MTL - Reborn As a Top Student In the 1990s-Chapter 42 Auntie's ambition

Chapter 42 Auntie’s Ambition

Chapter 43 Auntie’s Ambition

On the fourth day, "Youth Restaurant" opened its doors again, but this time they put up a brand new big sign at the door that read "New Products, Today's Special Offer".

Coupled with the publicity promoted by Fang Qing and Wen Ling in the class, after class at noon, many students came here to try this mysterious new product.

As soon as the braised noodles were launched, they were immediately loved by students. The chewy noodles are mixed with the aroma of beans and meat, and are topped with chili and garlic sauce. The taste instantly captured the stomachs of a large number of students. Students paid for dinner reservations one after another. The excitement was restored again.

 The surrounding merchants gritted their teeth in disgust when they saw this, but it was their own ability to launch new products to attract customers, so they could only stare.

Several store owners put it together. Since this new product is good, they will continue to imitate it. I will imitate whatever you do.

Soon, the surrounding stores also launched new braised noodles. Although it still took away some customers, after all, Fangjia’s braised noodles tasted good and the performance was still good.

But my eldest aunt couldn't bear the disgusting looks of the people around her, and she lost the motivation to work. Within a few days, my eldest aunt asked for leave and went back to her hometown to farm.

As soon as her aunt left, Fang's mother was the only one left in the store. Fang Qing saw her mother banging her shoulders tiredly after class. She felt very distressed and simply changed the business hours. She only sold for five hours a day, from noon to five p.m. Mother allows for more rest time.

Seeing that she was about to change the time, Fang's mother immediately stopped her, "Qingqing, our store's business is just a little busy, why did you suddenly shorten the business hours? Isn't this trying to undermine yourself!"

Fang Qing remembered a professional term he had read in a book called hunger marketing. He told her mother about the principle and then reassured her that it would be best to prepare more braised noodles tomorrow.

Although Fang’s mother didn’t believe it, she still prepared fifty more boxes. As soon as the door opened at noon, the students who were queuing outside immediately rushed in, each buying two or three boxes. After the students were gone, there were only a dozen boxes left in the store.

Fang's mother was tired and excited, "This is really weird. How come more people buy when they are still hungry? Oh, I don't understand. It turns out they are all hungry..."

Stewed noodles made Qingchun Restaurant famous. No matter how the surrounding shops tried to attract people, more and more people lined up outside Qingchun Restaurant.

The eldest aunt got off work that day. After buying vegetables from the vegetable market, she happened to pass by the street of No. 1 Middle School. She saw a long queue in front of a restaurant in the distance. Out of curiosity, the eldest aunt Wang Huizheng stopped the car and stood there too. I got to the back of the queue and asked people around me while queuing.

“Hey, sister, what are you selling? Why are there so many people queuing up?”

The eldest sister pointed inside with an aluminum basin, "This restaurant is newly opened. Her braised noodles and rice bowls are pretty good, but there is only one boss, so they only serve them for a limited time every day. If you come late, they will be gone! You’re here today, but you won’t be able to buy it until the students get out of class!”

 The eldest aunt lost interest as soon as she heard what kind of rice and braised noodles it was. She might be interested in other things, but when it comes to making noodles, she only obeys the skills of her second younger brother and sister. Although the two of them are at odds with each other, the second brother and sister are really good at cooking.

Wang Huizheng found it boring and was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly saw a group of students running from a distance, led by his niece Fang Qing.

Wang Huizheng curled his lips, this girl really spends money lavishly. Their family is so poor that they are starving, but she is still willing to go out to a restaurant! What a loser.

 But as Wang Huizheng watched, Fang Qing skillfully pulled the side door and got in. Then, while changing into clean gloves, apron and hat, he greeted the people in line to take their orders and cook noodles.

Wang Huizheng felt a little more comfortable now. This was the right thing to do. She studied hard and worked hard to support her family. It seemed that this girl had made some progress.

Just when she was condescendingly envisioning the miserable life of her second wife in the future, Fang's mother actually walked out and said, "Qingqing, the vinegar is gone. Go buy two bottles and bring them back."

Wang Huizheng was confused for a moment. He ran over in three steps and pushed his way through the queue of people, "Liu Chunxia! It's you?"

But before she could step in, several people lining up at the door pushed her out hard, "Go to the back of the queue! Who are you? You look like a dog, why did you jump in the queue?"

Wang Huizheng was pointed at by the people around her. She was stunned for a while and then realized that it turned out that it was true that the second family said they wanted to open a restaurant, and they actually opened it! Business is still so good!

How can this be done? Didn’t it mean that their family has already carried a lot of picks? How do you still have money to open a restaurant?

 They must have hidden the money!

Wang Huizheng gritted her teeth and looked at the popular shop, her face becoming more and more distorted with jealousy.

 Want to make money and live a good life without us? Humph, no way! Just wait for me!

Wang Huizheng grabbed the bag on the ground, rode back home quickly, and told Mrs. Fang everything he had seen today.

"Mom, you haven't seen the people queuing up to the central square! Their business must be so good that they must have made a lot of money! Mom, although they are separated, you are also their mother. This store How can we let their family take it all to themselves? How can we get some of your share..."

Old Mrs. Fang was lying on the rocking chair with her eyes closed, listening to her eldest daughter-in-law's complaint, but she didn't take it to heart at all.

"Hui Zheng, this guy, you should always look at yourself, look for problems within yourself, and don't always focus on other people's one-third of an acre of land! It's their freedom to do what they do, and I, a bad old lady, can't control that. "More, you should stop worrying about this!"

Wang Huizheng didn't expect the old lady to say this, and his eyes immediately turned to grievance, "Mom, am I doing this for myself? I'm not doing this all for your sake! The second son's family bought a house without saying a word, listen. The third child said that the house and the land are very beautiful. How much will it cost? Not counting that, now they have built a hotel. How can they do so much with the money they borrowed?

 I don’t believe it anyway! He must have been secretly saving money before, just waiting for the family to break up and get rid of you, so that he can be a popular and popular person! "

Seeing that the old lady seemed to be touched, she immediately got excited and said, "Mom, think about it, you only need them thirty yuan a month. Now that they are the big boss, isn't thirty yuan too little? No matter what, you have to pay them every month." I'll give you one hundred a month..."

one hundred?

The old lady finally opened her eyes. She stopped turning her prayer beads in the middle of the week. She slowly sat up and stretched out her hand to the eldest daughter-in-law. "What you said makes sense. However, the second brother's monthly salary is only a few dozen yuan." , suddenly increased to one hundred, is this...appropriate? "

“It’s appropriate, why isn’t it appropriate! You are their mother, and it is their duty to honor their parents! Let alone one hundred per month, they can still afford two hundred per month!”

The old lady stood up, looked out the window and said nothing for a long time, and finally sighed.

 “Just listen to you!”

 (End of this chapter)