Although Xia Shi has become extremely unreliable now, he still has the same determination as before. Once he decides to do something, he’ll throw himself into it just like with the little shop before. It seems Bi Xia’s stubbornness also comes from Xia Shi.
When Bi Xia groggily woke up and sluggishly managed to get dressed and freshen up before coming downstairs, she found Xia Shi had returned with a large bag of items. Xia Shi was also holding a phone, and his brisk vigor left Bi Xia momentarily stunned.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Bi Xia stepped over to Xia Shi’s side, took the bag, and looked inside at the account books, notebooks, ten boxes of pens, clips, folders, and more. "Why did you buy all these things?"
Xia Shi cheerfully replied to Bi Xia, "I thought about it all night last night. These items need to be prepared in advance. For example, recording accounts shouldn’t be done casually like before with a small notebook in the shop; it needs to be standardized!"
"Wow, Empress Dowager," Bi Xia raised his eyebrows at Xia Shi, "Who would have thought our Empress Dowager could come up with so much in just one night?"
Xia Shi said, "Well, of course. Don’t forget who I am, I’m the mother of the Emperor!"
Bi Xia clicked his tongue, "Forgive me for bursting your bubble, but when the time comes, everything will be electronic. This stuff..." He shrugged, "won’t be of much use."
"You little rascal, why didn’t you say that earlier!" Xia Shi reacted and raised his hand to hit Bi Xia, but the corner of his mouth held a resigned smile.
Bi Xia easily dodged, "Calm down, Empress Dowager. The main thing is you didn’t tell me you were going to buy these things. Next time at least discuss it with me."
Xia Shi rolled her eyes at Bi Xia and snorted arrogantly, then walked into the kitchen and took out a carton of milk, putting it on the table, "This is your breakfast today."
Bi Xia: "...Mom, is there a mother this tough on her child..."
"In a bad mood, the chef went on strike today." Xia Shi snorted again and looked at Bi Xia.
Bi Xia helplessly rubbed his forehead, came to Xia Shi’s side, and coughed lightly, "How bold! Our Empress Dowager is so smart and awesome, whatever she says is right! All those electronic devices are empty! Manual accounting is the real deal!"
Speaking, he glanced at Xia Shi, squeezed Xia Shi’s shoulders, "Right, Mommy~?"
Xia Shi hummed proudly, somewhat smugly, "You’re smart."
Bi Xia sighed, "Alas, I feel exhausted. Clearly, I helped someone prepare so much, but breakfast... right, still not having any."
"Oh my, that annoying person didn’t make breakfast for my girl," Xia Shi stood up with a smile and didn’t feel the least bit embarrassed. She gently pinched Bi Xia’s cheek, saying cheerfully, "Good Xiaxia, Mommy will make your breakfast right now."
Watching Xia Shi dash into the kitchen, Bi Xia: ...
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Bi Xia suddenly remembered something and shouted to Xia Shi in the kitchen, "Mom, did Grandpa have any apprentices or the like?"
"No, why?" Xia Shi replied.
Bi Xia frowned slightly. Tsk, here lies the problem.
"What’s up?" Xia Shi poked her head out and asked.
Bi Xia beckoned her over, "Mom, if we open a restaurant, there’s no way you can be the only chef. We definitely need to hire new chefs, but since we’re making Xia Family cuisine, it must be authentic. However, if we teach those chefs, I’m worried Grandpa won’t agree."
"Are you suggesting the chefs learn how to make Xia Family cuisine?" Xia Shi blinked at Bi Xia. "Then let them learn."
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"Don’t worry, your Grandpa won’t mind," Xia Shi chuckled, "He’s eager for Xia Family cuisine to be spread around. Besides, do you really think Xia Family cuisine is that easy to learn? The key to Xia Family cuisine lies in its intricacy. By the time those chefs truly master it, we’d have already made a name for ourselves."
"Wow, quite an open-minded approach," Bi Xia raised an eyebrow. "Okay then, are you picking the chefs yourself or should I help you pick?"
Xia Shi thought for a moment, "I’ll do it. Leave the rest of the restaurant matters to me. Don’t worry... By the way, Xiaxia."
"Who helped us establish Xia Family cuisine? We should find an opportunity to thank them."
Bi Xia paused, red lips curving out of Xia Shi’s sight, "They are... X Group."