Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots
Chapter 270 - 270 270 Seeing the Scumbag Old Friend Again (8)_1

Chapter 270: Chapter 270: Seeing the Scumbag Old Friend Again (8)_1 Chapter 270: Chapter 270: Seeing the Scumbag Old Friend Again (8)_1 Lin Jiaxin was of course aware that Old Iron Head was just speaking hypothetically; had it been in the past, he might have truly considered it, but now, it was a different story altogether.

Thinking of Xia Zheng, who was always visiting his home, Lin Jiaxin couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth, “Old brother, you might as well give up on that idea, my daughter already has someone in mind!”

Old Iron Head of course knew that a marriage between the two families was impossible.

Rather than being upset, he became even more curious and asked in a hushed tone, “Already?

Whose son is it?

Let me tell you, your daughter is so outstanding that if it’s an average man, not just you, even I wouldn’t agree to it!”

“I assure you, you’ll agree!” Lin Jiaxin didn’t know that Xia Zheng and Lin Yuan had already pledged themselves to each other and even given tokens of their commitment.

Thus, he didn’t mention Xia Zheng’s name but this prospective son-in-law had his approval indeed.

As the old brothers were catching up, Lin Yuan and Xiao Linshuang took a seat at Sister Guizhi’s Liangpi stall.

It hadn’t been long since their last visit, and Sister Guizhi’s business had really grown by leaps and bounds.

Not to mention that the number of tables and chairs for customers had increased significantly, even the size of the stall had nearly doubled.

Moreover, Sister Guizhi had set up a large stove on the street to bake flatbreads and sesame cakes on the spot.

It wasn’t mealtime yet, so there weren’t many customers at the stall.

Guizhi was chatting with Lin Yuan while busily making flatbreads.

The so-called large stove was actually a big iron barrel filled with charcoal, topped with an iron plate that could be moved back and forth.

This was something Guizhi had come up with during her free time.

The iron plate could be used to bake sesame cakes, and the barrel was divided into several small compartments to keep the baked cakes warm.

Lin Yuan was full of praise for this little invention.

Previously, their aunt would bake the sesame cakes at home, and the next day her daughters-in-law would bring them to town to sell.

But now, with the weather cooling down, fewer people were buying the cold cakes, so she had started making them fresh on the spot.

Although this meant more work, the freshly baked hot cakes were loved even more by the customers.

Many were willing to queue up just to buy and taste one.

As her business kept growing, it wasn’t a long-term solution to keep setting up a street stall.

Turning to Sister Guizhi, who was busy baking the cakes, Lin Yuan said, “Sister, now that your business has grown so big, have you thought about leasing a shop and opening your own store?”

Guizhi quickly rolled a pre-made dough into a flat circle, added homemade oil, salt, and crushed sesame seeds into it, then rolled it back into a dough ball and flattened it into a pancake before placing it on the iron plate to bake.

Hearing Lin Yuan’s question, she looked up with a smile, “Well, you know, I’ve actually mentioned this to your Brother Ershuan.

But lately, he’s been busy making wheelchairs, and all the silver we’ve made has been spent on buying wood and materials.

Once he sells the wheelchairs and we have some surplus, we’ll lease a shop and stop running the stall.”

“Sister, if you’re short on silver, I have some, I can…”

Before Lin Yuan could finish, Guizhi quickly gestured with her hands, her expression serious, “Yuanyuan, you know I’m not mentioning this to borrow silver from you.”

Seeing Lin Yuan nod with a smile, Guizhi then lowered her head to flip the sesame cakes on the iron plate, continuing, “These past days, whenever I have time, I’ve been scouting the streets for a suitable shop.

According to your Brother Ershuan, we should lease two adjoining shops.

One for selling Liangpi and the other for selling wheelchairs.

I’ve got my eye on them; they’re at the head of the next street.

There’s a lot of foot traffic there, and mostly wealthy people, so selling wheelchairs would surely be a hit.”