Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Grandma Lin looked at her granddaughter, who was wolfing down her food, with heartache: "My goodness, this is too much work for you. You don't even have time to eat."

Grandma Lin glanced at the pile of unwashed dishes in the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves, and went over to help her granddaughter wash them.

Lin Xiaoqian quickly stopped her: "Grandma, leave it there, I'll come over in a bit. I bought a dishwasher, so we don't have to wash by hand."

Grandma Lin sighed, "That must have been hard work. You fried over thirty bowls of egg fried rice in one go. Your arms must be exhausted." She rubbed them as she spoke, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Xiaoqian smiled and reassured her, "It doesn't hurt, Grandma, it really doesn't hurt."

Grandma Lin frowned: "But you can't manage to cook all the rice and clean up the dishes all by yourself. Why don't you hire someone?"

Lin Xiaoqian chuckled: "I don't even earn enough in a day to hire someone."

Grandma Lin hesitated and said, "How about I quit my job at the hospital and come help you?"

Lin Xiaoqian was taken aback. At first, she was tempted, but then she thought that her grandmother was getting old and that although the hospital cleaning job paid little, the work was not strenuous.

What if Grandma quits her job to work for her and gets overworked?

You're thinking of making a lot of money so your grandma can enjoy a comfortable life; don't put the cart before the horse.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoqian shook her head: "Grandma, it's okay. I'm only busy for a short while each day. Look, there aren't many customers now. I can rest for a while. I don't need anyone to help me."

After much persuasion, they finally dissuaded Grandma from her idea.

Because it was Saturday, Grandma Lin didn't go to work and stayed at the shop in the afternoon to help Lin Xiaoqian.

By the time dinnertime ended, Lin Xiaoqian had sold another twenty bowls of fried rice.

The store has all kinds of vegetables, meat and poultry, and rice is also readily available. The grandfather and grandson simply cooked some vegetables and ate dinner at the store.

Around 7:30 p.m., Lin Xiaoqian persuaded her grandmother to go home first, as her grandmother only had one day off a week and had to go to work the next day.

Lin Xiaoqian had to wait until 8:30 pm to make fried rice for Yang Ziping. She couldn't help but feel a little regretful. She had to return the 100 yuan to him no matter what, otherwise she would have closed the shop and left long ago.

She was exhausted after the day, and she still couldn't go home to rest.

So Lin Xiaoqian locked the glass door and went upstairs to lie on her bed. She even set an alarm for 8:25 a.m. in case she forgot the time.

I picked up my tablet and started watching variety shows.

She's been watching a variety show about a group of people farming lately, and it's making her laugh out loud.

Immersed in watching a show, I lost track of time, and the alarm clock rang before long.

Lin Xiaoqian was reluctant to put down the tablet and got up to go downstairs.

I opened the shop door and stood at the entrance. The air was cooler at night than during the day. It was almost July, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. The air conditioning in the shop was on all day long.

She felt stuffy in the air-conditioned room all the time, and she still preferred the feeling of a gentle breeze on her body.

The school bell rang in the distance, and soon a group of students surged from the street corner.

"Hey, this beautiful shop has opened?" a student exclaimed curiously upon seeing the brightly lit shop.

They pass by here every night, and the interior looks beautiful from the outside.

They kept guessing what was being sold inside.

A female student saw Lin Xiaoqian standing at the door and came over to ask her, "Sister, what does this shop sell?"

Lin Xiaoqian replied, "Currently, I sell all kinds of fried rice with eggs, but who knows what I'll sell in the future." The Chef God System can't just make her sell fried rice with eggs, can it?

The female student was a little disappointed: "Fried rice with egg." She thought the shop, which looked so nice, was a small cake shop.

Lin Xiaoqian didn't know what to say, and said dryly, "Actually, fried rice with eggs is quite delicious too."

Just then, Yang Ziping came over: "Sister, I'm here to eat."

Lin Xiaoqian beckoned him in: "The shop has a wider variety of fried rice now, come and see which one you'd like to eat?"

Yang Ziping followed Lin Xiaoqian into the shop, glanced at the blackboard, and said, "I'll just have the regular fried rice."

A regular serving of fried rice with egg is still seven yuan, while other versions with added ingredients cost a few yuan more.

Lin Xiaoqian thought the child was sensible and wouldn't spend too much money, so she added an extra egg to his fried rice.

Yang Ziping was thinking about that night when he was starving, and that bowl of the most ordinary egg fried rice made him feel the most satisfied. He still wanted to eat ordinary egg fried rice.

The female student who had been standing at the door saw Yang Ziping go in and, out of curiosity, followed him in.

The students walking behind saw someone go into that newly opened, very beautiful shop, so they followed them in.

Seven or eight people suddenly rushed into the store.

The store was brightly lit, and the layout was clearly visible.

The students spotted the words on the blackboard immediately.

Oh, it's a fried rice shop.

The uninterested student was about to turn around and leave.

As soon as I turned around, a delicious aroma of eggs wafted from behind me.

grunt.

Some students swallowed hard. Actually, a bowl of fried rice with egg would be fine too.

"Boss, I'd like a mixed fried rice!"

"Boss, I want shrimp!"

"Boss, I want chicken!"

"I'd like a beef one!"

. . .

Lin Xiaoqian looked out the small window from the kitchen with a surprised expression.

When did her shop get so many students?

"Okay, are you eating here or taking it to go?" Lin Xiaoqian asked loudly while tossing the wok.

Such a beautiful restaurant, of course we should eat here.

"Let's eat here!" several students replied.

Seeing that they were all eating there, Yang Ziping added, "Sister, I'll eat my fried rice here too, I won't take it to go."

Lin Xiaoqian replied, "Okay! Today is the store's opening day, so we'll give you a free drink with every order. Just go to the beverage cooler and choose whatever you want."

Upon hearing this pleasant surprise, the students happily thanked him and went to choose their drinks.

Lin Xiaoqian estimated that it would be 9:30 by the time things ended, so she decided not to go back tonight and sleep in the shop. After all, there was everything on the second floor.

I sent a message to Grandma Lin, telling her not to leave the light on for me.

We ordered eight different items, which took some time to prepare.

However, soon everyone was eating fried rice with eggs.

The moment they put it in their mouths, everyone felt that the wait was worthwhile. It was so delicious! They had never tasted such good fried rice before.

Actually, besides the Chef God System giving her Chef God experience that made her fried rice taste better and better, she had already fried dozens of portions today, so she must have become quite skilled with practice.

After the group of students finished eating, they paid and left. Lin Xiaoqian tidied up the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher.

Right now, my shop is the only one on the whole street with its lights still on.

Just as I was about to lock the door, I heard someone call out, "Boss, do you still have food in your shop?"

Lin Xiaoqian looked up and saw that even the senior students had finished their classes.

Alright, let's continue with the fried rice.

Lin Xiaoqian was busy until after 10 p.m. After tidying up the table, she didn't even check how many she had sold. She went upstairs, took a quick shower, changed into her pajamas, and fell asleep as soon as she got into bed.

Lin Xiaoqian woke up around 8 a.m. When she reached for her phone, she found her arm aching as if it were made of lead.

I slowly propped myself up and sat up. I didn't even bother to look at my phone anymore. I washed up, changed my clothes, and went out to the pharmacy.

I bought a few plasters and applied them to my arms; the cool sensation relieved some of the soreness.

I bought some pan-fried buns and white porridge at a steamed bun shop I passed by.

The pan-fried buns here are fried on three sides. Lin Xiaoqian's favorite is the chive filling. She also enjoys a sip of plain white porridge with it. It's wonderful.

When Lin Xiaoqian drinks congee, she likes to swirl the bowl around the edge. Firstly, it makes a dent with each sip, and after finishing, it looks like a flower, which is fun. Secondly, if she drinks along one side, the congee gets too hot, and switching sides will cool it down a bit.

Of course, this shop also has spicy soup, mutton offal soup, eight-treasure porridge and other delicious dishes. Lin Xiaoqian just wanted plain porridge today.

After finishing breakfast, I thought about what the store was missing, so I stopped by the market to restock and then leisurely rode my electric scooter back to the store.