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The daughter hesitated and said, "This restaurant was my mother's dowry, but after a few years, when my mother became pregnant with you, her health was not good, and she didn't have the energy to manage it anymore, so she handed the restaurant over to your Second Uncle's family to run."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but think of my mother in the real world. I remember when I was young, I only remember seeing a scar on my mother's lower abdomen. I grabbed my mother's sleeve and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with your stomach? Does it hurt? Linlin, blow on it for you."
Mother held my little hand and touched my still round little head, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."
I looked at the scar on my mother's belly and tears streamed down my face. My mother quickly hugged me and said, "It's okay, don't cry, little Linlin. This place doesn't hurt anymore, see?" I touched the scar on my mother's belly and sobbed, "Mom, you're lying, Linlin's scar still hurts." My mother smiled and caressed my cheek, " Linlin, do you know, this scar is my happiest memory. Because if it weren't for this scar, Linlin wouldn't exist in this world. So, Mom doesn't feel any pain at all."
I fell asleep slowly in my mother's arms as she told me those stories. " Linlin, Linlin," the sound brought me back to reality. I held my mother's hand tightly and whispered, "It's okay, I just feel that you've worked so hard."
Mother gently stroked my hand and said, "Silly child, I am not suffering. I am very happy." I furrowed my brow, held my mother's hand, and asked softly, "How are Second Uncle and the others managing the restaurant now?" Mother sighed and continued, "After Second Uncle and the others took over, the restaurant business did indeed thrive for a while. But gradually, they began to neglect the taste and price of the dishes, only focusing on immediate profits. The number of customers decreased, and the business became worse."
"Why don't you take back the management rights?" I asked.
Mother shook her head, "I've tried, but it didn't work out, so I gradually let it go."
Upon hearing this, anger surged within me. How could they treat Mother's hard work like this? I decided to have a 'talk' with them. Second Uncle
os: Of course, it's important to let these NPCs know the power of this developer. Hey, speaking of which, why did I design such an annoying NPC, sigh!
"Mom, don't worry, I'll go talk to Second Uncle," I said firmly, "This restaurant is your dowry, and it originally belonged to our family. It can't be ruined by them like this."
When my mom heard my words, a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.
"Child, you have really grown up," mother's voice carried a hint of emotion, "But you must remember, people's hearts are unpredictable. Second Uncle and the others may not necessarily listen to you. And even if they are willing to change, it will take time and effort to get the restaurant back on track."
I nodded, already having a clearer plan in mind. I deeply understood that to revitalize the restaurant, it would not only require communication with Second Uncle and the others, but also my personal involvement in its operation and management.
"Mother, I understand," I replied, "I will first have a good talk with Second Uncle and the others. If they are not willing to change, then I will take over the restaurant myself. I will personally cook, improve the quality of the dishes and the level of service, and regain the trust and love of the customers."
My mother listened to my words, her eyes filled with contentment and anticipation. "I believe in you, my child," she said with a smile. "You have always been my pride."
I stood up, ready to go talk to Second Uncle. I knew it would be a difficult negotiation, but I was prepared. I wanted to make Second Uncle (these NPCs) understand that this restaurant was not just a business, but also my mother's hard work (and of course, most importantly, the game I developed, I call the shots).
As I walked out the door, I took a deep breath, feeling the cool breeze brushing against my face.
I walked with determined steps towards Second Uncle and their room. Along the way, my mother's words and gaze kept replaying in my mind, giving me endless strength and courage.
When I entered Second Uncle's room, the whole family was sitting together, discussing the town's gossip. Seeing me come in, they all looked surprised. I took a deep breath and went straight to the point, saying, " Second Uncle, Second Auntie, I know the current situation of the restaurant is not good, but I hope you can hear me out."
I elaborated on the importance of the restaurant to my mother and its significance to our family. I told them that the restaurant is not just a business, but it also carries my mother's hard work and memories. I expressed my hopes and plans for the future of the restaurant, including personally cooking, improving the quality of the dishes, and enhancing the level of service.
When I was about to continue speaking in detail, second aunt interrupted me. second aunt frowned and said in a slightly displeased tone, "Xiaoyu, we understand what you're saying, but things in the business world are not as simple as you imagine. The restaurant business is not doing well, and we are all worried. But for you to personally cook and improve the quality of the dishes, isn't that too naive? You, an unmarried girl, what do you know about cooking?"
I frowned, trying to suppress the anger in my heart, and calmly replied, " second aunt, I know I am young and inexperienced. But I have confidence and determination to learn and improve. The restaurant is my mother's hard work, and I cannot bear to see it deteriorate like this. I will study under a master and continuously improve my cooking skills and service level."
second aunt disdainfully curled her lips and said, "Sounds nice, but do you think running a restaurant is as simple as cooking and serving dishes? Without experience and resources, what makes you think you can succeed? I think you'd better not waste your efforts, lest you end up with nothing in the end."
Her words pierced my heart like needles, but I didn't give up. I took a deep breath and firmly looked at second aunt, saying, " second aunt, I know this path is difficult, but I am willing to try and bear the risk of failure. The restaurant is my mother's hard work, and I cannot stand by and do nothing. I will use my actions to prove my determination and ability."
Seeing the tension, Second Uncle quickly intervened, "Alright, alright, we are all family. Let's give our niece a chance to try. Maybe she can really bring about some new changes."
second aunt heard Second Uncle's words, her face became even darker. She glared at me, then turned to Second Uncle and sharply said, "You're good at pretending to be a good person. How could you agree to her so easily? She's just a little girl, what does she know about running a restaurant? If you let her handle it, who knows what kind of mess she'll make of the restaurant!"
Second Uncle furrowed his brow, trying to calm second aunt's anger, " second aunt, you can't say that. Our niece is also acting out of filial piety, wanting to do something for the restaurant. We should give her a chance to see if she can bring some new changes."
But second aunt was relentless. She stood up, pointing at me, "A chance? What qualifications does she have to ask for a chance? The restaurant belongs to all of us, not just her! If she really wants to help, then she should first show us some real skills!"
I was infuriated by second aunt's words (I'm so angry, why did I create this NPC second aunt in the first place), but I also understand that I can't act impulsively at this moment. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, and then say, " second aunt, I know I lack experience now, but I can learn. I can find professional chefs to learn from, and also study the knowledge of restaurant management. As long as you are willing to give me this opportunity, I will definitely not let you down."
However, second aunt remains unmoved. She coldly snorts, "Hmph, learn? Do you think you can become a great chef in a few days? Restaurant management is not that easy! I think you'd better not talk big here, so as not to embarrass yourself in the end!"
Second Uncle sees us getting more and more agitated, quickly stands up, and tries to separate us, "Alright, alright, stop arguing. Niece, you go back first, we'll discuss this matter again."
I gave second aunt a glare and then turned away. I knew that the argument was far from over. (After all, dealing with these NPCs requires unconventional methods.)
The next morning, I woke up early with a plan in mind. Although second aunt's words from last night made me uncomfortable, I decided to respond in a more clever and subtle way.
First, I visited several famous restaurants in town to observe their management and food quality. I carefully noted their strengths and weaknesses, intending to draw inspiration and make improvements in the operation of my own restaurant.
Then, I returned to the restaurant and began to set a trap for second aunt. I didn't directly confront her, but instead chose a more subtle approach.
Before the first rays of sunlight entered the restaurant in the morning, I had already started my plan. I deliberately tampered with some inconspicuous corners between the busy kitchen and dining area.
First, I noticed a row of tables and chairs near the window. These tables and chairs were originally neatly arranged, but with my "careful" adjustments, they became somewhat disorganized. Some chairs were placed askew, as if someone had hastily gotten up and left; some tables were slightly tilted, and the tableware on them was not placed in the center as usual.
Next, I walked towards the area where the tableware was placed. Here, various types of tableware were usually arranged for guests to use during their meals. I intentionally stacked some plates in a disorderly manner, creating a precarious appearance; some glasses were placed haphazardly on the trays, without being sorted by size or shape.
I also paid special attention to the decorative details of the restaurant. I slightly adjusted the angle of the paintings hanging on the wall, making them appear less symmetrical; I also moved the flowers in the vase on the table slightly, giving the entire tabletop a somewhat disorganized look.
These seemingly insignificant flaws are often overlooked in the daily operation of the restaurant. However, for an observant guest, these details are enough to influence their impression of the entire restaurant. When guests walk into the restaurant and see these disorderly scenes, they may feel that the restaurant lacks management and may even begin to doubt the quality of the food.
Of course, my intention in doing this was not to truly make the restaurant chaotic, but rather to make second aunt realize the importance of details in running a restaurant. I believe that only when she personally experiences the impact of these details on the impression of the guests, will she pay more attention to the management of the restaurant.
I am well aware that this behavior is somewhat morally questionable, but considering the urgent situation of the restaurant and second aunt's stubborn attitude, I decided to take a more direct yet subtle approach to get her attention.
During a break in second aunt's busy kitchen schedule, I quietly slipped into her work area. Her dishes have always been one of the restaurant's specialties, but lately, due to a lack of innovation and neglect in seasoning, they have gradually lost their former charm.
I carefully opened her commonly used seasoning bottle and sprinkled a small amount of the special seasoning powder I had prepared in advance into it. This seasoning itself did not have a strong taste, but when mixed with second aunt's dishes, it would create a subtle chemical reaction, making the taste of the dishes somewhat indescribable.
I noticed that second aunt was fully focused on preparing the next dish, so I took the opportunity to quickly leave the kitchen. Although my heart was racing, my mind was unusually calm. I knew that doing this might lead to some negative reviews for the restaurant, but I also believed that it was a necessary means to make second aunt realize the seriousness of the problem.
Sure enough, before long, customers began to complain about the strange taste of the dishes. They reported to the waiters that today's dishes had a strange texture and were different from before. After hearing these complaints, second aunt walked into the kitchen with a serious expression and began to inspect her dishes one by one.
I stood aside, observing her reaction. When she finally took a bite of the dish she had made herself, her expression instantly became complicated. She furrowed her brow, clearly noticing the change in the taste of the dish.
I knew that my plan had succeeded halfway. Now, I just needed to wait for second aunt's reaction and hope that she could learn from it, realizing the importance of managing a restaurant.
Seeing second aunt's confusion and unease, I didn't directly reveal the truth. Instead, I took the opportunity to offer her my suggestions, such as improving the management of the restaurant and enhancing the quality of the dishes. Although second aunt was still hesitant, as the restaurant's business continued to decline, she also began to realize the seriousness of the problem.
In the end, she agreed to my suggestion and was willing to cooperate with me to improve the restaurant's operation. In this way, I successfully tripped up second aunt, but also made her realize the seriousness of the problem. We started working together to improve the restaurant's operation.
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