The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

236: Hot

There were so many people and only twenty portions of cakes, so most people were destined not to be able to eat any.

After all the items were sold out, the clerk squeezed out with a big loudspeaker in his hand and sincerely apologized to the people in line.

"I'm so sorry everyone, we've sold out of all our grape steamed cakes today. If you came here just for this, you don't have to queue."

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately caused a lot of dissatisfaction.

“We’ve been queuing here for so long, and it’s gone before we even get through the door?”

"That's right, I even notified my friend to come buy it."

The crowd's dissatisfaction was soaring that many people even asked Jiuweizhai's chef to continue cooking.

"Tell the chef to hurry up. We came all the way here and waited in line for so long!"

"This big brother is right, don't try that hunger marketing trick, just do it now!"

Hearing this, one of the chefs who was observing the situation in the dark raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

They are not engaging in hunger marketing. If they have enough raw materials, they wouldn't do this.

This is the first time that such a popular scene has appeared, and they also want all customers who come here to get what they want and go home with grape steamed cakes.

But the water for kneading the dough was gone, and the taste would be much worse if ordinary water was used. There was really no other way, so they chose to turn the customer away.

There is too much discontent among the masses.

But the waiter kept apologizing outside with a loudspeaker, and gradually their arrogance subsided.

"I'm really sorry everyone. Our store is definitely not engaging in starvation marketing. We are really out of stock due to a lack of raw materials. I hope everyone can understand us."

I don't know how many times I've said this, my voice is almost hoarse.

It was not until Mr. Qian heard the news that he came out from the back with a cane and personally apologized and explained to the customers queuing there.

He was old, still wearing an apron, and said that he was the owner of Jiuweizhai. Naturally, his words were more convincing than the waiter just now.

His attitude was very sincere, and most people would find it difficult to stay angry when they saw this.

In the end, everyone's tone softened a bit and they began to ask Mr. Qian about the matter.

"You said you're out of raw materials. If you can get enough, will you still continue to do it?"

Mr. Qian nodded.

If they could get the grapes from Lao Fu, they would naturally make another batch.

"Then quickly ask your employees to purchase the raw materials. We'll come back here after get off work this afternoon!"

"Yes, hurry up and purchase the raw materials!"

"If you make any this afternoon, you must wait until we get off work before selling them, or you can make more and not do it like at noon."

Upon hearing this request, Mr. Qian looked a little embarrassed.

This raw material is not a question of whether to purchase it or not. It would be great if it were that simple.

He knew Old Fu too well. When he saw the precious look on his face when he came with the basket of grapes, he knew that these grapes were not easy to get.

I was planning to ask him for grapes on the eve of the state banquet. If I ask for them now just for these few pieces of grape steamed cakes, how will he be able to bring himself to ask for them later?

It's so embarrassing!

Everyone saw the embarrassment on his face, but they all stood there stubbornly.

They looked like they wouldn't leave until the boss agreed.

This put Mr. Qian in a dilemma and extremely embarrassed.

He now represents Jiuweizhai. If he promises these people but fails to get it by tonight, wouldn’t it have a serious impact on Jiuweizhai’s reputation?

At this time, in a passing car that was picking up children.

The delicate little girl leaned against the car window and exclaimed in surprise when she saw the crowd of people outside.

She called out to the people next to her, her little voice excited, "Uncle, look, there are so many people~"

After hearing Qingqing's words, Xiao Su looked outside and saw a long queue of people outside.

"What's going on here? I haven't heard anything about it."

His eyes moved forward along the line of people, and his attention was drawn to the plaque of Jiuweizhai.

"Wait a minute, stop the car by the roadside."

Hearing this, the driver glanced at the side of the road.

This place is full, there is no parking space left.

He had no choice but to drive a little further forward.

Jiuweizhai has many branches in the capital, but Xiao Su knows that this is its head office.

"Why are there so many people lining up? Did Jiuweizhai come up with some particularly delicious dim sum?"

Rubbing the little boy's head, Xiao Su instructed the bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat, "Adong, go see what they are buying."

If it was really some particularly delicious snack, he would buy some for Qingqing to try.

Bodyguard Adong got out of the car and randomly stopped a passerby who was queuing.

After asking clearly, he returned to the car and reported to Xiao Su.

"They said Jiuweizhai made a delicious grape steamed cake today, and everyone is lining up to buy it."

"Delicious?" Xiao Su looked at the long queue and nonchalantly withdrew his gaze. "Let's buy delicious food."

Looking at the number of doors in front of him, he asked the driver to drive around and to the back door.

There was no one outside the back door. Apart from a few acquaintances and staff members of Jiuweizhai, very few people knew about it, so there were few cars parked here.

When the car door opened, there was indeed a smell of steamed cake wafting in.

Faint, like a wisp of smoke.

Smelling this smell, Qingqing felt a little hungry. She stretched out her hand to Xiao Su, "Uncle, I want to go too~"

Xiao Su carried her out of the car and walked in through the back door.

Several chefs who were discussing a solution inside saw someone walk in. They thought it was a customer who was queuing outside to buy pastries, so they stood up nervously and tried to chase the person away.

But the next moment, they saw Xiao Su clearly.

One of the oldest people who had been here a long time recognized him.

"Mr. Xiao?"

"It's me." Xiao Su walked closer and introduced the Qingqing in his arms to them, "This is my Qingqing."

When they heard the name Qingqing, they subconsciously felt that it sounded familiar, as if they had heard it somewhere before.

Xiao Su glanced at the expressions on their faces and asked jokingly, "Business is so booming outside, but I see that none of you look happy."

Several people looked at each other, smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Xiao, are you looking for the boss? He is at the door of the store now. I will call him for you."

The man who spoke turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Xiao Su.

"No, I'm not here to see Uncle Qian."

Xiao Su said, "I just heard outside that you guys are selling a delicious grape steamed cake. It's been praised so much, so I want to buy some."

When they heard that they were here again for the grape steamed cake, the expressions on their faces became even more complicated.

"Mr. Xiao, the grape steamed cake you mentioned is sold out. There are only 30 servings in total, and we didn't eat any of them."

This is a bit exaggerated. Even chefs like them can’t eat the pastries they make?

Out of curiosity, Xiao Su asked, "Why don't you make more and leave some for yourselves?"

"You don't know, this morning, Mr. Fu came with a basket of grapes, saying he wanted to make a small cake for his granddaughter, and he also gave us some grapes."

When he heard this, Xiao Su's expression froze.

Uncle Fu? He did send a basket of grapes back this morning.

The chef continued, "When our boss was using grape skins to color the food, he also used the remaining water to make grape steamed cakes. This is the one you want to buy."

"As soon as the steamed cake was ready, the aroma spread immediately, and the customers were naturally attracted and started to ask the store staff about it."

Originally they wanted to sell the first basket, as there was still some water left and they could continue making it.

But I didn't expect it to be so attractive. In less than half an hour, the outside had become like this.

To put it bluntly, it's just like the scene of providing porridge to refugees in ancient times.

No, the refugees were more orderly than their guests.

After hearing what they said, Xiao Qingqing leaned close to Xiao Su's ear without saying a word and asked in a soft baby voice.

"Uncle, is the old man he mentioned grandpa?"