Seeing Ding Yun set up her stall again, many old customers were quite surprised. After all, the original owner's skills were quite good, at least much better than others around. Her sudden disappearance meant they had to eat worse food for the past three months, making them quite nostalgic.
Not long after she set up.
Several people gathered around her stall.
Those who knew asked about her recovery, while those who didn't asked what happened and where she had been for the past three months. While asking, they made sure to emphasize they were the first and second to arrive and shouldn't be cut in line.
"I'll have the usual three items..."
"Mine is the regular ten yuan, just make it for me, and please don't add cilantro."
"I'll take two, just eggs and sausage."
"I want it spicy, put the hottest sauce you have."
"Hey, Sister Lin, where have you been these past three months? You know, it's almost summer break if you don't come back soon!"
"I know. Sister Lin had really bad luck recently. She was in a car accident and has been recovering since. I heard it from the teachers at school. Sister Lin, am I right?"
"That's right, that's right..."
Since people were asking, Ding Yun could only spare a moment to reply, giving her a nod of confirmation. This also allowed her to help explain, saving Ding Yun the trouble and not affecting her business.
"Oh my, that's truly terrible luck!"
"Yeah, who hit her? Did they catch them? And was there any compensation? I heard some people are incredibly wicked these days, they hit someone and don't pay compensation.
They drag it out with all their might.
As if they want to drag the person to death."
"I'm telling you, I heard about this from the school teachers too. Compensation isn't easy to get. The driver who caused the accident and the passenger next to him both died. Fortunately, Sister Lin was lucky and only suffered fractures, and hit her head.
But her vital organs weren't injured.
However, since they're dead, getting compensation is difficult, right? Not only is it hard for Sister Lin to get compensation, but I also heard that the family of the deceased are suing the insurance company and the car manufacturer. It will likely take a long time. When ordinary people encounter trouble, it's really difficult!"
"Who's to say it isn't? If nothing happens, it's fine. But as soon as something does happen, it's like crying out to heaven and earth to no avail. So, it's important to have connections!"
"Exactly. It's a shame I don't have any acquaintances in that regard, otherwise I would definitely not stand by and watch. I would have helped Sister Lin. But Sister Lin is also very lucky and blessed.
She will surely have good fortune in the future..."
If Ding Yun had simply reopened her stall to sell hand-grabbed pancakes, perhaps not so many people would have gathered. They would buy and leave, coming and going. It wouldn't have blocked her pancake stall so densely.
But now, not only was she selling hand-grabbed pancakes, but there was also a story to gossip about, so more and more people gathered. Some who were embarrassed also bought a pancake, and then listened with peace of mind.
A perfectly good pancake stall.
It was turned into something like a village gossip association.
As Ding Yun made the hand-grabbed pancakes, multigrain pancakes, egg pancakes, and stuffed egg pancakes that customers ordered, and handed them over, some people even started eating them on the spot.
The discussion topic of a few people then shifted to the pancakes.
"Hey, don't you think these pancakes taste better than before? Is it because they're freshly made and eaten on the spot?"
"I also think they taste better than before, but I've eaten them freshly made before. I think it might be the sauce. Sister Lin, did you change the sauce recipe?
It seems to taste better!"
"Could it be because you haven't eaten them for too long?"
"With the other two stalls next to us as a comparison, plus Sister Lin hasn't been here for over three months, it's normal to feel that her pancakes taste better. It's not that exaggerated!
Wait, no, no.
They genuinely taste better..."
"Do you all have to be so dramatic, acting like paid promoters? What's up, give me one too!"
"Dabao, let Mom have a taste too..."
With such high praise from some people, those who had only bought for their children and not for themselves couldn't help but curiously take a bite from their child's pancake.
Then, some nodded with satisfaction and ordered pancakes for themselves. Others thought about it but ultimately didn't buy, as dinner was already prepared and there was no need to spend the money.
With a comprehensive culinary skill level of four, which was at most an ordinary chef level, the deliciousness was limited.
It wasn't to the point of making people fall in love at first bite.
And that they couldn't live without these hand-grabbed pancakes.
But even so, Ding Yun's business improved significantly. Her pan was never idle. If she hadn't already prepared some semi-finished products at home, she would have been overwhelmed and couldn't have made so many pancakes.
However, this business was cyclical.
After the school rush, the crowd around quickly thinned. Some people, due to impatience and not having paid yet, simply said they didn't want them anymore.
They left in a hurry.
As a result, within just one hour, Ding Yun's business was basically over. Even if she continued to stay there, at most, a few scattered customers from nearby residential areas might come to buy.
Compared to the period right after school.
The business traffic was definitely worlds apart.
The original owner sometimes stayed there until nine or ten o'clock, specifically waiting for the senior high school students to finish their evening study sessions before they left school, which could add dozens more pancakes sold.
But Ding Yun's business wasn't very good today?
There were very few raw materials left. She would make two more pancakes for dinner when she got home, and that would be it. So, she didn't stay to wait any longer and directly pushed her food cart home. This way, she could also take over the task of looking after her daughter, giving her grandson more time to study and do homework.
Normally, when the original owner sold hand-grabbed pancakes there until nine or ten o'clock, her grandson would have to divide his attention to take care of her daughter. Only when they were in the first or second year of high school and the curriculum wasn't too tight could Liu Changan do this.
Once they started evening study sessions in their third year of high school.
Even if he wanted to help, he couldn't.
By the time Ding Yun arrived home, her grandson Liu Changan had already cooked some noodles and eaten them himself. He had even fed her aunt, and was now doing his homework in the small study.
The original owner's daughter, Liu Linxia, was only paralyzed, not mute. If there was anything she needed, she could shout loudly.
She didn't need constant personal care.
Moreover, she had been well taken care of over the years and was quite open-minded. Unlike some paralyzed patients who became hysterical after a few years and, unable to vent their anger on others, took out all their bad temper on their caregivers. Therefore, she was relatively easy to care for.
After Ding Yun returned and greeted them.
She began busy cleaning the food cart, the tools for the batter, and the tools for the sauces and condiments.
The original owner's food cart and the items on it looked cleaner and more hygienic than others, which was another reason why many people preferred to buy her hand-grabbed pancakes.
Ding Yun would naturally inherit this point as well.