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Jiang Yichen rested for a while, got up and went to the field to collect some green onions and old ginger, packed them with the dried peppers in the storehouse, and then said hello to Old Man Liao, and left the nursery and walked towards Dingxiang Garden on Helin Road:

Ding Xiang Yuan is not open all day at the moment, and basically only opens before lunch and dinner. Regular customers in the neighborhood are already familiar with this rule, and basically there is no such thing as stopping to dine halfway.

At this time, it was already more than two o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the glass store was closed, and the rest sign was revealed.

Through the glass, I saw Su Xiaojia, who was wearing a white sè overalls, sitting in front of the computer in the counter attentively, facing the LCD screen, and tapping the keyboard a few times from time to time.

Dangdang, Jiang Yichen knocked on the glass door gently.

Su Xiaojia was alarmed, looked up to this side, quickly stood up, and trotted over to open the door bolt.

The door was pushed open, and she smiled sweetly.

"Xiaojia, this is you, what about the eldest mother?" Jiang Yichen walked in and asked.

Su Xiaojia pointed upstairs, then put her palms together and put them on the side of her face, tilting her head at the same time, making a "sleep" gesture.

Jiang Yichen understood, it turned out that Aunt Wu was taking a nap on it. So I slowed down, walked slowly inside, and put the bag of spices in my hand on the side of the counter.

Su Xiaojia came to the water dispenser next to the counter and took out a glass to fetch water for him.

"Thank you." Jiang Yichen took the cup and thanked him with a smile. Then, as she walked inside the counter, she took out the plastic bag containing the shells from the space.

"Oh, Xiaojia, this is for you, see if you like it or not?" As he spoke, he handed the plastic bag to the girl.

Su Xiaojia turned her head when she heard this, and when she saw the shell bag, her two big eyes suddenly flashed with joy.

She took the bag, took out the contents one by one, and placed them on the counter.

Soon, the countertops were all over the place, and a large area was spread out.

Su Xiaojia first made a gesture of thanks, then took a pen and paper and made a note on it, like counting the number and types of shells.

Jiang Yichen took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw rows and rows of beautiful fonts listed on the paper.

Flower basket curtain clams, red snails, flat jade snails, spider snails......

It turns out that these shells still have so many names, Xiaojia girl is really professional enough. Jiang Yichen secretly praised.

He raised his eyes and looked at the environment in the store, and the sanitary conditions were maintained well, which was also the usual characteristic of Ding Xiangyuan. Although the restaurant is small, it is also necessary for guests to dine in a clean and comfortable environment. It must not be like some small street restaurants, which are greasy and dirty, and they are uncomfortable to look at.

Looking at it, he made a new discovery, only to see that on the wall of the hall, I don't know when a few special picture frames were hung.

If you take a closer look, it turns out that this painting is not the usual oil paint painting, but is made of various different shells, which is commonly known as shell painting. He has seen this kind of painting before, the river is a coastal tourist city, the shell resources are relatively rich, some tourist goods stores sell this kind of handicrafts, I heard that it is also very popular with tourists.

The store is estimated not to go out to buy.,Then it should be the work of Xiaojia's sister.。

In a wooden picture frame with a deep aquatic plant background, several shells with different faces, textures, and sizes are skillfully combined to produce a variety of different charms, making people feel calm and comfortable.

Another one

In the background of the deep night sky, with a sleeping valley below, and a starfish and a few snails hanging in the sky where the moon and stars should have been, it seems a little absurd on the surface, but the picture is very coordinated, and there is a sense of melody that makes people think about it.

It is said that art is a kind of talent, and some people have not undergone professional learning, but they are born with excellent and unique aesthetics, and the things they make are comfortable and pleasing to the eye. Sister Xiaojia obviously belongs to this category. Jiang Yichen felt quite a lot in his heart.

Su Xiaojia finished registering the new shells, and when she looked up, she found Brother Chenzi holding a water cup in his hand, standing by the wall looking at the shells and drawing them. She was a little nervous, these shell paintings were all made by her recently, and she referred to some information on the Internet, and she didn't know if they were good or not.

Although nǎinǎi and Sister Fenglan both said that they were good-looking, she understood that whatever she did, they would not belittle her.

She walked up to Jiang Yichen, waited for him to come back to his senses, and then gestured to ask him.

"Xiaojia, these paintings are very creative, eclectic, and full of charm. Looks like you're a talented artist. Oh, it's true, not to comfort you. Jiang Yichen commented in a frank tone.

Su Xiaojia heard the compliment, her face flushed, she couldn't help lowering her head, and her hands were crossed together.

At this time, Zhang Fenglan, who heard the movement, walked over from the passage, saw Jiang Yichen, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

Jiang Yichen put aside the shell matter, and after saying hello to her, he came to the counter and divided the seasoning he brought into two parts, one of which was for Zhang Fenglan to receive the registration.

Zhang Fenglan carried the spice bag and accompanied Jiang Yichen to the backyard.

"Boss Jiang, the seasoning has been very tight recently, can you provide more?" Zhang Fenglan first accompanied Jiang Yichen to inspect the mille-feuille cake-making room, and then made a request.

"What, those two dealers are putting pressure on you again?" Jiang Yichen thought about it for a while, and then understood.

"yes, my ears are almost calloused." Zhang Fenglan frowned and explained the reason.

The current total production of mille-feuille is 200 sheets per day. Fifty of them were sold at noon at the gate of Dingxiangyuan, and the rest were wholesaled to Boss Hu and Boss Sun on Hongguang Street with seventy-five each, that is, 300 copies.

According to the feedback from the two bosses, mille-feuille is now extremely popular and has more and more customers, and this little bit of goods is simply not enough to sell every day. And it only provides breakfast, and the business opportunity of Chinese food is even more in vain.

Since these, the two bosses have repeatedly asked her to increase the wholesale volume. Originally, the noodle making machine in the cāo workshop was already fully equipped, and if it was fully operational, it would be far more than the current output, but it was limited to the lack of supply of spices, and it was also impossible to do so.

There's also a hiccup in between. On Boss Hu's side, his nephew Qiangzi has always pedaled a tricycle every day to buy goods, and the young man has a thick skin and a sharp mouth, and he is very familiar with Xiao Gu in the store.

One morning, Qiangzi came a little earlier than Boss Sun's man, so under the soft grinding and hard bubbles, Xiao Gu on duty relented for a while and gave him fifteen more mille-feuille cakes. It is conceivable that when the latter arrived, there were only sixty left, and Boss Sun's man didn't dare to shout here, so he held back his anger and went back to sue Sù's wife, which provoked Boss Sun's female power and ran to Boss Hu's door to quarrel.

Of course, Zhang Fenglan later severely criticized Xiao Gu's ziyou casual style, and ordered her to write an inspection.