Chapter 128 — Barbecue Advice
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 3
"Monday, buyers are scarce." Tang's mother shook her head. "Not many people today, and we only just opened not long ago. Sit down, quick. What do you want to eat? Auntie will get it ready..."
"Twenty skewers of lamb, two lamb chops, two chicken necks, two tofu rolls, two bottles of beer, same as the other day." Kang Xiaofeng was the type who, once he found something he liked, did not care to switch it up.
"Let's skip the beer, we still have class this afternoon." Although Wei Zhao now had Wang Zhifeng as a powerful backer, having already decided to properly enjoy his student days, he did not want to be too much of a special case. Wei Zhao himself could drink beer like water, but Kang Xiaofeng could not.
"Heh... then forget it..." Kang Xiaofeng scratched his head. Without Wei Zhao to bolster his courage, he would not dare drink on his own.
Tang's mother was a little surprised. Wasn't Wei Zhao supposed to be one of the school's four notorious rich young masters? The way he had so ruthlessly taught Gao Ruoming a lesson on Friday had certainly been real enough. So why was he so cautious about a single bottle of beer? Gao Ruoming and his sort would not care about such things in the least—they drank whenever they pleased.
But on closer thought, Wei Zhao did not carry the bad habits of those young masters. On the contrary, he was quite respectful to her. It seemed that even among wealthy families there were well-bred children, and not all of them were as overbearing as Gao Ruoming.
Having met Wei Zhao several times, Tang's mother had a good impression of him.
Soon the barbecue was brought over. Since theirs was the only table, there was naturally no need to wait.
While Kang Xiaofeng was wolfing down his food, Wei Zhao picked up a skewer of chicken necks and took a couple of bites, then said to Tang's mother, who had nothing to do at the moment, "Auntie, actually you could make the chicken necks Orleans-style. That way you could turn them into a specialty, and business would be better than it is now..."
"That does make sense, but I wouldn't know how to do it either..." Tang Zhi's mother said with a bitter smile. "It's just a tiny stall, so what sort of special feature could it possibly have?"
"That's not necessarily so. Plenty of shops started out small," Wei Zhao said. "Actually, you don't need any secret recipe for this. You can buy ready-made pickling marinade online. Um, if you don't know how to use the internet, you can have Tang Zhi buy it for you..."
Back when Wei Zhao lived in the mountains with the old man, that glutton, he had often bought things for him from online shops.
"Oh? Really? Wouldn't that be very expensive?" Tang Zhi's mother knew nothing about such things, but after hearing Wei Zhao out, she was somewhat tempted. After all, who wouldn't want better business?
"It's not all that expensive, but it will definitely add to your costs," Wei Zhao said. "Still, if you don't mind the trouble, you can mix it yourself. I've studied that recipe before. I'll write it out when I go home tonight and bring it to you tomorrow. It's just ordinary seasonings like sugar and chili, all of which you can get at the wholesale market."
"Well, that would be wonderful! Then Auntie thanks you in advance. I'd rather mix it myself, since it's a small business and doesn't bring in much money anyway." Tang Zhi's mother was rather excited. She had never expected Wei Zhao to have studied recipes.
"It's nothing. Just a small matter," Wei Zhao said with a shake of his head.
"Then I'll have Yun'er come find you tomorrow to pick it up. Once Auntie has mixed it, you must come and try it!" Tang Zhi's mother's impression of Wei Zhao could not have been better. The more she looked at him, the more she felt what a fine boy he was.