Under the envious gazes of the others, Liu Dongqiang called out again, "Boss, please pack everything I just ordered."
"Okay, no problem."
Su Haoze nodded, and just as he was about to turn and walk into the kitchen, he heard several other people who had ordered also say, "Pack mine too."
"Alright, I got it."
He responded with a smile and walked into the kitchen to wash his hands and start cooking.
About fifteen minutes later, all the dishes were prepared and packed.
At this time, the supervising teacher also walked over with a stack of filled-out forms.
"Boss Su, all the forms are filled out, and the money is all here."
The supervising teacher took a deep breath of the rich aroma wafting through the air, reluctantly tearing his gaze away from the braised lion's head.
Su Haoze chuckled softly, as if he hadn't noticed the supervising teacher's cute little actions, and carefully counted the money in his hand.
"No problem, I'll arrange for the lunchboxes to be delivered tomorrow at noon."
"Good, good, good, thank you, Boss Su."
"We've troubled Boss Su."
"It'll be great if we can eat it tomorrow, thank you, Boss Su."
"Now I can finally go home and explain."
"Exactly, a crying child is really a headache."
The parents chattered, picked up their respective items, and left the Small Restaurant.
"Boss, what kind of meal card do you offer here?"
Two middle school students who had finished their meal asked curiously.
"Actually, it's just a meal package from me, for a month."
"Lunch or dinner?"
"Either is fine."
"Then how much does it cost?"
"Eight hundred."
"Boss, you see we're students, we don't have that much money, can you give us a discount?"
One of the middle school students with a buzz cut on the left bravely spoke up to bargain with Su Haoze.
Su Haoze glanced at their school uniforms; they were students from the nearby Huayang No. 3 Middle School.
Both of them also had a school badge pinned to their chests, with their names written on it.
Zhao Mingxuan and Wang Yipeng.
"As you can see, my Small Restaurant is a small business, with only a few customers coming and going. All the extra income comes from the kindergarten's meal cards."
"It's really hard to give you a discount."
Hearing this, Zhao Mingxuan and Wang Yipeng were immediately disappointed, their heads drooping.
However, the next second, they heard Su Haoze continue, "However, if you can bring your classmates to get meal cards, I can give you a discount."
"I'll deduct 50 for each person you bring, up to a maximum of 500. What do you think?"
"No problem!" Before Wang Yipeng could react, Zhao Mingxuan was the first to agree.
"Alright, then it's settled. I'll await your good news."
Su Haoze waved his hand, watching the two of them leave.
The reason for offering such a discount was mainly to complete the random task as soon as possible.
To meet the requirement of 300 customers.
Huayang No. 3 Middle School is one of the closest schools to Su's Little Dining Table, filled with middle school students.
They are basically divided into boarding students and day students.
They all need to attend evening self-study every night.
This is more troublesome for day students because there is only an hour and a half for dining between school dismissal and evening self-study.
This does not include the time spent traveling back and forth.
So many day students will find a place to eat nearby.
Of course, the school naturally also has a cafeteria that provides meals, but anyone who has attended school knows.
The taste of cafeteria food is no match for the deliciousness of food from outside stalls.
Many students will definitely run out to eat.
For example, students like Zhao Mingxuan and Wang Yipeng, who have a little pocket money for food.
What Su Haoze needs to do is attract this part of the crowd.
As for the favorability value, he was not very worried.
Because everyone's perception of food is different; some gain a lot, some gain a little, it's completely random.
To increase favorability, he must unlock more specialty recipes.
......
On the other side, as soon as Liu Dongqiang returned home, he heard his wife, Li Guixiang, coaxing their endlessly crying little devil.
"Oh, my little ancestor, please don't cry."
"Look, these are newly bought cookies, they have chocolate sauce and are so delicious, do you want to try some?"
"I don't want them, they don't smell good at all."
The child threw the opened package of cookies on the floor and stamped his feet in anger.
"Congcong, look what Daddy brought back for you."
Liu Dongqiang placed the packed food on the dining table and opened the lid of the takeout box.
A rich and overbearing aroma quickly filled the air.
"That's the smell!" Congcong's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran over.
He wasn't tall enough, so he could only grab the edge of the table with both hands, eagerly watching the fragrant braised lion's head, constantly swallowing his saliva.
Seeing that the child was no longer fussing, Liu Dongqiang quickly walked over and patted his wife's back, "You've worked hard, dear."
Then he helped her bend down to clean up the toys and cookie crumbs on the floor.
Less than two minutes later, he heard Congcong anxiously yelling at him, "Daddy, come quickly, I want to eat this!"
"Coming, coming, you really are a little ancestor." Liu Dongqiang shook his head helplessly, put away the toys in his hand, and picked up his son to sit on his lap.
Li Guixiang also walked into the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks, "Don't say it, this smell is really good."
Just as the family of three was about to enjoy the braised lion's head.
The doorbell rang.
Li Guixiang opened the door and saw that her parents-in-law had arrived.
"What's that smell in your house, it's so fragrant?"
Her mother-in-law, Chen Yanmin, wiggled her nose and took a few sniffs, her expression suddenly changing as she rushed inside.
Li Guixiang had no idea what was happening, she just heard a 'smack', and then Congcong started crying loudly.
"What's going on?"
Li Guixiang walked in with her father-in-law, Ye Xiangnong, and saw a puddle of sauce and a small piece of stewed meatballs on the floor.
Before she could ask, her mother-in-law turned and scolded the young couple, "How do you raise children? Can they just eat anything they want?"
"It smells so good, you know something's not right, and who knows what's in that meat."
"How dare you give such oily and heavily sauced food to a child?"
"Outside food is never as clean as homemade."
"I knew I shouldn't have let you take care of the child alone, look at this mess..."
Listening to his mother's incessant nagging, Liu Dongqiang felt she was making a mountain out of a molehill.
Coupled with Congcong's renewed crying, it was really annoying.
He impatiently interrupted what his mother was about to say, "Mom, this is our first time buying it, and Congcong likes it, so what's wrong with letting him try a little?"
"No, a child's diet needs special attention, they can't just eat anything."
"Do you think they're like you adults?"
Chen Yanmin glared unhappily at Liu Dongqiang and waved her hand at her husband.
A dish packed in an insulated box was revealed.
One compartment contained stir-fried broccoli with chicken slices, and the other was pear and pork patty soup.
"Home-grown vegetables are healthy, and home-raised pigs are safe to eat," Chen Yanmin softly coaxed her crying grandson, trying to attract him with this food.
However, her grandson didn't even give it a glance, and even pushed her hand away.
Fortunately, he was small and his strength was also small, so it had no effect, otherwise, she would have fallen.
Looking at his grandson's resistant expression, Ye Xiangnong, who had been standing silently by, spoke up.
He and Chen Yanmin were in their second marriage, and he had always been hesitant to say much about his stepson.
But they had been together for many years, and he had some affection for him.
He couldn't just watch the atmosphere in the house become stiff.
"Alright, alright, it's not as serious as you say."
"If the child wants to eat it, let him have some."
"I don't think there's a big problem."
"Yes, yes, yes, Dad is right." Li Guixiang quietly agreed.
As a result, she received a glare from her mother-in-law, Chen Yanmin.
"Anyway, whoever wants to eat it can eat it. My son and I don't want to eat this today, we want to eat outside food."
Liu Dongqiang, for once, stood his ground, pulling his wife Li Guixiang to sit down.
He knew his mother's personality all too well.
Strong and overbearing.
From a young age, she loved to control everything, and it was the same even after he grew up and started his own family.
The reason he moved out with his wife and child was to reduce her control.
He didn't expect his mother to be the same, coming over every few days.
It was so annoying.
"You brat, I'm doing this for your own good..."
Seeing his wife about to start her long-winded nagging again, Ye Xiangnong directly reached out and pulled her, "The children want to eat, just let them eat it once."
After saying that, he pulled her to sit down.
Li Guixiang got up again to get two more sets of bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, and also brought out a small pot of rice.
On the table were stir-fried broccoli with chicken slices, pear and pork patty soup, vegetable and shrimp roll, and braised lion's head.
None of the four adults moved their chopsticks first, and the atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.
Congcong was a child and didn't care about such things, he directly tugged on Liu Dongqiang's hand and shouted, "Daddy, I want to eat, quickly get me some."
"Okay, okay, I'll get you some."
Liu Dongqiang picked up a small piece and placed it in Congcong's exclusive small rice bowl.
He watched his son stuff it into his mouth, a happy smile on his face, and he also impatiently picked up a piece and put it in his own mouth.
The rich juices danced in his mouth, and the soft, glutinous texture immediately whetted his appetite.
It was truly delicious.
He had never eaten anything so delicious in his life.
Seeing her husband and son's intoxicated expressions, Li Guixiang couldn't help but pick up a piece.
To be honest, when the aroma first spread through the room, she already couldn't sit still.
She didn't know how many times she had swallowed her saliva.
"Delicious!"
Li Guixiang couldn't help but praise.
"Yes, even the star-rated hotels in our city might not have this standard."
Liu Dongqiang nodded in agreement, and at his son's urging, gave him another piece.
"Daddy, I also want that sauce poured over my rice, they say that's delicious too. Oh, and I want some green vegetables too."
"Okay, okay, Daddy will get it all for you."
Seeing her grandson so actively asking for food, and even willing to eat his most hated green vegetables.
Chen Yanmin felt very uncomfortable.
Normally, she would try every possible method just to get her grandson to eat more vegetables.
She didn't expect to see him actively ask for them today.
Could it be that what she made wasn't delicious?
Not to mention Chen Yanmin falling into self-doubt, Ye Xiangnong, standing beside her, also couldn't bear it.
In the past, he had always found his wife's cooking very palatable, light and nutritious.
But at this moment, holding the stir-fried broccoli with chicken slices and smelling the enticing aroma of the braised lion's head, he felt it was a bit bland.
He only ate two bites before he couldn't eat anymore.
"Dad, why don't you try some too?"
Seeing her father-in-law suddenly put down his chopsticks, his eyes constantly glancing in the direction of the braised lion's head.
Li Guixiang understood.
Actually, it wasn't surprising that the old man was craving it; the smell was truly excessively fragrant.
"Then I'll try some?"
Father-in-law Ye Xiangnong nodded hesitantly, took a piece with his bowl, and put it in his mouth.
The savory taste was mixed with a hint of crispy sweetness, and his mouth was full of meat aroma.
The texture was substantial, instantly captivating his heart.
Ye Xiangnong even felt that all those years before had been wasted, what kind of stuff had he been eating?
To hell with health and wellness.
If he could eat such delicious food every day, living a few years less didn't seem so bad.
"Guixiang, can you also get me some rice, and pour a lot of sauce on it?"
Ye Xiangnong smacked his lips, clearly still wanting more.
Unfortunately, there was only one braised lion's head, and as an elder, he felt awkward fighting with a small child for food.
But sauce mixed with rice was still an option.
"Dad, please wait."
Li Guixiang poured sauce all over her father-in-law's rice, making her mother-in-law Chen Yanmin's eyelids twitch.
She knew her husband's appetite all too well.
At home, he would only eat a small bowl of rice.
How did it become a large bowl here?
Could it really be that delicious?
The mother-in-law swallowed, and ate a chopstick full of stir-fried broccoli with chicken slices, trying to suppress the craving in her heart.
Unfortunately, the effect was minimal.
Her eyes always unconsciously swept towards the braised lion's head on the opposite side.
All of this was noticed by Li Guixiang, the observant daughter-in-law, and she tried to ask, "Mom, why don't you try some too? It's just one bite."
Chen Yanmin thought about it and felt it made sense.
But out of pride, her tone was still a bit stiff, "Then... give me a bite."
The thick sauce was poured over the rice, along with the braised lion's head.
The aroma of rice and meat intertwined, bursting forth with an even more captivating fragrance.
Chen Yanmin no longer cared about being reserved, she quickly scooped a mouthful of rice and meat into her mouth with her chopsticks.
The meat was fatty but not greasy, soft and delicious.
The seasoning of the sauce was just right, not too much, not too little, and it was a perfect match with the rice.
She ate bite after bite, simply unable to stop.
It wasn't until she finished the entire bowl of rice that her mother-in-law realized what she had done.
She patted her slightly bulging belly.
She sighed contentedly, "It is indeed delicious."
Ever since she started paying attention to healthy eating based on the doctor's advice, Chen Yanmin had never eaten such delicious food.
No wonder her son and grandson loved it.
It was indeed delicious.
"Mom, isn't it delicious?"
Liu Dongqiang noticed that his mother's expression began to soften, no longer as stern as it had been at first.
"It's just... it's just alright."
Chen Yanmin reluctantly nodded, saying with a somewhat unnatural tone.
As soon as these words came out, the other three present silently exchanged glances and said nothing.
Congcong, sitting in Liu Dongqiang's arms, tilted his head and looked at Chen Yanmin several times, then pointed to the completely empty bowl in front of her and asked, "But Grandma, your bowl is empty."
Chen Yanmin, whose secret had been exposed, glared slightly at her grandson, and then, with a 'what's done is done' attitude, shouted, "Yes, yes, yes, it's delicious. Your daddy bought good food, Grandma was wrong."
As soon as her words fell, the remaining three couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The old lady had been competitive her whole life, and it was the first time she had ever softened like this.
Her admission was quite straightforward.