Chapter Forty-Nine
When Old Man Mo heard this, he was happy:
"This pig's trotter is still a god? Could it be that you deliberately said this to make my bad old man happy? ”
Yu Weiwei hurriedly waved her hands to deny it:
"Grandpa, how dare I deceive you? I didn't choose this name, it's a recognition of the taste of pig's trotters! ”
Seeing Old Man Mo's eyes getting brighter and brighter, Yu Weiwei continued:
"Grandpa, do you know? Now, in our barbecue stand, there are many items, although I dare not say that it sells the best, but I can guarantee that it must be the most widely used! ”
Old Man Mo looked at the people dining next to him and found that it was really like what Yu Yatou said:
They have a plate or two of roasted pig's trotters on each table.
Now, the old man is a little incredible:
"Hehe, I thought this pig's trotters were only liked by those old customers!"
At this time, Ye Jingshu, who had been busy for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief and had to go to Old Man Mo's side.
"Master, let me tell you, our pig's trotters are selling well! From the elderly to the children, all of them are die-hard fans of roasted pig's trotters! ”
After a pause, Ye Jingshu looked at the interested Old Man Mo and continued to explain:
"In fact, Mo Ji Pig's Trotters has already accumulated a large number of diners when you were in business. Although they have now entered middle and old age, they can't forget that feeling in their hearts. ”
"And the younger children, their tastes are heavier, and they like to eat something more chewy, so the spicy roast pig's trotters can also open up the market among young diners."
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The popularity of "Mo Ye" is happy to be seen by most barbecue masters in Gulou District. But there is one exception: the head of the "Lao Wang Barbecue" next door - Master Wang.
Lao Wang thought that the nursery he looked for last time could clean up Ye Jingshu's arrogance. Unexpectedly, only two weeks later, "Mo Ye" actually reappeared in the rivers and lakes.
Originally, Ye Jingshu's arrival greatly reduced his usual business, but finally Ye Jingshu quit, and his business finally picked up. But now he is forced into a desperate situation.
Recalling that two weeks ago, he used a little trick and asked the woman to take her sick child to Ye Jingshu to settle the account, and lied that she had gastroenteritis after eating the barbecue of "Mo Ye".
I don't want to, Ye Jingshu doesn't look very old, and she has a lot of eyes. sent the woman and the child away in a few clicks, and almost exposed him.
Not only did he not calculate it, but he lost thirty yuan in vain in order to hire that stupid woman. It's really TM's bad luck for eighteen lifetimes!
However, his old Wang is known as "a green dragon in the barbecue world", and in his early years, he was also a person who had mixed with the underworld, and he had been fighting for so many years, killing people, robbing people, and squatting in prison.
His old king had eaten more salt than the little girl had eaten.
"Hehe, as long as you dare to come out, I have a way to clean you up!"
In the corner, Lao Wang, who had a cold business, took a cup of old white dry and smiled gloomily.
The day's business was finally over, Ye Jingshu reached out and rubbed her already sore shoulders, and beckoned a few people to come over to take inventory.
Not surprisingly, everything is sold out again today. Looking at the mountains of renminbi in the box with different denominations, everyone felt a deep joy in their hearts.
After a day's labor, Yu Weiwei was already tired and couldn't straighten her waist, but the smile on her face couldn't hide anything:
"Today's stuff is sold out again! But looking at these tickets, I am very relieved! No matter how tired it is, it's worth it! ”
When Li Hao heard this, he also nodded approvingly and sighed
"Yes, but thanks to Jingshu, the tuition and living expenses for the next semester have been settled!"
Seeing Ye Cheng, who began to "discharge" towards Ye Jingshu, the warmth in his eyes couldn't be dissolved, and Yu Weiwei, a single dog in the womb, said that she had been hit by 10,000 points.
"Oops! I can't stand it, Ye Cheng! Can you not stare at my little Shushu so naked? I got goosebumps all over my body! ”
When Ye Cheng heard this, he calmly spit out two words:
"Take account!"
After this period of getting along, Yu Weiwei has completely understood a truth: Ye Cheng except for Ye Jingshu, everyone else has an ice cube face.
However, this also made her good best friend doubt Ye Jingshu's vision more than once:
Talented and good-looking, the things made are so delicious that people can't wait to swallow their tongues, and the soft cute cutie will fall in love with such a tasteless wood......
Just as everyone was laughing and joking, Ye Jingshu found a loophole in the account:
Every time Ye Cheng is stocked, the pig's trotters are rationed fifty per day. Grilled food, each roast pig's trotters are sold for four yuan.
If all of them are sold, the turnover of this piece should be two hundred yuan.
But after Ye Jingshu carefully compared the bills, she found that only forty-nine pig's trotters were sold on the bright side. And the total turnover is also four dollars less than estimated.
Opening the lo-mei bucket, Ye Jingshu carefully rummaged through it, but she was disappointed: it was empty, and there was nothing left.
But why is there a pig's trotter missing? This made Ye Jingshu fall into deep doubts.
I discussed it with everyone for a long time, but I didn't come up with any results. Ye Cheng patted the little woman's shoulder and said lightly with relief:
"Don't think about it, maybe it's just an accident, don't pay too much attention to it."
Ye Jingshu listened, nodded, and reached out to hold Ye Cheng's thick palm.
I thought it was just a small episode, and everyone didn't pay much attention to it.
Unexpectedly, in the next few days, "Mo Ye" would often find that the pig's trotters were less when taking inventory.
At this time, the four finally came to their senses:
It wasn't an accident at all, but someone deliberately stole the pig's trotters.
But who stole it? This made Ye Jingshu puzzled.
Usually, when guests come to order pig's trotters, Yu Weiwei is responsible for bookkeeping. Although Weiwei usually has a rough temperament, she is never sloppy when it comes to bookkeeping.
And those diners are also heartily paying the bill first and then eating every time.
Occasionally, once or twice when they didn't bring enough money, they would also give Ye Jingshu an IOU first, and they would pay it back the next day.
Ye Jingshu guessed again, did she ever offend someone?
The loss of pig's trotters these days always reminded her of what happened the night she met Ye Cheng.
The woman with the child, Ye Jingshu had never seen her at all, but she came over to touch the porcelain. From this, it can be inferred that this woman should have been instructed by someone else.
So who is this person behind it?
What is the connection between the theft of pig's trotters and the last porcelain incident? Is the person behind it the same?
Ye Jingshu carefully recalled the people she had offended since she was a child:
Liu Mengru and the Pu brothers were excluded in the first place.
Although these three people are hateful, they can be rationally analyzed, and there is no possibility that the three of them will commit a crime:
First, Liu Mengru's home is not in the city, and it is summer vacation, so it is impossible for her to appear here.
Second, Pu Dafu just met a few days ago, and he said it so seriously at the time, and his self-esteem was so strong, it should not appear again.
And Pu Dagui is still squatting in prison, so it is even more impossible to come out to block her.
Recalling that since she entered the industry, the masters in Gulou District have also taken good care of her, even Master Wang, who was slightly dissatisfied with herself, spent money to buy pig's trotters a few days ago and patronized her business.
At this time, Ye Jingshu was completely worried.
Who stole the pig's trotters? You can't let things get lost day by day!
In the past few days, the little hair ball has been wilting, and Ye Cheng knows that Ye Jingshu is worried about losing things.
It seems that this matter has reached the point where it has to be resolved.
So, after careful consideration, Ye Cheng volunteered to work with Ye Jingshu to discuss a plan to "lure the snake out of the hole".
On this day, before the start of business, Ye Jingshu posted such a notice on the bulletin board:
Dear new and old customers, in order to thank you for your long-term support to this stall, "Moye" pig's trotters are now adding "barbecue night market". Opening hours are as follows:
Evening: 18:00-22:00
Night skiing: 23:00-24:00
Welcome to cheer!
The sharp-eyed man found that the period from ten o'clock in the evening to eleven o'clock was the gap period of "Mo Ye", so he excitedly stepped forward and asked:
"Boss, it's not open at ten o'clock, can we come over and continue to line up?"
I saw Ye Jingshu reply with a smile:
"Uncle, it's not open during this time, you don't have to queue up, anyway, there is a night club, as long as you come over, I will bake it for you!" Our stall is here, and we won't move it. ”
The uncle got the answer he wanted and left satisfied.
Ye Jingshu specially told everyone that from 9 to 10 o'clock in the evening is the rest time of "Mo Ye", everyone does not need to line up, and the stalls are placed in place.
Everyone is very satisfied with this, after all, if you come to eat at night, you can eat enough at one time, and you don't have to queue like during the peak period. As a result, this time adjustment has once again been vigorously sought after by new and old customers.
The four people who had already planned looked at each other and tacitly agreed.
On this day, at ten o'clock in the evening, Ye Jingshu really ended the first business. After thanking the customers, he rubbed his aching waist, leaned back in his chair and said, "I fell asleep."
And Ye Cheng and the other three also found different excuses, left the stall, and "rested and adjusted".
Other barbecue stalls near "Moye" have also closed their stalls due to the slump in business.
On the bustling streets, people gradually dispersed. Under the neon lights, only a few sanitation workers are left to sweep the "battlefield" around. For a while, everything was silent, and only the cicadas were heard.
At this time, a black figure slowly surfaced on the road. I saw that the "black shadow" stretched out his head to inquire first, and after confirming that it was safe, he walked lightly to the side of the lo-mei barrel of "Mo Ye".