yournovel Chapter 472 What are you doing?
Chapter 472 What are you doing?
Chapter 472 What are you doing?
"Besides crayfish, have you looked into the other specialty snacks in the restaurant?" Yu Huan turned her head and smiled at Xu Hui beside her. "Look at how well Wenheyou is doing now, it's not just because of crayfish as their signature dish. Those specialty snacks are also key to attracting customers, you can't do without them."
Xu Hui was holding a teacup and had just taken a sip when he heard Yu Huan's words and was slightly taken aback.
His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed the tea in his mouth, then shook his head and said, "Not yet, Brother Huan. I've been thinking that I should focus on mastering crayfish first."
Yu Huan's smile remained unchanged as she nodded and said, "Everyone has their own expertise. Mastering one thing first is a good idea, and your approach is spot on. However, you can also chat with the chefs in the shop in your spare time to learn about their methods and techniques for making those snacks. Even if you don't know how to make them, it's good to have some basic knowledge."
Xu Hui nodded thoughtfully and said slowly, "I was thinking about doing a good job with crayfish first, and I didn't really pay attention to the others."
Yu Huan reached out and patted Xu Hui on the shoulder affectionately, smiling as she said, "More importantly, we need to learn some business tricks from them. Take Wenheyou for example; they cleverly combine snacks, crayfish, and main meals to create a unique food culture atmosphere. Customers come here not just for the food, but also for a feeling."
Xu Hui lowered his head and pondered for a moment, as if carefully sorting things out in his mind.
Then, with a firm gaze, he raised his head and said, "I understand, Brother Huan."
"It's alright, it's not too late to realize it now. Just work hard, and you'll definitely be able to make a name for yourself in the future." Yu Huan said, picking up the ginger, salt, sesame, and bean tea on the square table and taking a sip.
The slightly salty aroma of tea slowly spread in his mouth, causing him to squint his eyes and reveal a contented expression.
Yu Huan casually placed the teacup back on the table, leaned back in her chair, and spaced out for a while.
A faint barking sound, as if carried by the wind, drifted from afar and eventually entered the quiet main room.
The warm sunlight streamed into the main room through the half-open door, illuminating every corner.
In the light, dust particles swayed gently in the breeze.
Yu Huan stretched out his legs comfortably, feeling the warmth of the sun as if it had come alive, slowly climbing up his toes, gradually dispelling the last trace of morning chill from his body.
"Brother Huan," Xu Hui leaned forward slightly, his eyes full of curiosity, "when exactly do you plan to officially start the catering business?"
Upon hearing this question, Yu Huan pondered for a moment before replying, "The plan remains unchanged. We'll officially begin preparations for this project next month. As you know, the catering industry involves too many factors: site selection, operations management, recruitment... every step requires meticulous attention. As for you, focus on gaining experience at Wenhehao and continuously improving your skills."
Xu Hui listened to Yu Huan's words with increasing focus, then nodded solemnly to indicate that he understood.
Just then, a crisp and melodious cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded, and a gentle melody echoed in the hall: "It's you~ It's you~ All the youth behind me is you~"
Upon hearing the sound, Yu Huan quickly took out her phone from her pocket and looked at the screen.
With just one glance, a smile instantly appeared on his lips, his fingertips swiped across the answer button, and his voice unconsciously softened and became a few degrees lower.
"Hey, honey, you're awake?"
"Hmm, I just woke up. Where are you?" On the other end of the phone, Lin Yourong's voice carried the unique languor and tenderness of someone who had just woken up.
"I'm chatting with Xu Hui in the main room. Come down and have breakfast! My mom's noodles are so delicious, made with pork rib broth, they're amazing!" Yu Huan enthusiastically recommended.
"Okay, I'll get ready first." Lin Yourong's gentle reply came from the other end of the phone, followed by a soft rustling sound.
Yu Huan hung up the phone and put it in her pocket.
At this moment, Xu Hui, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but ask, "Is that your sister-in-law?"
"Mm." Yu Huan nodded with a smile.
After receiving an affirmative answer, Xu Hui's face instantly lit up with an irrepressible curiosity.
Although he had never met his sister-in-law, he had heard of her before and knew that she was a rich and beautiful woman from a very wealthy family. She even bought the shop that Huan Ge had used for his catering project.
The thought of meeting this legendary 'sugar daddy' soon made Xu Hui involuntarily nervous. His fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on his knees, and his eyes kept glancing at the exit of the stairwell.
It felt as if the mysterious figure would appear at any moment.
Just then, the roar of a motorcycle abruptly broke the tranquility.
The noise was clearly from a modified exhaust pipe; it was sharp and piercing, arrogantly approaching from afar before finally coming to a rumble stop in front of the door.
Both of their eyes turned to the door.
Yu Huan immediately noticed the slender figure on the horizon. Although the person was wearing a helmet and his face was not visible, he recognized him as Little Tyrant at a glance based on his familiarity with him.
He frowned slightly, without making a sound.
When Xiao Bawang spotted Yu Huan and Xu Hui sitting in the main room, he hurriedly got off his bike, took off his helmet, and his face was full of ingratiating smiles. He kept chewing betel nuts, and his cheeks bulged out, making him particularly conspicuous.
Yu Huan pondered for a moment, then slowly stood up.
He turned to look at Xu Hui, said, "Come out with me and have a look," and then walked steadily toward the door.
Because Xiao Bawang was a notorious hooligan in the village, when Xu Hui saw that familiar face for the first time, some unpleasant memories welled up in his heart. In fact, he was not willing to deal with this kind of person.
But since Yu Huan had said so, he couldn't refuse, so he stood up and followed closely behind Yu Huan.
Yu Huan stood at the door, waiting for Xu Hui to come out, and then gently closed the wide-open door with a creak.
At this moment, Xiao Bawang casually placed his helmet on the seat, then took out a bulging gift bag from the trunk, and greeted him warmly with a big smile: "Brother Yu! Happy New Year!"
Having said that, he quickly stepped forward to meet them.
As Xiao Bawang strode forward, he chewed betel nut with a loud "smack," and the strong, pungent smell of betel nut wafted towards Yu Huan.
Yu Huan subconsciously held her breath slightly.
After a brief glance at Xiao Bawang's face, she glanced at the bulging gift bag in his hand, a faint smile on her lips, and asked, "Happy New Year! What brings you here so early in the morning?"
Xiao Bawang was curiously observing Xu Hui, but when he saw Yu Huan asking a question that seemed rather impolite, he quickly looked away from Xu Hui's face.
Although he felt that Xu Hui looked somewhat familiar, he knew in his heart that this person was definitely not a member of the Yu family, at least he was not tall. He smiled and politely replied to Yu Huan: "Brother Yu, it's like this. Brother Da Wu specially sent me to wish you a Happy New Year, and also brought some small gifts for him. Brother Da Wu said that these things are nothing but a token of his respect, and I hope you won't find them offensive."
As he spoke, he handed the gift bag forward.
Yu Huan's gaze fell on the gift bag handed to her, but she did not immediately reach out to take it.
He still had a gentle smile on his face and said in a calm tone, "Thank you for making this trip, Brother Da Wu. I appreciate your kindness. However, I really can't accept this gift."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Bawang's smile froze instantly, and a hint of anxiety flashed across his face.
He leaned forward again, holding the gift bag even closer with both hands, almost touching Yu Huan, and said urgently:
"Brother Yu, you can't do that! Brother Da Wu specifically told me to personally deliver this gift to you. If I take it back untouched, he'll definitely scold me for not doing my job properly. Please accept it for the sake of us old classmates!"
Yu Huan shook her head slightly, her eyes inadvertently glancing at the two conspicuous cigarettes on the gift bag, her face still maintaining a kind smile.
He reached out and patted Little Tyrant's shoulder lightly, saying earnestly, "I understand your difficulties, but this isn't just me being sentimental or polite. Go back and tell Brother Da Wu that we can find a teahouse sometime, sit down, have some tea, and chat. As for these things, you can take them back first."
After hearing Yu Huan's words, Xiao Bawang subconsciously licked his lips, still unwilling to give up, and wanted to persuade Yu Huan again.
He simply said directly, "Brother Yu, Brother Da Wu genuinely wants to get closer to you. He personally selected these things and handed them to me. If you don't accept them, he'll definitely think I can't even handle such a small matter..."
The voice just fell.
Without waiting for Yu Huan's response, Xiao Bawang turned around and quickly walked to the BMW on the side of the front yard, put the gift bag directly on the hood, and then ran towards his Horizon motorcycle without looking back.
Yu Huan saw this situation.
The little tyrant used the same trick as last time, repeating his old stunt...
He immediately strode over to the BMW, raising his voice to shout, "What are you doing? Take it first."
But Little Tyrant acted as if he hadn't heard a thing, turning a deaf ear.
When Yu Huan turned around with the gift bag, she saw Xiao Bawang holding a helmet in his hand. He was so flustered that he didn't even have time to put on the helmet before he hurriedly twisted the throttle handle with his other hand and started the engine.
In an instant, a sharp, piercing roar rang out again, causing the air in the forecourt to tremble slightly.
Wearing a crooked helmet, Little Tyrant turned to Yu Huan and Xu Hui and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brother Yu, I'm leaving now!"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly twisted the accelerator.
The motorcycle shot off like a wild horse, leaving behind only a pungent, acrid exhaust fumes that filled the air.
Xu Hui watched Xiao Bawang's departing figure, then turned his gaze to the gift in Yu Huan's hand. He scratched his head in confusion and asked, "Brother Yu, who is this Brother Da Wu?"
Yu Huan watched as Xiao Bawang disappeared from sight, gently shook his head, and said, "Xiao Bawang works under him. Brother Da Wu runs a sand and gravel pit and does demolition projects."
These words were spoken very bluntly, and Xu Hui showed a knowing look on his face.
It seems Huan Ge is truly rich and powerful now! Even big bosses in the underworld have to curry favor with him!
Just as Yu Huan was about to turn around and go back into the house, his keen ears caught the faint sound of a sliding window opening above him.
He raised his head subconsciously.
Lin Yourong, wearing a mask, was seen peeking out of the window.
A few strands of jet-black hair swayed gently in the breeze, bathed in the warm sunlight, as if coated with a layer of shimmering light.
The young couple's eyes met in the air.
Lin Yourong's eyes were full of laughter as she asked in a light tone, "Who is this? Making such a commotion so early in the morning."
"Hi~" Yu Huan raised her hand and waved gently, a warm smile on her face, and then explained, "An old classmate came to give me something, but I didn't want it, so he threw it down and ran away."
"Oh," Lin Yourong responded softly, then turned and disappeared from Yu Huan's sight.
Yu Huan turned her head and glanced at Xu Hui, who was also looking out the second-floor window. A smile of apology appeared on her face: "Xu Hui, I'm about to go visit relatives with your sister-in-law. You came all this way to my house today and brought so many things, but I haven't been able to properly entertain you. I feel really bad."
Xu Hui quickly looked away. Although he was puzzled as to why his sister-in-law was wearing a mask at home in broad daylight, he was also a quick-witted person. He immediately nodded and replied, "Brother Huan, you go about your business and don't worry about me. I'll go back first then, so as not to disturb you. You and your sister-in-law go visit your relatives."
"Okay, let's get together and have a meal when we have time later," Yu Huan said sincerely.
Looking at the sincere expression on Yu Huan's face, which was completely different from when he was exchanging pleasantries with Xiao Bawang, Xu Hui felt a surge of warmth in his heart.
He nodded vigorously: "Okay, Brother Huan, goodbye!"
"Goodbye."
Yu Huan raised her hand and gently patted Xu Hui's shoulder.
Watching his strode away, she turned and went back into the house, gently closing the door behind her.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw Lin Yourong coming down the stairs.
She was still wearing the same trench coat as yesterday, her long black hair casually tied into a neat ponytail, making her look fresh and capable.
“Honey, that guy who came by on the motorcycle just now, he didn’t seem to be just here to wish us a Happy New Year, did he?” She paused briefly, then continued, “And there was another one. I heard you call him Xu Hui. Is he Songnian’s brother-in-law?”
Yu Huan patiently explained, "That's right, it's Song Nian's brother-in-law. This guy is down-to-earth and hardworking. He's currently learning to make crayfish at Wenheyou. He's very ambitious. As for the one who came on a motorcycle, he's my classmate from junior and senior high school. It's a long story. His boss and I have some personal connections. Because he's quite familiar with me, his boss sent him over to deliver a gift."
"Mmm," Lin Yourong responded softly, without asking any further questions.
(End of this chapter)