Even though Gu Xiaoyou has such a carefree personality, passers-by feel weird when they see him.

With a shy smile on her face, she pushed the wooden cart all the way into the entrance of the barbecue shop.

As soon as I entered the barbecue shop, I received attention again.

The diners had already noticed the new scene and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Boss Gu, are you going to introduce new dishes?"

"Is there any need to try out the new dishes? I'm willing to come and try them."

"I'm also willing to try it. I have all the dishes and chopsticks ready."

"I'm sorry, it's not a new dish, it's not a new dish." Gu Xiaoyou laughed all the way and pushed the cart into the backyard.

The waiter from the barbecue shop saw this and came over to help: "Boss, the little one can push it."

"No, just open the door to the backyard for me." Gu Xiaoyou waved her hand and refused.

She wanted to push the cart into the backyard herself and watch their shocked expressions.

"Yes, little one, go and open the door right now." The waiter responded, walked quickly to the front, and opened the door to the backyard.

Gu Xiaoyou pushed the cart to the door, looked into the yard, and asked softly: "Have they all wrapped their dumplings?"

"Part of it has been wrapped and a few pots have been sent to the shop opposite." The waiter replied.

"Oh, have you tried it? Is it delicious?" Gu Xiaoyou inquired with a gossipy face.

"The little one hasn't eaten it yet, but it smells good." The waiter thought that Gu Xiaoyou was concerned about the dumplings, so he answered truthfully.

"It tastes good." Gu Xiaoyou touched his chin and then asked: "Compared to my medicinal food, which one is more delicious?"

"Ah?" The waiter was stunned and replied without knowing why: "Boss, your medicinal food smells better."

When Gu Xiaoyou heard the answer he wanted to hear, he happily patted the waiter on the shoulder: "Hey, that's good. Come over and eat during the lunch break later. I'll serve you some more meat."

"Okay, thank you, boss." The waiter was a little confused. He didn't know what he said to make Boss Gu so happy, but it was a good thing to eat more meat, and he returned to the lobby happily.

As soon as the man left, Gu Xiaoyou straightened his clothes, straightened his back, raised his head and chin, pushed the wooden cart, and walked towards the backyard with square steps.

In the backyard, the dumpling-making team was making the last batch of dumplings when they suddenly smelled the fragrant aroma.

Mrs. Tang sniffed and asked, "What smells so good?"

"It does smell good, it doesn't smell like roast duck." Mrs. Wu sniffed around and said.

Zhou and Zhixia nodded, they also smelled the fragrance.

The four of them looked around to find the source of the scent. Zhixia spotted Gu Xiaoyou at a glance: "Hey, why did the lady push the book club's cart here?"

"Yes." Mrs. Zhou poked her head out from the pavilion and looked into the car: "What's in the car is not books, but four bowls."

"It's really a bowl. There is one bowl on each floor." Mrs. Wu looked back: "The smell seems to be coming from the car."

"Let me take a look." Mrs. Tang stood up anxiously and walked towards Gu Xiaoyou.

"Boss, what did you bring here? Why does it smell so good?" Mrs. Tang circled the cart and asked curiously.

"Humph, I won't tell you." Gu Xiaoyou turned her head proudly, parked the car directly opposite the pavilion, and said to the handyman in the backyard: "Move the dining table over, bring the bowls and chopsticks, and tell everyone that lunch will be eaten in the backyard.

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"Okay." The handyman responded and quickly moved the dining table.

Gu Xiaoyou slowly placed the four soup bowls on the table one by one. The aroma of the soup became stronger. In order to show off her skill, she filled the bowls with plenty of ingredients, and the rich aroma spread in the yard.

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Not long after, the waiter and the soup chef who took their lunch break came to the backyard with their own bowls and chopsticks, and couldn't wait to sit down at the dining table.

Gu Xiaoyou pointed to the four bowls of food and introduced them one by one: "This bowl is a mutton stove. It has the effect of nourishing qi and blood and smoothing the blood vessels throughout the body. You should eat more when you work."

"This bowl is ginger duck. Ginger duck nourishes the stomach and strengthens the spleen, relaxes the muscles and activates blood circulation, soothes the liver and moisturizes the lungs. Guys who are making fire can eat more. You are always smelling smoke, which can remove the fire in the lungs."

"These two bowls are chicken stew soup. The sesame oil chicken is nourishing and a little spicy. The Siwu chicken soup is for nourishing blood and relieving pain. It will make your hands and feet warm when you drink it. I wish you a happy beginning of winter. Let's start eating."

After Gu Xiaoyou's introduction, everyone thanked them, immediately picked up their bowls and chopsticks, and each attacked the food in the big bowl.

They ate the food in their bowls with relish, making the members of the dumpling-making team ravenous.

Mrs. Tang left the pavilion and did not go back. Instead, she washed her hands, took her own bowls and chopsticks, and sat down at the dining table.

Just as she was about to take a spoon to pour Siwu Chicken Soup, Gu Xiaoyou protected the spoon: "Have you finished making the dumplings?"

"It will be finished soon." Mrs. Tang glanced at the pavilion and said: "There is still a little bit left. Please let me have a sip of soup and I will go over and help."

"Is my soup so good? Why don't you even make dumplings?" Gu Xiaoyou raised his eyebrows and asked with a teasing look on his face.

"I haven't had it yet." Mrs. Tang smiled and discussed, "Why don't you let me drink the soup and then evaluate it?"

"Drink." Seeing Mrs. Tang's eager face, Gu Xiaoyou said generously.

"Thank you, boss." Mrs. Tang picked up the spoon, filled a bowl of chicken soup, blew on the hot air, and couldn't wait to put it into her mouth to taste.

"How does it taste?" Gu Xiaoyou asked.

"It's very fresh and the chicken is very tender. Your craftsmanship is really good, boss." Mrs. Tang praised, giving two thumbs up.

Gu Xiaoyou pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "Now that I know that my skills are good, I was not allowed to make dumplings just now."

"Don't be the same as me." Mrs. Tang smiled coyly and hurriedly went to eat other food, fearing that she would be too late and Boss Gu wouldn't let her eat it.

The other members of the dumpling-making team noticed the commotion here and were afraid to get the same treatment as Mrs. Tang, so they dared not go to the table to eat.

After all, they are thin-skinned and are too embarrassed to sit there and eat like Mrs. Tang.

It was Gu Xiaoyou who called out compassionately: "Okay, you guys can come over and eat too, and we'll make dumplings later."

"Thank you, boss." Mrs. Wu blessed herself, washed her hands, and sat over.

"Thank you, Xiaoyou."

"Thank you, miss. I wish you a happy beginning of winter."

Zhixia and Mrs. Zhou thanked each other, happily sat down at the dining table, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and started eating.

Gu Xiaoyou held her chin and watched them eat for a while. She was afraid that the food in the bowl would get cold, so she went to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks and portioned out a portion.

She first gave a portion to Master Wu in the kitchen. Master Wu thanked him and simmered the duck soup while eating the meal given by the boss, feeling very happy.
Chapter completed!