Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 136 - 136 136 Fierce Aunt Opens a Shop (2)_1

Chapter 136: Chapter 136 Fierce Aunt Opens a Shop (2)_1 Chapter 136: Chapter 136 Fierce Aunt Opens a Shop (2)_1 Lady Yang, a senior family member, was naturally unable to let things slide after being scolded by a girl of just about ten, and with her mother also siding with her own daughter and not intervening at all, Lady Yang was even more furious.

On the spot, she pressured Lin Jiaxin to divorce his wife!

Fortunately, Lin Jiaxin adored his wife and volunteered to move out of the old family home, which gradually began to cool the relationship with his mother, Lady Yang.

Speaking of which, her aunt’s ability to see through the true faces of those people so clearly was indeed an invaluable contribution.

It’s just that, ever since then, her aunt had sworn never to marry nor to have children.

Grandma thought it was just angry words spoken in the heat of the moment.

Yet, years had gone by, and she truly refused to engage in talks of marriage.

Whenever a matchmaker came to the door, she promptly and fiercely sent them packing.

There was one time a plump matchmaker was driven away without face, cursing that she would end up an old maid and die alone.

Far from getting angry, her aunt actually laughed, hands on hips, and loudly said to the matchmaker at the door, “Listen to me, I would rather die an old maid in my own home than marry one of those stinky men you’re talking about!

These stinky men don’t want a wife at all, they clearly just want someone to warm their bed and bear children!

If you don’t have kids, you live in constant fear; if you do have kids, you have to worry whether it’s a boy!

If you can’t bear a son, you’re always anxious about possibly being divorced!

Hmph, in the future, you better all be smart enough not to come proposing marriage to me!

If you dare to come again, beware that I might grab an iron shovel handle and shovel you out!”

Although she hadn’t witnessed this fierce scene with her aunt in person, just imagining the way she cursed made one’s blood boil.

Lin Yuan’s lips curled up slightly, full of anticipation for this aunt she had yet to meet.

Lin Fugui had to rush to the town with an ox cart to pick up people and left after staying for a while.

Lin Jiaxin had just broken ties with the other side that day and was in no mood to teach Lin Changqing the craftsmanship, which conveniently gave Lin Yuan an opportunity.

With time pressing, she needed to start working right away.

Lin Wei and Xiao Linshuang were responsible for cleaning up the tofu that had been destroyed in the yard while Aunt Wang and Lan Hua started soaking the soybeans.

Then Lin Yuan added oil and sugar to the purchased five-nut mooncake filling and handed it over to Aunt Wang and her daughter to stir-fry evenly.

She herself went to knead the dough to prepare for making mooncakes.

As for Lin Changqing, he went home to cook red beans.

Since Lin Yuan’s house had only one stove eye, already in use for stir-frying the five-nut filling, there was really no place to cook the red beans.

Moreover, the red beans had been soaked for a long time and were about to sprout.

There was no alternative but to trouble Lin Changqing.

Cooking beans wasn’t technically demanding, and soon he returned with the cooked beans.

Next up was the most physically demanding task of mashing the beans, naturally assigned to Lin Changqing, the only man.

It took the group an entire afternoon just to finish the preparation work.

The five-nut filling and red bean paste were ready, and Lin Yuan had kneaded two large basins of dough; whether it was enough for two hundred mooncakes or not would only be known the next day.

Dinner was noodles; plenty of fresh beef soup was left from the beef and potatoes stewed at noon, perfect for boiling noodles.

After an afternoon of regrouping, Lin Jiaxin’s mood had significantly improved by dinner time, and Lin Yuan chatted with her father about the inscription on the mooncake molds while eating.

“Dad, I want to add a few words to the mooncake molds.

Can you do that for me?”

When it came to his daughter’s mooncake business, Lin Jiaxin was somewhat delighted: “You underestimate your dad’s craftsmanship.

Why wouldn’t I be able to add them?

Tell me, what words do you want to add?”

Seeing her father smiling, Lin Yuan chuckled softly, “Hehe, I just knew Dad was the best.

I asked Brother Changqing to help me this afternoon, and he looked as worried as could be.

It’s not even that many characters; I was thinking of adding ‘Rice Flower Fragrance’ beside the mooncakes.”

“Rice Flower Fragrance?

What’s that?” Upon hearing their daughter mention this, not only Lin Jiaxin but also Lady Liu and the two younger sisters put down their chopsticks curiously looking at Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan simply put down her chopsticks and looked at her family seriously, speaking with interest, “I have a plan.

Once I make the Jin family’s business successful and earn some silver, I’ll lease a shop in town.

Then, after hiring a few workers, we’ll be small business owners too.”

Opening a shop and becoming the boss?

For the family, this seemed like a distant dream, yet Lin Yuan spoke of it so easily.

Lady Liu, somewhat worried that her daughter was getting ahead of herself and that it might lead to trouble, cautioned, “Da Ya, opening a shop is no small matter.

Even though our family now has a way to make money, your mother still feels it’s best to be cautious.”

“Hmm, Dad thinks so too.” Lin Jiaxin frowned and thought about it, but he actually quite agreed with his daughter’s idea, “However, I think the variety of mooncakes Da Ya has made is quite impressive; opening a shop might just find us a market.

Also, if we really open a shop, let’s not make it too big.

Start small: just selling mooncakes won’t work unless it’s a festival or something.

Who’s going to eat them then?”

Seeing her father support her idea, Lin Yuan suddenly became more enthusiastic and began calculating excitedly, “Yeah, Dad’s right.

The shop doesn’t need to be too big, but it should be exquisite and clean, since we are in the food business after all.

Ideally, it would also have a yard for making things.

I’ve even thought of a name for the shop: Rice Flower Fragrance.

Dad adding those three words to the mooncake molds is meant to promote our future shop.

Our shop will sell various pastries, like mooncakes, twisted dough strips, and over time we’ll develop other new types as well, like wedding cakes and egg cakes.

I’m also thinking about introducing a series of specialty foods, and we’ll need to make more molds of different styles.

Whenever someone in town has a birthday for their kids or a wedding, they’ll come to our shop to buy the celebratory cakes.”

The more everyone listened to Lin Yuan laying out her plans, the brighter their eyes sparkled.

It turned out there were so many possibilities with opening a shop—celebratory cakes, egg cakes; just the names alone were enough to make mouths water.

All of Xiao Linshuang’s attention was focused on the various pastries her big sister was talking about, to the point where she even forgot to eat the noodles in her hand as she gazed at her sister with wide eyes, “Big sister, big sister, will you make me celebratory cakes for my birthday too?

Will you, please?”

“Of course!” Lin Yuan said with a smile, patting her little sister’s head.

“I’ve got to get the shop up and running for our little Shuanger, don’t I?”

Lin Jiaxin and Lady Liu both burst into laughter, causing the little girl to blush brightly.

Indeed, a family with a food lover truly has a treasure!

With Xiao Linshuang, the little foodie, how could their family’s shop not attract business?