With a sound of "Hua Hua", the old granny walked back with the packed garbage in one hand and the small broom in the other. Only when she arrived at the Garbage Recycling Station did she throw away the garbage in her hand.
It was only 4: 50 at that time. Some sanitation workers started to go to work. The old granny walked back along with the street lamps and the gradually brightening sky.
After she returned to her own room, she first changed her clothes and cleaned herself before she started to cook the steamed buns.
In the rising steam, the white and plump steamed buns emitted a fragrance.
"I wonder what the little boss is going to sell today. The business is getting better and better." While placing the steamed buns, the old granny said smilingly.
She revealed a very happy expression on her face.
When Yuan Zhou got up at 4: 30, the first thing he did was to pull the curtain open with a sound of "Hua". The ground in front of the front door had been clean again. The people who cleaned the side street were still far away and hadn't come yet.
"There really is someone helping to clean the street. And the speed is quite fast." Yuan Zhou knitted his brows and muttered to himself.
Then, he washed up and prepared to go out for jogging. It was only 6: 00 when he returned to the restaurant. At this time, Yuan Zhou wanted to cook the Assorted Steamed Buns. It was good for his health to eat vegetarian food in the morning.
With Yuan Zhou's speed, it was naturally easy for him to cook 100 steamed buns.
While Yuan Zhou was cooking the steamed buns, the old granny set out from her home with two insulated buckets.
There were steamed buns and freshly cooked soybean milk in the insulated buckets, which appeared to be quite heavy. The old granny rested for a while every 50 meters and then continued to walk.
The old granny walked for almost 50 minutes this time. When she arrived, it was already past 7: 00. There were already people lining up at the entrance of the Yuanzhou shop. There were quite a few of them. Without taking a break, they went up to the shop and started to peddle.
"Steamed buns. Hot steamed buns and soybean milk." The old granny's voice was full of breath.
At this time of day, people usually wouldn't buy the steamed buns to eat unless they were relatively hungry. However, since the customers were ready-made, the old granny wouldn't give up. She walked slowly around the people lining up and sometimes sold one or two cups of soybean milk.
When the time came, the Yuanzhou shop opened on time.
"Good. It's the Assorted Steamed Buns today. I didn't get to eat it last time. Finally, I can taste it this time." Those who entered the restaurant first immediately knew Yuan Zhou's breakfast today. Thus, they happily and proudly told those who were queuing behind them.
Thus, the discussion began.
"I heard that the stuffed buns all have vegetable fillings and the vegetables inside are so tender that water can be squeezed out. It's so delicious." Those who couldn't eat the buns began to talk about various rumors.
"What are you talking about? I was originally hungry, but now I'm even hungrier," the customer said discontentedly.
"I'm helping you increase your appetite. I guarantee you'll eat more deliciously later," the man said shamelessly.
"Forget it. You can't make Boss Yuan sell me one more steamed bun." The customer said speechlessly.
"You're right. It would be great if there were no restrictions. I must eat it." Speaking of this, the man was looking forward to it.
"I don't think so. Boss Yuan is the only one in the restaurant. If he doesn't restrict those people from buying eight to 10, we won't be able to eat it." Following the rules was also beneficial. After a long time, the customers also understood it.
"You're right. Forget it. Let's work hard to earn money and come here every day to eat like that small mustache man. It's like taking this restaurant as the canteen." Looking at Wuhai who had entered the door early, the customer said heroically.
While the customers in the line were talking about the delicacies here, they were quite eager to eat. However, the peddler selling steamed buns didn't have such a good mood.
Every time Yuan Zhou sold steamed buns, those peddlers selling the same thing as him usually didn't have a good business.
Thinking about it, it made sense. What was the taste of the steamed buns cooked by Yuan Zhou? The steamed buns made by those peddlers could only fill one's stomach according to the different grades. Therefore, no one could afford to eat them.
"It seems that the steamed buns can't be sold today." The peddler sighed and prepared to go to other places to sell.
"This boss is really too much. He can't even entertain all the customers. He doesn't even leave a way for small businesses like us to survive." A peddler who was pushing a cart with soybean milk and steamed buns on it said discontentedly.
"How can you say that? Our business is all brought up by that little boss. Our business is much better than before." The old lady was resting at the side. When she heard that, she showed a disapproving expression on her face and said straightforwardly.
"I'm just complaining." The peddler was still a little unconvinced. But when he found nobody around to help him, he just murmured a little and said nothing.
Doing business, they met each other all the time. There was no need to quarrel with each other for such trifles.
Yuan Zhou only cooked 100 steamed buns every day, including his own breakfast. Therefore, he could only sell about 96 or 97 steamed buns every day. A steamed bun and a bowl of Lotus Root Starch was the appetite of girls. Men could eat up even two more steamed buns.
Therefore, the business of the surrounding peddlers was pretty good. The granny only had five steamed buns and three cups of soybean milk left. She was quite satisfied with such a business.
"Today's dishes are all available." Looking at the cold steamed buns, the granny wasn't anxious at all. Instead, she said smilingly. If she couldn't sell them all, she could eat them herself.
Every day, the granny made steamed buns and soybean milk, cleaned the kitchen and then sold steamed buns and soybean milk. Her life was quite regular and peaceful.
Having got up earlier than others, Yuan Zhou finally saw the person who cleaned the kitchen as he wished. "Hua".
He drew the curtain open. It was only four o 'clock, the time for the granny to clean the kitchen.
The granny swept the floor and picked up the garbage earnestly while Broth watched her at the door quietly. Such a scene under the street lamp was a little inexplicable.
"The peddler at the door?" Yuan Zhou's five senses were much better than ordinary people. He recognized the granny immediately after he saw her clearly.
She was one of the peddlers at his door. At first, Yuan Zhou was a little surprised, but then he understood. Yuan Zhou didn't go out to greet the granny, neither did he wash his face and rinse his mouth and change his clothes. Instead, he started to work in his own room.
Early in the next morning, the customers waiting in line found a sign erected in front of the door of Yuanzhou Shop.
Yuan Zhou's Rule: Please take away the garbage by yourself.
"Boss Yuan has one more rule." A customer sighed with emotion and said.
"Exactly. This Boss Yuan is really like a compass. He doesn't make any mistakes." That was a complaint.
"That's not bad. When I saw the sign, I thought he was asking for leave. I was scared to death. It's good that he isn't." The customer was shocked by Yuan Zhou's fancy asking for leave.
"That makes sense. The matter of the garbage is just a trifle." After they recovered from the shock, they all felt everything was fine as long as Boss Yuan wasn't asking for leave.
The granny naturally saw that. She revealed a smile and took a look at Yuan Zhou's restaurant, "The little boss is so kind-hearted."
If other peddlers didn't follow the rules, they would be criticized by the customers. After all, only by following the rules of Yuanzhou Shop could one get delicious food, which had been deeply ingrained in the hearts of the customers.
In this way, the garbage at the door of Yuanzhou Shop gradually decreased. Although the granny still cleaned the kitchen every day, she felt much more relaxed.
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