"Youyou, do you have any other wishes?"
Qin Huai's sudden question without context took An Youyou by surprise. At that mont, she was still overwheld by the disappointnt that the potato and cabbage dumplings were not as delicious as she had imagined, and she was absent-minded even with the potato and cabbage buns. Qin Huai's unexpected question jamd her brain.
"Wish... wishes?" An Youyou didn't understand why Qin Huai suddenly asked such a question; she had many wishes.
She wanted the beautiful dress she had seen on a short video a few days ago, she wanted to go on a beach vacation to fish and sunbathe, she wanted to have a feast at the mall, she wanted to buy the massage chair she had long desired but was priced in the five-digit range, and she also wanted to buy the house she was currently living in at Yunzhong District.
Could she say that?
An Youyou wanted to say, but her rationality told her she couldn't.
An Youyou could only voice a wish that she thought was achievable: "Pack so more potato dumplings today, but without the potato and cabbage filling, is that okay?"
"Of course!" Qin Huai waved his hand, "Any filling is fine, just think about it. Let go to the restroom, and when I co back, I'll make whatever you want!"
Saying this, Qin Huai slipped away and coincidentally bumped into Xu Tuqiang, who walked into the restaurant excitedly.
"Good morning, Master Qin! I have so good news to share with you, I..."
Qin Huai, eager to go to the restroom to check his mory, interrupted Xu Tuqiang and shared another piece of good news with him: "Mr. Xu, there's sticky rice cake this morning."
"Sticky rice cake!" Xu Tuqiang exclaid so joyfully that his voice almost pierced the sky.
"I'm late today, so there are fewer types of snacks, only potato dumplings and sticky rice cakes, and so potato cabbage buns. If you want to eat, you can have Youyou get you two, no need to pay."
"The potato cabbage dumplings... aren't that tasty. I suggest you don't eat them. Eat less sticky rice cake too, since you're older, eating too much glutinous rice isn't good for your stomach. There'll be sticky rice cake every morning, so you don't need to buy too much and stash it away. Just eat fresh daily."
With that, Qin Huai rushed toward the restroom, leaving Xu Tuqiang in place, moved, muttering: "There's sticky rice cake every morning, am I dreaming?"
"Master Zhou indeed calculated correctly; I will really have better luck this year!"
Grandpa Qian glanced at Xu Tuqiang speechlessly and teased, "You still send money to that fortune-teller every year, a fixed five thousand. You must have money to burn. He says you'll have better luck every year, do you have so much luck to change every year?"
Xu Tuqiang angrily replied, "What do you know, Qian? Master Zhou is a true master. I just bought the Lucky Charm this January, and now my luck's changing. Can you say it's not effective?"
Grandpa Qian: ...
Forget it, as long as Xu Tuqiang is happy.
On the other side, Qin Huai flashed into the employee restroom, closed the door, locked it, and turned on the ga system, completing the series of actions swiftly.
It had been a while since Qin Huai checked his mory in Yunzhong Restaurant's employee restroom; he vaguely recalled the last ti was ages ago. Since An Youyou's previous mory was viewed so long ago, Qin Huai hardly rembered the specific details. Before checking the mory, he tried to recall a bit.
An Youyou was begging in Shanghai, acting as the boss, and had rented a blue stone brick house, upgrading to a better life soon.
Hmm, a one-sentence summary of content that took an author several chapters to write.
Qin Huai clicked [An Youyou's dream sequence] and chose yes.
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"Everyone's here, right? Xiao Si, now it's the boss speaking, no rubbing your eyes, no yawning. Listen attentively to what the boss says, be respectful, rember everything the boss says, got it?"
Upon entering An Youyou's dream, Qin Huai saw An Youyou conducting morning training.
It was already winter, though there was no snow outside. The piercing cold wind occasionally gusted. At dawn, An Youyou, dressed in a filthy cotton coat, paced back and forth in the clean yard.
All twelve underlings except Jiang Weiguo were lined up, so wrapped in quilts, others wearing layers of clothes, crowded together at the house door to listen to the boss's speech.
"So right now, besides my and Thirteen's cotton coats, there are only two cotton coats left?" An Youyou asked.
"Yes, boss," Little Ninth answered first.
"Then today will be the sa as before. Little Ninth and Xiao San will go to the mountain to collect firewood, collect as much as possible. Extra firewood can be sold. It's near New Year's, the price of firewood in the city is rising daily. Even if there's no surplus firewood to sell, we can't fall short and waste money buying it, understand?"
"Winter preventing us from begging in the city has already caused a loss for our team. We definitely can't beg for no money and spend extra money."
"Little Ninth and Xiao San, make sure to return from the mountain by dark. If you die on the mountain, we would lose two cotton coats; did you hear ?"
"We heard, boss! We definitely won't die on the mountain. Even if we do, we'll bring the cotton coats back with us before we die!" Little Ninth and Xiao San swore in unison.
An Youyou nodded with satisfaction and shifted her gaze to the youngest, wrapped in a quilt, Xiao Si: "Xiao Si, your task is the sa as before, stay ho to clean and help Aunt Chen with chores. Say so sweet words, it's best if Aunt Chen wraps your lunch for you, saving a al for us, understood?"
"I understand, boss!" Xiao Si replied with determination, standing upright.
"Xiao Yi and Xiao Er, it's your turn to do laundry today, my shirt must be washed with soap, cleanly. Use less of it; I purchased soap for twelve copper coins a piece!"
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