Dabai scrubbed the steamer reluctantly. The kitchen was hot and humid, and mosquitoes were flying around his feet. Before Dabai could wash the two steamers, he was bitten on one leg.
The more he thought about it, the more furious he became. While Zhang Dawei was washing the meat in the yard, Dabai sneaked over to the big vat where the noodles were cooked, took off the veil and spat into one of the vats.
Afraid of being caught, he rubbed it a few times with his hands.
He originally wanted to vomit the other jar, but considering that he would eat it later, he mercilessly withdrew it.
Next, Dabai was in a good mood.
No matter whether it was cleaning the steamer or boiling water to preheat, he worked hard and even hummed a tuneless ditty.
When Zhang Dawei came in, he was secretly surprised when he saw Dabai's appearance.
Although his face is still stern towards Dabai, the boy who eats the King's meal, he is still slightly satisfied in his heart. Although he is clumsy, this boy has stayed to help these days. He has not cried or made trouble, and he is constantly singing. I hummed it all, and my heart is quite generous.
If this kid can be more diligent and agile under his training, it would be good to stay here and do odd jobs.
The steamed buns were put on the steamer, and the dumplings began to be stuffed.
At this point, there was nothing to hide, so Zhang Dawei called Afu, Agui and Dabai over, and the four of them faced each other and started making dumplings.
Doing these things day after day and year after year is very boring, so Zhang Dawei asked Dabai about the situation at home.
"Boy, do you really think your family is from Changping Village?"
"Of course, this cannot be false."
"Is your cousin-in-law really the general protecting the country?"
"Hehe..." Dabai grinned.
When he was caught and beaten at first, he did carry Luo Fengtang out, but found that these people didn't seem to believe it.
Later, he changed his mind and said, "What should I say? In a village where everyone has been related to each other for several generations, it's not an exaggeration to call him cousin-in-law."
"Hey, I knew you were bragging back then!" Agui snorted.
Ah Fu also said in a sinister tone: "If he were really a relative of the General Protecting the Country, he would have been an official a long time ago. No matter how hard it is, he will not have to worry about food and drink. How can he run out to have breakfast and not be able to pay for it!"
Dabai glanced at the two of them sideways, not wanting to argue with them in front of the shopkeeper, so he caught Zhang Dawei trying to flatter him.
"Shopkeeper, the buns you make are so delicious. In our village, everyone may not necessarily know Tianxianglou, but Zhangji Bun Shop is known to both the elderly and children. When it comes to your buns, everyone knows Everyone gave me a thumbs up and said it’s awesome!”
Zhang Dawei must be happy and smiling when his own stuff is praised.
"You have to say something humanly, our Zhang Ji's steamed buns have a unique secret recipe, and the taste is unlike any other."
Zhang Dawei looked proud and spoke without delaying his work. He dexterously pinched out willow leaf-shaped dumplings with his big hands. They were delicate and small, arranged in a circle, like a boat parked in a circle.
"No wonder, let me tell you, this tastes so good, it beats the others!" Dabai's flattery immediately followed.
"Shopkeeper, you are so awesome. I see Zhang Ji Baozi spread in your hands and it is even more popular than before!"
Zhang Dawei glanced at Dabai and found that the boy was raising his face with an expression of admiration.
Zhang Dawei's vanity was greatly satisfied, and his waist became straighter, "I don't dare to talk about the business aspect, but in terms of craftsmanship, I didn't embarrass my great-great-grandfather, grandpa, and my father. Otherwise, every day There are so many customers from morning to night, and many of them are repeat customers, aren’t they just here for my craftsmanship?”
Dabai nodded repeatedly and was flattering. His words and deeds showed that he wanted to stay with Zhang Ji as a clerk after the debt was paid off.
"I don't care how much money I make, I just care about food and housing. Hehe, when I was a kid, I dreamed of eating all Zhang Ji's steamed buns!"
Agui and Afu quietly exchanged glances, both of them looking wary.
Zhang Dawei glanced at Dabai, put away the smile on his face, and said seriously: "Your hands and feet are not very agile at all. You broke a lot of dishes. If you want to stay as a waiter, you have to practice a lot." Grind.”
"Let's do this. From tomorrow on, you can get up whenever I get up every day. Give me a hand first!"
"Great, thank you boss for giving me this opportunity, I swear I will do a good job!"
When the dumplings were wrapped, the first wave of buns came out of the pan.
Zhang Dawei glanced at the sky outside. It was getting brighter and the business would be open in half an hour.
At this moment, my daughter-in-law Hong should be getting up soon.
Zhang Dawei stood up, picked up a few thin-skinned meat buns with large fillings, put another bowl of millet porridge, picked up pickles with two chopsticks, peeled a tea egg and put them on a tray to prepare for the people in the attic in the front yard. As my wife sent it over, the big black dog in the backyard suddenly barked wildly.
"Why does that dog bark like that? Could it be that some blind thief is coming to visit?"
Thinking of this, Zhang Dawei turned around and told Agui and Afu to go to the backyard to watch the dogs first, and then put the tray into Dabai's hand: "Xiaohei, bring the food to the boss lady. Remember, put it on the stool at the door of the house. That’s fine, you’re not allowed in! If you dare to go in, I’ll beat you to death with a rolling pin and chop you into minced meat to make steamed buns!”
Dabai hunched his shoulders and laughed, "Don't worry, shopkeeper, even if I had a hundred courages, I wouldn't dare to enter your bedroom. I'm the most obedient and honest person. I'm only fourteen years old, and I'm still a child. Don’t understand anything…”
"You're the only one who talks nonsense. Go quickly, go quickly, and deliver it to my wife while it's still hot!"
Zhang Dawei waved his hand and drove Dabai away. He also picked up a rolling pin and hurried to the backyard.
Dabai Duan carefully carried the tray to the front yard and up the stairs. He came to the door of Zhang Dawei and Hong's bedroom and placed the tray on a high stool at the door.
"Madam boss, the waiter from the shopkeeper has brought you breakfast. Have you gotten up?"
There was a rustle in the room, like the sound of getting dressed.
"Xiao Hei? Just leave your things at the door."
"Oh well."
Dabai put the tray on the high stool, picked out a piece of nose and put it into the pickles, and raised the corners of his mouth.
Damn you, you dare to detain me from work. If I don’t turn this world upside down, I won’t be named Wang. I’m a king!
"Madam boss, breakfast is waiting for you at the door. The younger one will leave first."
"Let's go, let's talk nonsense..."
The little black cat crouched at the door, stamping its feet on the spot, first heavy and then light, pretending that it was really far away.
Then he tiptoed to the corner of the stairs and secretly stared at the door of Hong's house.
