Xiaofeng had no choice but to accept the order and drink it down.
Prime Minister Gao’s cooking skills were truly unmatched. It had been a while since he had tasted the old master’s cooking, so he ate quite a bit more.
Yan Junmei also felt a bit full tonight.
Ye Cheng was fine though, over the past three years, it was basically his grandfather who cooked. When it came down to it, he was the one who benefited most from his grandfather’s culinary skills.
When they returned to their small courtyard, Xiaofeng touched the Silver Lock in Dabao’s hand, "Have you ever asked Grandpa if it’s suitable for you to have children now?"
"Did my mom say something to you?"
"Mom said she hopes I can have a child with you, I can understand her feelings." It seemed that Ye Cheng had perhaps made his health issues sound worse than they were.
If that had not been the case, Yan Junmei would not have been so teary every time the topic of children came up.
"There’s no rush for that," Ye Cheng was indifferent, "It has to be left to fate anyway, and besides, you just gave birth. If you were to get pregnant again, it would definitely take a toll on your body. Let’s wait a little longer."
Hearing his words, Xiaofeng did not say anything more, "Gao Fangzhou and Lele might come over these days. We still need them for computer operation training."
Lele was quite clever; last time she casually mentioned that they should register a company and both Fangzhou and she actually went ahead with it.
They were two young men with a lot of drive.
Ye Cheng knew that she was now busy with the preparations for the supermarket opening, "With so much work, can you handle it all by yourself?"
"I’m doing fine. I’m a capable woman, a bit of work won’t stump me." Mainly because she was backed by her experience from her previous life.
Yuan Junkai, after looking for a job for a while, came to Xiaofeng again. By now, he had missed two meals and was looking listless and extremely hungry.
Xiaofeng, seeing him , advised, "Big brother Yuan, you might as well go back and apologize to your parents, admit your mistakes. You’ve lost weight in just a few days. If Auntie saw you , she’d be heartbroken. Besides, what Uncle said that day, it was just talk; you can’t take it seriously."
"Stop pretending to be a good person to me, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have fallen to this sorry state." Yuan Junkai glared at Xiaofeng viciously, "Why are you so mean? Are you jealous of our family’s happiness?"
If Su Xiaofeng hadn’t refused to cancel the lease, he and his family wouldn’t have fallen out.
"Alright, I won’t play the good person then, you can do whatever you wish." Xiaofeng shrugged, then took out a packet of pancakes and began to eat.
Pancakes with crispy dough sticks were very popular in the Imperial Capital, and she couldn’t resist the temptation, so she bought one to satisfy her cravings.
Watching Xiaofeng eat the pancake carelessly in front of him, Yuan Junkai swallowed hard, feeling even hungrier in his stomach.
So hungry, really hungry.
He stepped forward, "Forget it, I don’t want to argue with you anymore. Just give me something to eat, and I’ll work for you."
"But what can you do? Carry goods or sweep the floor?" Carriers were definitely needed, and so were cleaners.
"Who can’t sweep floors?" It was just sweeping; he made it sound like a big deal. With that, he picked up a broom and started to sweep.
As he swept, dust filled the air.
The interior decorator inside complained, "Hey, couldn’t you sprinkle some water before you sweep? With all this dust, you’re making us eat it."
Yuan Junkai looked at the ground and then at the broom in his hand, feeling like crying without tears and drained of strength. It seemed like he couldn’t even sweep the floor properly, no wonder those restaurants didn’t want him.
Xiaofeng, seeing his state, felt like laughing but thought it might not be very kind to laugh out loud at that moment, so she handed him another pancake with crispy dough sticks, "Here, have one. But are you serious about the sweeping offer?"
Starting from the bottom as a cleaner was his own suggestion.
"I’ll work as a loader for you. I think I’ve still got some strength in me." It seemed that sweeping wasn’t considered physical work, so he’d rather work as a loader.
"I think you ride the motorcycle well; are you interested in driving?" Xiaofeng observed his genuine desire to work.
"I can drive. Are you suggesting I help you transport goods?" Yuan Junkai didn’t understand the point of Xiaofeng’s question.
He preferred riding a motorcycle over driving, but of course, if needed to drive, he could as well.
The question was, did Su Xiaofeng even have a vehicle?
"I have a business proposition for a long-term partnership with you, if you’re interested," Xiaofeng beckoned him to sit opposite her, "I’ve opened a food factory back home and now I want to break into the market here in the Imperial Capital, but I’m short on help. If you’re willing to become my partner, then it would be quite simple."