice and said, "What if Xiao Xu doesn't come back?"

Master Kong's eyes lit up:
"That would be great! I hope Xiao Xu can continue to win prizes, and it would be best if he can play outside for a month!

The canteen manager would definitely not tolerate such a thing and would definitely let Xiao Xu resign so that Su Chen could be converted to a regular employee.

He can eat rice noodles every day!"

The couple smiled at each other, having the same idea in mind.

The old man was still smacking his lips, savoring the taste, "More to drink."

"Okay, okay, I must bring it to you!"

Watching the old man return to the house contentedly, Master Kong suddenly felt that this new Master Su might be sent by God to save their family!
……

When the two young men who had just moved the body were slurping noodles crazily, the fragrance carried with the wind and spread throughout the funeral home.

He Jie looked at the crying family members with a numb expression.

After the final ceremony is completed, the body will be pushed into the crematorium for burning.

The family members cried even louder.

At this moment, a faint smell of meat instantly spread throughout the hall.

The smell was so overbearing that it instantly penetrated everyone's nose and made everyone's brain stop for a moment.

All sad and desolate emotions are blocked!
Woo woo woo…I don’t have a grandpa anymore, I’m so sad…what…what’s that smell?
The family member's expression was a little strange, with tears still on his cheeks, but his emotions were suddenly interrupted, as if someone had pressed the pause button and he could no longer cry.

(End of this chapter)