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Chapter 717: Food Street

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Su Wenwu knew about the South’s customs when he first met Ye Feiran. The former knew about the South because he had learned about it from Lan

Ruozhu.

Su Wenwu knew he had learned much from Lan Ruozhu. Unfortunately, the latter only stayed at the Su family’s house for a while before returning to the deceased royal’s mansion.

Lan Ruozhu was thrilled to see Su Wenwu. “You’re back! I heard from Binglan that you went to set up your spicy hotpot restaurant.”

Su Wenwu said smilingly, “Yes, the mala hotpot Sister made was delicious. It’s not as complicated to make, so I planned to open a spicy hotpot restaurant.”

Lan Ruozhu nodded and asked, “Is everything ready?”

“Yes, they are. We can open for business tomorrow morning,” Su Wenwu added, “Since the Lantern Festival is tomorrow, everyone will go out. I’ll take advantage of it to open for business.”

He was willing to talk more when Lan Ruozhu was around. Shen Qiuhua and Su Fengmao were delighted when they saw how talkative their son was.

Shen Mohen knew Lan Ruozhu was the prince. After all, he had looked after Lan Ruozhu last time. However, Su Wenwu was still clueless about it.

Su Wenzhe noticed his brother’s cluelessness and chose to say nothing. Everyone tacitly kept quiet as Su Wenwu went to wash his hands.

Soon after, he went to help the family, asking, “Sister, are you making glutinous rice balls? They look more like dumplings.”

Shen Mohen also washed his hands and helped. He wanted to address Lan

Ruozhu as the prince, but the latter shook his head after meeting Shen Mohen’s gaze,

Shen Mohen nodded and said nothing. Instead, he lowered his head to make the glutinous rice balls with everyone else.

Su Binglan heard Su Wenwu’s words and said, “It’s similar to making dumplings, only slightly different. After wrapping the filling, you have to knead it like this.’

Su Wenwu followed his sister’s instructions and rolled the rice into a ball before placing it on the comb. He smiled, saying, “It feels easier than making dumplings. Dumplings can’t roll this easily.”

Su Wenxiu nodded. “Sometimes you can’t squeeze the dumpling skins, or they’ll tear.”

Shen Qiuhua smiled at the two, saying, “You two just need to learn how to wrap them better.”

The two nodded and decided to help make dumplings more often next time. They knew they could wrap dumplings as good as Su Binglan if they practiced more.

Luo Jin’am could also make dumplings well. He made them quickly and wrapped them beautifully. He had made as many dumplings as the family, but it was strange that he could do it so well from the start.

Su Wenwu and Su Wenxiu were curious about how their brother-in-law could make the glutinous rice balls so well. However, they knew Luo Jin’an was intelligent and seemed to be able to do everything well.

None of the Su family members could overlook Luo Jin’an’s existence, even if he remained silent.

Moreover, Su Wenxiu and Su Wenwu noticed their brother-in-law’s elegant movement when making the glutinous rice balls. They found it strange.

Su Fengmao asked Su Wenwu, “Is the shop ready?”

Su Wenwu had much to say about the shop. “Yes, it is. So many people were already queuing to buy multi-grain pancakes when I left the restaurant. They asked me what mala hotpot was and when I would open, so I told them.”

Shen Qiuhua laughed, “You’ll receive many customers tomorrow.”

She hoped her son’s shop would be famous, especially since he had worked hard to build it. Furthermore, Su Wenwu had gone to work early and returned late these past few days.

Su Wenwu said, “I’ll offer two free skewers to each customer tomorrow for them to taste. If they like the mala flavor, theyll return to eat more.”

Su Wenzhe nodded. “Free samples are a good and effective sales method.”

He also offered his customers free samples when he first started selling tofu. He did the same when opening his haggis soup restaurant.

Su Wenwu agreed, “Yeah, 1 can compensate for the free samples, even if only one out of ten customers return for more. Also, the Lantern Festival is tomorrow.

“The villagers will be out celebrating, so I expect a large crowd to try my food.

I’ll set off firecrackers at the entrance and hire people to promote my restaurant.

“Also, the restaurant’s name is Su Mala Hotpot. They’ll know the food is delicious when they see our family’s name on the signboard.”

Su Binglan looked at him admiringly and said, “Your businesses are doing exceptionally well now.”

“No, no, I learned it all from you.” Su Wenwu was grateful to his sister.

Su Binglan sincerely praised him, “l did nothing for your many other hotpot restaurants. You did all that yourself. You thought of how to expand and run the restaurants. It shows you already know new methods of doing business.”

She knew Su Wenwu was intelligent, but it depended on whether or not he was willing to push himself to greater heights. For example, he considered opening another restaurant after trying the mala hotpot, which was an excellent idea.

‘At least Third Brother is willing to expand and broaden his horizons. He didn’t get lazy, even after opening several hotpot restaurants.’

Su Wenwu never considered slowing down and continued to work hard. He never dared to slack off, especially when he recalled his terrible experience working at the bodyguard agency.

His sister’s praise lifted his spirits. He said, “I’ll always do my best, Sister. If

Su l s Mala Hotpot does well, I’ll open more elsewhere.”

“Sure,” Su Binglan nodded, “The spicy hotpot restaurant will be perfect. Don’t worry, Third Brother. Also, it’s next to the multi-grain pancake shop, so more people will go there too.”

When Su Wenzhe heard that, he said, “It’s just like what you said about the food street. People will naturally think of the food street whenever they want something delicious.

“If they initially considered eating something specific but see something else along the way, they might consider the latter instead. I remember you saying that last time.’

Su Binglan smiled at Su Wenzhe, “That’s right, Big Brother. That’s why I plan to open a gourmet shop near Old Madam Yangs shop on that street..”

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