Survival rules for restaurants: cooking and eating melons at the same time

Chapter 173 Dali Temple's Strong Attack

Although they were fighting and playing around based on their own strength, this was the first time that An Qiao intuitively felt that they had actually become very good friends.

It's the kind of relationship where you would go through thick and thin for your friends.

I can't help but feel soft-hearted. It's really not easy to have such a big restaurant and so many friends.

No matter what, the restaurant will not be destroyed.

"That's great, young lady. You don't have to be afraid with the young masters from the Dali Temple around." Tong Yiyi and several maids also breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is strange no matter how you look at it. Why does it happen at this critical moment?" She has been staying indoors for the past few days and just made some scented soaps. Could it be that someone has set his eyes on these things?

Or maybe he has set his eyes on her shop.

Otherwise, why is this Kyoto restaurant neither small nor big? Why did it appear at this critical moment, not earlier or later?

So the people from the Dali Temple said they would help, but this was not a major murder case after all, and she was embarrassed to hand it all over to the people from the Dali Temple.

"Go to Anning Lane and bring a few smart kids here, either the second or the first graders will do," An Qiao ordered.

Most of the time, little beggars are well-informed, so now they don’t have to go out on the streets to beg for money anymore, but there are always some former beggar friends who can be asked.

An Qiao went into the kitchen and cooked for a few people.

Soon, several fragrant dishes were served on the table. "Eat quickly."

"Look, look, when I asked for help, I even cooked the meal myself." Gu Qingyun was a rude person, the kind that could continue to be rude from the first episode to the last.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault." An Qiao had something on her mind, so she spoke in a perfunctory manner.

Although the governor of Kyoto did not take me away today, I always felt that he was a bit weird.

An Qiao thought about it and said, "The governor of Kyoto came today. From what he said to me and some of his actions, I always felt that he knew something and was here to provoke me. He also said that it would be better for me to come to you."

Gu Qingyun pointed at himself and made a death face, saying in a mean way, "Me? Why are you looking for me? No one is dead."

An Qiao's originally heavy heart suddenly felt relieved at this moment, and she couldn't help but laugh.

The others had never seen their superior like this, and they couldn't help laughing.

Gu Qingyun really only behaves mean and childish in front of Miss An Qiao, although he is usually quite vicious and mean.

"Young lady, Xiaoyi is here." It was Shuanzi who brought the person here personally.

"Huh? Why are you delivering it in person?" Shuanzi has been very busy recently, running between the milk tea shop and the grocery store. He can be considered the deputy manager of both places.

"I just happened to be going home for something, and I met Brother Yiyi. He was rushing home in a hurry, and I knew something was wrong." Shuanzi explained a few words and pushed Xiaoyi forward.

Xiaoyi usually only does work like delivering takeout, buying things, and loading goods, and he is still a little restrained.

"What do you want to see Yiyi for, young lady?" Xiaoyi is only eight years old. Although his voice is not as babyish as that of a baby, it is still a childish voice.

"Xiaoyi, can you help me find out something?" An Qiao brought him a bowl of yogurt.

Xiaoyi took the yogurt, bowed deeply to Anqiao, then tilted his head to look at Anqiao, expressing confusion.

"Please help your sister find out who is spreading the rumor that eating the beef brisket stewed with tomatoes and potatoes at Kyoto Restaurant will make you strong." An Qiao lovingly took him to the corridor to sit and eat.

"Xiaoyi knows. Every time we go out recently, we can hear this sentence on the streets. We thought that the food made by the young lady was really so amazing."

Xiaoyi thought for a while and continued, "Although the house we live in was repaired by Brother Shuanzi and Brother Yudong, there are so many people in it. We still have to eat, so we can't repair it very well. So there are still many people who come to knock on the door to find little beggars to work. I remember it was the day before yesterday or the day before yesterday, I was squatting in the yard washing clothes, and someone knocked on the door. It seemed that he said that he would tell a story in the city and would be paid 20 coins a day."

"What news?" An Qiao asked again.

The little boy shook his head. "We said no. Although the weather has warmed up recently, it's still a little cold. We all have to take turns to help out in the young lady's restaurant. When we're not working, we have to take care of the little ones. If the few who don't need to be taken care of run away, 20 cents a day is not enough to buy medicine. If we don't want to work, he naturally won't tell us."

"Then do you have a way to contact him?" An Qiao asked again.

The boy shook his head again. "Not so good. This kind of business is a one-time deal. He trusts us and we trust him. He gives us 10 cents first, and then he gives us the remaining 10 cents after we run around for a day. If we don't run around, he might not know much about it. But if he doesn't pay the remaining 10 cents, there's nothing we can do."

An Qiao was shocked by this exploitative way of working, but also felt a little regretful.

"Next time there is a job like this, agree to it first, ask some questions and see what it is about. If you don't want to do it then tell him you don't want the money. But be sure to protect yourself. If you can't protect yourself, there's no need to ask such questions." An Qiao slowly realized that intelligence was very important. If she could get some information out of him, that would be good, but the prerequisite was that her life would not be in danger.

These little beggars have basically no human rights. If they are beaten or even hurt by others, the government will not care.

After all, the people who come to report the case are not brothers or sisters, and beggars are not worth much money.

"Do you remember what he looks like?" An Qiao asked.

"I think I remember." Xiaodian nodded and described the person he had written down that day.

Wu Huan took his favorite charcoal pencil and started drawing. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had outlined a human figure.

Xiaoyi nodded frantically, with stars twinkling in his eyes, "Brother is so awesome! That's it."

An Qiao patted Xiaoyi's head and said, "Okay, Xiaoyi, you've worked hard. Go play and be safe."

Xiaoyi shook his head and said, "I still have work to do at home." Then he went back and held Shuanzi's hand. Anqiao repeated what she had said before to Shuanzi.

Xiaoyi is smart and knows how to take shortcuts.

But the prestige still depends on Shuanzi and Yu Dong.

Shuanzi nodded to show that he understood, and soon left with Xiaoyi.

Gu Qingyun listened to the whole story and said, "The jobs these little beggars can get are basically either dirty and tiring, or not presentable."

"I seem to have seen this person before. He may be in the archives. Most likely he is the one who specializes in taking on these dirty and private jobs. He is just a messenger. Customers come to him to buy, and he goes to find the beggar to do the work." Wu Huan said as he looked at the ever-increasing portraits.

By the way, people generally don’t do this kind of dirty work themselves.