Everyone who bought the steamed buns was full of praise and those who lined up behind believed in the taste of the old man and asked for more.
The old man wearing a Tang suit and leaning on a cane was at the back of the queue. When it was his turn, the meat buns with radish sauce were gone. He didn't say anything and ordered four egg buns with chives.
Meng Yao opened the steamer and took a look, looking apologetic, "There are only three left."
The old man was very talkative, nodded, and bought three.
Those in the queue at the back can't buy it.
Meng Yao pretended to be the old man while apologizing to the people in line behind him.
"Sorry, ladies and gentlemen, the buns have been sold out. If you want to eat, come back tomorrow. I will make more tomorrow."
Jiang Wenlei's heart skipped a beat as he ran over from the dispersed team and stood next to the steamer, staring at the buns in the hands of the old man in Tang suit.
"Uncle, can you share a bun with me?"
The old man, who was usually very talkative, frowned and said, "No!"
He just wanted to jump in line, but also wanted to go through the back door. How could such a person still want to share his bag?
As he said that, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng Yao.
This guy just said he knew the boss?
The old man in Tang suit snorted, straightened his back and walked away, carrying his buns and crutches.
"Um, Jiang..."
Meng Yao forgot what his name was, and only vaguely remembered his surname Jiang.
"Brother Jiang, are you... not full?"
Isn't this person in charge so competent that he comes over to grab buns from customers?
Jiang Wenlei watched the person who had sold out the last bun slowly walk away, with a sullen expression on his face, and opened his mouth, "Qi Gong hasn't had breakfast yet."
He didn't buy any steamed stuffed buns, and he's not sure what to do next, and thinking about it makes him nervous.
"Where is my second brother? Why didn't I see him?"
Qi Wenye stood on tiptoes and looked around. He didn't see Qi Boyan, so he couldn't help but frowned, "Isn't the second brother still sleeping?"
"No, Qi Gong has something to do and he hasn't had breakfast yet!"
Jiang Wenlei repeated again that Qi Boyan had not eaten breakfast.
There was obviously no expression on his face, but Meng Yao felt pitiful.
Thinking of the villain as an investor, Meng Yao hesitated and took out the buns she had put away from the tricycle without having time to eat.
"There are three more here. I put them away specially for myself to eat. They are still warm. I'll give you two. The remaining one, hey, I'll give it to you."
Jiang Wenlei took the two buns without hesitation.
Only with buns can we communicate.
The remaining one is for Qi Wenye.
He only ate one when he came, and Meng Yao knew that he was not full.
Qi Wenye's little face wrinkled up, "I ate, what did you eat?"
"There is so much food for sale here, why am I still hungry? Look at today's harvest, is it enough for me to eat a few good meals?"
Although Meng Yao didn't check, he knew how much he earned.
She took out a nickel and handed it to Qi Wenye, "I'm giving you the hard-earned money, thank you for your hard work today!"
Qi Wenye's eyes lit up when he saw the money, but he didn't take it, "You earned this, why do you give it to me?"
"You helped, shouldn't you be paid for your labor?"
"I don't want it. If you don't want it, I'd rather use it for free!"
Qi Wenye snatched the money away, put it into his pocket, and snorted coldly, "Don't think that your provocation method works. It's what I want. Just treat it as something I owe you and pay it back to you when I make money in the future."
Meng Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, "Young tsundere."
Jiang Wenlei took the buns and wanted to go back to do business, but after hearing a few words from his uncle and sister-in-law, he moved away.
Qi Wenye saw him leaving with sharp eyes and immediately called him, "Wait a minute, where is my second brother? Where is he?"
Meng Yao, holding the hot money in his pocket, couldn't help but ask: "Qi... Is Boyan in town?"
After making money, I want to tell the villain, after all, he is an investor.
Jiang Wenlei helplessly pointed to the street where they turned, "It's not far past the turn."
Qi Wenye scratched his head and wondered: "What is the second brother doing there? There is no place to live on that street, right?"
"At the hospital, I need to ask a doctor to go back and take a look at my aunt."
"What?"
Qi Wenye's eyes lit up, he put the bun into his pocket and ran away, "I'll go take a look!"