Transmigrated into the fat wife of the future prime minister

Chapter 111 Plan
Xu Qingmeng clearly saw through their thoughts and said it directly: He Shi couldn't learn it, and Xin Ting had to go to the pastry shop with her for a while, so she couldn't take care of the restaurant. That's why she wanted to find someone to teach her.

“Teaching others is teaching too. We know your character and Aunt Li's character after all this time. We trust you two to handle this. We just don't know if Aunt Li has any thoughts about it. Why did she give the filling for the buns to Sister Tang, but not…”

Aunt Li quickly replied, "How could that be? Xiao Tang is very skilled, so of course I'll teach her. I'll just follow along and help out. I'm already incredibly grateful that you even gave me extra pay."

“Yes, we’re not like that, Mengniang, Yunyi, don’t worry,” said Aunt Tang.

Aunt Li then asked, "What should we do at noon?"

"We're not planning to offer the lunch set meals for now. There are only three of you, so you might not be able to handle it all. The morning and afternoon sessions will be enough for you to keep busy," Xu Qingmeng said.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. He exclaimed, "What? You're closing down? That means a significant loss of income! There are always quite a few people at lunchtime!"

“Mother, now that I’m pregnant, my body will definitely get heavier and heavier. Xinting also needs to go to the pastry shop, so she definitely can’t always take care of the restaurant. It’s not realistic for Xinting to run between the two places in the long run. Aunt Tang and Aunt Li need to learn how to make steamed buns and soup, which will also take time.”

"That's true, alright then."

Mrs. He was helpless; what could she do? She couldn't learn it even if she followed the steps, so she had no other options.

Xu Qingmeng didn't pay much attention to the preparation of the filling for a steamed bun or the making of shumai. If she wanted, she could bring out all sorts of other dishes, such as xiaolongbao or guantangbao.

This is why she dares to preach; after all, such a recipe is nothing special in her eyes, and modern breakfasts are incredibly diverse and plentiful.

Of course, she still needs to be given a good talking-to, after all, she's not a philanthropist.

Afterwards, she told Aunt Tang and Aunt Li about the requirements, which were the same as those for the pastries: once they learned how to make them, they had to work in the restaurant for several years; otherwise, they could just turn around and leave.

Both of them patted their chests and assured each other, "No way, we've worked like this for half our lives, and no one else has ever been as good as you."

"That's right, that's right, we'd be willing to do this for the rest of our lives."

Xu Qingmeng simply smiled and didn't say much about it.

She then talked to them about signing the contract. Neither of them could read, so Gu Yunyi wrote out the contract for them and told them to take it home and show it to their families or someone they trusted.

They didn't think Gu Jia would lie to them, since neither of their families were wealthy and there was nothing about them that Gu Jia would be easily fooled.

However, since Xu Qingmeng and Gu Yunyi had both said so, they took the contract with them.

The next morning, the two of them pressed their fingerprints on the contract without prior arrangement. Xu Qingmeng was surprised that it would happen so quickly.

Tang's wife said with a smile, "Neither your Aunt Li's nor I can read, so we took it to Uncle Chen. He read it to us and said there was no problem. He also said that you and Yunyi are both kind people and that the writing is very fair, so we can put our fingerprints on it without worry."

Since the conversation had already reached this point, it would be pretentious to say anything more. Xu Qingmeng nodded and led the two into the kitchen.

Xu Qingmeng taught Tang's sister-in-law how to prepare the filling, while Xinting taught Aunt Li how to make shumai, as well as soups like soy milk and tofu pudding. Tang's sister-in-law didn't pick it up very quickly and was still a bit behind Xinting, but she learned very seriously and showed great focus, so her progress was quite good.

Aunt Li's recipe isn't too difficult; only the shumai (steamed dumplings) require some skill, while the soupy dishes aren't too hard.

After mixing the filling, Xu Qingmeng taught Tang's wife two more techniques for making buns. After all, you can't get fat in one bite, so take it slow.

Aunt Li still needs more practice with her shaomai (steamed dumplings); she's a bit slower than Sister Tang.

The restaurant was almost ready, so the rest was left to Mrs. He, Aunt Tang, and Aunt Li. Xu Qingmeng and Xinting went to Jinxiuxuan to open the door as the sun rose.

Jinxiuxuan quickly gained fame in just a few days, but some people complained about the high prices of its pastries and drinks, while others praised its quality. Regardless of the criticism, the name Jinxiuxuan became known to everyone.

The pastry gift boxes from Jinxiuxuan are quite famous in wealthy circles, with many rich ladies and young women placing orders every day.

Su Xiang Ge was only popular for a few days. After Jin Xiu Xuan opened, the two stores, which were facing each other, naturally formed a stark contrast.

The place is always packed with customers. Now that the weather is getting hotter, the snacks and drinks are selling especially well. The two girls can only rest during mealtimes.

The pastries often sold out and needed to be restocked. As for the birthday cake, Xu Qingmeng taught Xinting to make several different kinds. These similar small cakes instantly won the hearts of children and little girls.

Anyone who came in, especially those from wealthy families, would be willing to take one home with them.

On the other hand, Su Xiang Ge is not without business. After all, the prices are cheap, and some people who are poor but want to show off when they go to the countryside or visit relatives and friends will buy some.

As the daily snacks piled up one after another, yet still couldn't be sold, the shopkeeper's face grew increasingly dark. But he couldn't get angry, so he could only vent his anger on the waiters and the people in the kitchen who made the snacks.

While scolding the waiter for being lazy, he also berated the pastry chef, calling him useless and saying that the food he made was terrible.

The waiter didn't dare to argue, so he could only wipe the shop clean again and again. He couldn't help but complain in his heart. There were only two customers a day. Did he want to be idle? He couldn't be lazy. It wasn't his fault that there were no customers.

The pastry chef in the kitchen, however, didn't tolerate him. His business couldn't compete with the shop across the street, so he had put up with it for the past two days. But the shopkeeper only became more aggressive and started hurling increasingly offensive insults.

The cook got angry, untied his apron, and threw it down: "If you're so capable, do it yourself. I'm not going to serve you anymore."

This chef wasn't a master chef at all; he was just a street vendor making pastries. His skill level was only average. If it weren't for this person offering such a high price, saying that he only needed to make what he knew how to make and didn't need to worry about anything else, it would have been a huge loss.

Will he come? He doesn't want to put up with this.

Although you can't earn as much as working on the street, it still adds up to a considerable amount over a year. If it weren't for the money, who would do it? Working for someone else is nothing compared to being your own boss!

(End of this chapter)