Chapter 131: Boss Jiang Is Poor Again

Jiang Liu continued to work.

About an hour later, the phone rang again.

Jiang Dashan had already gotten the full story from Jiang Dahai and Lin Qiu.

He was still a little dumbfounded.

He just couldn’t wrap his head around it.

’How had his nephew managed to get praised by thousands of people in just a few short days?’

’And a thousand people were lining up at his door every day?’

’Easily making a hundred thousand a day?’

???

He took a long while to digest this information.

When it was finally confirmed, not only was Jiang Dashan not jealous, but a sense of pride and excitement swelled within him.

’The Jiang Family has finally produced a promising talent!’

Jiang Dashan spoke in a gentle tone, "Liu’er, if you want to run the business properly, take the shop for three hundred thousand. I originally wasn’t going to ask for any money, but seeing as you’re making a fair bit, just give your uncle a little something as a gesture. How about it?"

Jiang Liu was very touched. "Okay, thank you, Uncle. I’ll transfer the money to you now. Send me your bank account number."

The two chatted for a while longer about family matters.

Jiang Dashan said that when he had time in a couple of days, he would bring his ID and other documents to transfer the property rights, land use rights, real estate certificate, and so on to him.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Liu directly transferred five hundred thousand to his uncle.

He understood his uncle’s good intentions, but his uncle’s family wasn’t particularly wealthy, and Jiang Liu didn’t want to take advantage.

He was now making over a hundred thousand a day; money was just a matter of time.

"Sigh! Back to square one."

Jiang Liu glanced at his balance. Including today’s earnings, he only had about eighty thousand yuan left.

’So broke.’

’At this rate, buying a house and opening a new shop will have to be delayed another week.’

"Boss Jiang? Can you open at eleven today? We could all try to push our limits."

Hearing the voice, Jiang Liu looked up at the door, then glanced at the time.

It wasn’t even ten o’clock yet, but people were already starting to line up outside the shop.

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

’As the boss, why were his customers like grim reapers, always hounding him? You turn your back for a second, and they’re back to nagging.’

"Don’t rush me. I’d like to get it done for you early too, but I don’t have three heads and six arms. There’s nothing I can do."

Jiang Liu explained, shrugging his shoulders.

The customer wasn’t having it.

"I just saw you on the phone. You really are Slacker Jiang! Fine, fine, I’m done with you! You take your sweet time. I’ll call my mom to come hold my spot. I’m going back for a nap; it’s scorching out here."

"Brother Jiang, can you sell some more shrimp noodles and skewers? What am I supposed to do? I’m craving them!"

"I’ll give you ten minutes to open, or you’ll have to marry this beautiful lady!"

Everyone started talking at once.

The clamor gave Jiang Liu a headache, so he simply pulled down the rolling shutter door.

Out of sight, out of mind.

As the rolling shutter door came down, the customers stared at each other blankly. They were dumbfounded, then panicked!

"Oh, crap, is Brother Jiang angry?"

"I don’t know, what do we do?"

"Holy crap, did we screw up? Huh? My cousin’s in the hospital? I’m heading back right now."

"Whoever was just rushing Boss Jiang, hurry up and apologize! Don’t drag the rest of us down with you, you bastard!"

...

「11:50 AM.」

Jiang Liu, as everyone had hoped, opened ten minutes early.

The customers breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, they all started praising Jiang Liu in tacit agreement.

"Boss Jiang is so diligent! Keep up the good work, don’t get upset. We all support you!"

"Whoa, the handsome boss opened early! That’s progress, that’s progress! You have to keep this up. We can’t live without you, Boss Jiang."

"Work hard, and the cash will keep rolling in. If you have any grievances in the future, just tell us, and we’ll help you figure something out."

"Is it just me, or is Xiao Jiang’s shop sign glowing? An illusion?"

Jiang Liu felt a severe case of secondhand embarrassment coming on.

The lunch rush was as explosive as ever.

Not only were there local customers, but there were also many foodies who had traveled from afar.

「12:55 PM.」

Not a single crumb was left in the shop.

Jiang Liu sat at the counter counting his money. His profit for the lunch period was 46,000.

Adding that to the seventy-something thousand he already had, his savings now totaled over one hundred twenty thousand.

Jiang Liu was just about to start cleaning up.

Just then, Lin Qiu and Jiang Dahai walked into the shop under a parasol, arriving right on time.

The customers who hadn’t left yet watched them with envy and began to whisper.

"Do you know who those two are?"

"Who?"

"Boss Jiang’s parents!"

An office worker gasped in admiration, "Whoa, they must have it made. From now on, they can eat as many buns as they want, whenever they want?"

He had to wait in line for at least an hour and a half every day just to get a single bun.

The suffering was real!!

When Jiang Liu saw the elderly couple walk in, he looked at them for a moment longer. For some reason, he found that he had missed them.

"Dad, Mom, you’re a bit early. Have a seat and drink some juice. I’ll be done cleaning in a moment."

Jiang Dahai gave Jiang Liu a casual glance and said, "I can tell you don’t know how to work. You take a break. I’ll do it."

His tone left no room for argument. He walked forward, snatched the rag, and began to wipe clumsily.

Lin Qiu, meanwhile, went into the kitchen and started rinsing the mop.

Jiang Liu patted his mom’s shoulder. "Mom, doesn’t your back hurt? You should sit down. Dad and I can handle this."

"It got better a long time ago. Son, you go rest. We’ll help you clean the shop."

"Okay."

Jiang Liu knew he couldn’t win against his mother, so he just nodded and went to the back kitchen to wash some vegetables.

He was going to prepare a sumptuous lunch for his parents.

「Not long after.」

The customers had all cleared out of the shop.

Before leaving, they even made sure to clean up their own trash, afraid of incurring Jiang Liu’s displeasure.

This made things much easier for Lin Qiu and Jiang Dahai.

Jiang Dahai chuckled and cursed, "This stinky brat, making his customers work for him at his own shop. He’s really something else."

Despite his words, a proud smile spread across his face.

"Hmph." Lin Qiu shot him a look. "That’s my son’s ability. How come you don’t have skills like that? You’re all talk."

"I can’t be bothered with you."

Jiang Dahai snorted angrily, then sat down in a chair and started picking at the table.

「A short while later.」

Jiang Liu came out carrying several bowls of shrimp noodles and placed them on the table.

"Wait here, I’ll go get the other dishes."

"I’ll get it, son, you sit down!" Lin Qiu rushed into the kitchen before Jiang Liu could say another word.

Soon, three dishes were placed on the table.

There was Di San Xian, which his mom loved. His dad liked spicy food, so Jiang Liu had made spicy stir-fried suckling pig with chili peppers, and "golden coin eggs" with red chilies.

Smelling the spicy aroma of the food, Jiang Dahai’s stomach immediately started to RUMBLE.

The glutton inside him was awakened.

His stomach suddenly felt empty, and he was so hungry he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Can we eat yet?" Jiang Dahai asked with restraint.

He had to maintain his fatherly dignity.

"Go ahead and eat, Dad. Here, Mom, chopsticks."

Jiang Liu said with a chuckle.

Lin Qiu, swallowing her own saliva, picked out the largest, most translucent piece of shrimp from her bowl and placed it in Jiang Liu’s.

"Eat up, son. A tall young man like you can’t just eat vegetables."

"Okay, Mom, you eat too. Dad’s already finished the noodles in his bowl."

Hearing this,

Lin Qiu turned her head, speechless, to look at Jiang Dahai, who was slurping his noodles noisily.

"It’s like you’ve never eaten before."

"What do you know? These shrimp noodles are delicious, so fragrant!"

Jiang Dahai felt as if his tongue was melting from the flavor.

Lin Qiu stirred her noodles. A thin layer of shrimp oil floated on the surface of the broth.

"Wow, the shrimp flavor is so rich."

Lin Qiu couldn’t resist taking a bite of the smooth, white noodles, followed by a sip of the savory shrimp broth.

The shrimp oil coated her lips, and with a gentle lick, the rich flavor of shrimp exploded in her mouth, lingering for a long time.

Lin Qiu was amazed.