Looking at the waiter who looked at him in surprise, Qin Meng's nephew explained impatiently.
"Do you know about hot pot? You don't have to prepare it and serve it to me. First, bring me the empty pot and get the charcoal for me. Then get me some oil. I want to fry an egg. Do you understand me this time?
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After speaking, Qin Meng's nephew placed two eggs on the table.
"ill."
The waitress rolled her eyes at Qin Meng's nephew and turned to leave.
"Who are you saying is sick? Who says you can only eat hot pot? I'll just fry the eggs. Whatever happens, it's weird."
Qin Meng's nephew shouted loudly on purpose, just to attract the attention of the diners and let them know that he was a guest at the table.
Looking back, Qin Meng's nephew asked Wang Mingzhu.
"Have you ever had hot pot? Can I have some?"
Wang Mingzhu shook her head: "I have heard of it, but I have never eaten it. Sister-in-law, you should order it."
Qin Meng's nephew nodded with satisfaction.
"It's okay this time. You didn't tell me that it's expensive. That's right. You have to reward yourself for working so hard. Otherwise, you have to save money every day. It's boring. The waiter will come over later and I'll order it for you.
"
Wang Mingzhu quickly gave instructions.
"Sister-in-law, please eat less. Don't think like last time, stop eating after just a few bites. I can't eat anymore."
After a while, a male waiter came over with a pot, placed the pot on the table, and looked at Qin Meng's nephew curiously.
The waitress following behind held a bottle of oil to help: "There is an additional charge for this oil."
"You don't need to remind me, I'll give it to you in a minute." Qin Meng's nephew said impatiently, and when he saw the smoke rising from the pot, he quickly urged.
"Pour the oil, hey, I'll do it."
Qin Meng's nephew stood up, grabbed the oil and poured enough oil into the hot pot.
"Mingzhu, wait a moment, I'll let you break the eggs in, then you do it."
Seeing the smoke rising from the oil, Qin Meng's nephew quickly said to Wang Mingzhu, "Crack the eggs in."
Wang Mingzhu nodded and cracked an egg into the pot.
Maybe it was because of Qin Meng’s shout just now.
Maybe out of curiosity.
The surrounding guests stopped their chopsticks and looked at Qin Meng and the others.
A sizzling sound of frying suddenly sounded in the hall.
Then the aroma of fried eggs slowly spread to the entire hall.
"This fried egg smells so good, can you smell it?"
"It's all over the house and I can't smell it. I'm surprised. Can the smell of fried eggs spread so far? Why don't I feel it when I fry eggs at home?
"Of course not. Haven't you seen how big and round the eggs are? Look at the golden color. It looks like gold. It looks delicious at first sight."
"Really, how can they get such good eggs?"
Qin Meng's nephew listened to the comments from the people around him and smiled proudly.
Pick up the egg with chopsticks, put it directly into your mouth, and chew it with enjoyment.
"Well, my own eggs are still delicious."
Even the waiter standing next to him was so greedy that he swallowed his saliva.
"Are these your own eggs?"
"Nonsense." Qin Meng's nephew was not polite.
"If the eggs in your store weren't so delicious, I wouldn't have to keep two eggs for myself. Okay, I want two plates of mutton, one plate of potatoes, and you don't have any seafood here?"
"seafood?"
The waiter was stunned when asked.
Aunt Qin Meng curled her lips in disgust.
"I knew there wouldn't be any, so let's have two more plates of meat and some vegetables. Do you want some soda?"
Wang Mingzhu nodded.
"Again, um, four bottles of soda, that's all, how much is it?"
The waiter calculated: "Three yuan and three."
Qin Meng's nephew said as he took out the money.
“I’ll give you a suggestion: eat first and pay later. That way, if others want to order, they can finish the meal and pay together.”
The waiter did not comfort Qin Meng's nephew this time: "It's not okay to pay later. I'm afraid I'll run away without paying after eating."
Qin Meng's nephew rolled his eyes at the waiter.
"There are a few people who don't pay for meals. If you charge them first, it's disrespectful to the guests. Okay, don't listen and let them go."
The waiter had just left Qin Mengnephew's table, and almost every table he passed was asked if he had the fried eggs just now.
Looking at the somewhat embarrassed waiter, Qin Meng's nephew looked at Wang Mingzhu and smiled proudly.
"See, my method worked. Just wait for their manager to come and talk, hum."
Wang Mingzhu nodded and said puzzledly.
"Sister-in-law, you and the supply and marketing cooperative have finished discussing it. If the restaurant also wants eggs, where can we get them?"
Qin Meng's nephew said nonchalantly.
"It's okay. I prepared the chicken food for the past two days before I came out of the house. Dad just needs to feed it every day. I will be able to save a lot in these two days, enough to provide for them."
"Besides, even if it's not enough, for a hotel business, their price must be higher than that of the supply and marketing cooperative."
"I have to study about hatching chicks when I get home. Two chickens are always not enough. When there are more chickens, the production will naturally increase."
"What troubles me now is that the production is easy, just raise more chickens, but how to deliver them to the streets is another problem."
Qin Meng's nephew scratched his head: "Forget it, if you can't do this first, pay off the debt first, do this today, and I will think of a way tomorrow. Come, let's eat first.
The hot pot is still very delicious, and even tastes more pure. Whether it is the base or the dipping sauce, the taste is very authentic and strong.
Although supplies were scarce in this era, everything was practical.
The taste is also more authentic.
Qin Meng's nephew was so satisfied with the food that he even ordered two more plates of meat and two bottles of soda.
Soda and hotpot go really well together.
But after the meal was finished, the manager didn't come.
This made Qin Meng's nephew a little puzzled.
Just don’t take your own business seriously?
Oh, that's right, it wasn't his in the first place.
However, since the customer's reaction was so great, he should have had some reaction. Just when Qin Meng's nephew was wondering, he saw two young men walking in carrying two cardboard boxes.
When I took a closer look, I saw that it was an egg. It was big and round. Why did it look so familiar?
Qin Meng's nephew suddenly stood up and ran over to stop them.
"Where did you get these eggs?"
The delivery boy looked a little scared when he saw the angry nephew Qin Meng, and quickly replied.
"Supply and Marketing Cooperative."
"Supply and Marketing Cooperative?" Qin Meng's nephew was stunned for a moment, then looked at Wang Mingzhu.
Aren't these the eggs I just sold to the supply and marketing cooperative?
"How much?"
The boy said truthfully: "One and a half cents..."
Qin Meng's nephew gave the manager a thumbs up out of thin air.
"They say I am willful, but you are more willful than me. If you accept it, I will accept it. Mingzhu, let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative."
Wang Mingzhu quickly stopped him.
"Sister-in-law, you can't settle accounts with that director."
