"While the shepherd’s purse isn’t too tough yet, let’s make a dish for everyone to try. Fresh dandelions are hard to get and we don’t have enough, so we’ll have shepherd’s purse to get a taste of spring."
"Hehe, then let’s hurry back. We’ve had a great time going out in the green today, and the food made it even better!"
Jia Dequan also stood up from his chair, chuckling as he said,
"If we have the chance in the future, we should come out often. The ingredients here are much fresher than the ones bought in supermarkets, and eating them is healthier too!"
At this time, Hu Zhihai had already found the host to settle the bill. It was unclear if it was because they thought all the dishes were made by Jiang Yu himself, or for some other reason, but that uncle handed Hu Zhihai a plastic bag full of something from his backyard.
Hu Zhihai opened it up and immediately smiled. The big bag was full of small bamboo shoots, still wet with mud!
Obviously, the uncle had gone to dig them up from the bamboo forest in his back mountain after lunch.
"These are treasures!"
Jia Dequan, seeing this, also grinned and said with a laugh,
"I didn’t even get a bite of Xiaojiang’s bamboo shoots stir-fry at lunch; it disappeared in an instant. If we take these back, everyone will be overjoyed!"
Seeing this, Jiang Yu intended to pay the uncle, but he stubbornly refused, waving his hands while stepping back, saying:
"No need to be polite, young friend. These are just things from our own backyard bamboo forest, they’re not worth much. We should be thanking you!
If it weren’t for you, my wife and I wouldn’t have been able to eat such delicious food for lunch today, far better than those big restaurants in the city.
If you want to come back here to play again, make sure to come to our house. I’ll prepare more good stuff for you to try!"
Seeing this, Jiang Yu had no choice but to give up, thanking the uncle repeatedly and promising to return if he had the chance.
After chatting a bit, the group took that bag of fresh mountain bamboo shoots and drove back to Jiang University.
By the time they returned to the Seventh Dining Hall, it was already four in the afternoon. Hu Zhihai and the others all went to the first-floor kitchen. No doubt, that chubby guy must have gone to show off to Lu Shuwu.
Having eaten so much good food today, how could he resist boasting about it?
Jiang Yu, on the other hand, went up to Room 7 on the second floor. He initially thought no one would be there, but to his surprise, there was still a server at the service desk. Seeing him, the young lady quickly stood up and greeted him nervously:
"Senior Brother Jiang, you’re back?"
"Yeah, we’re back."
Jiang Yu smiled at her and casually asked, "Are you in charge of the private room reservations today? How’s it going?"
"Yes, there’ve been a lot of calls. The phone was already ringing when I got here."
The young lady had a slightly incredulous look on her face, blinking as she said,
"Once I arrived, the calls were almost non-stop. Just as one call ended, another would come in, keeping me too busy to even take a sip of water.
By around eleven in the morning, the private rooms from Tuesday to Friday were fully booked. Calls kept coming in, so I told them all the private rooms for this week were booked and to call again next Monday to reserve."
"You’re doing a great job."
A smile appeared on Jiang Yu’s face, and he nodded, adding,
"You’ve worked hard today. You can take a day off tomorrow. Once the restaurant reservation software is ready, you won’t have to work so hard anymore."
Duan Yiming had mentioned to Jiang Yu earlier that developing the restaurant reservation software wasn’t too complicated, and using a template, it could be completed in about a month.
Just a few days ago, Duan Yiming called him to say the software had been developed, and after a few days of functional testing, if everything went well, it could be put to use.
By then, the second floor should no longer bear the harsh sound of phone rings, right?