Chapter 39 Daily Busyness

Soon, the bells of the steel mill began to ring.

More people rushed out, and everyone's goal was clear: to go straight to the lunch box stall.

Gang Lai said, "Give me one dollar for pig intestines, one dollar for spicy chicken feet, fifty cents for pickled radish, and pack me a lunch box for the rest!"

When people came later, they found that there were not many pig intestines left.

Everyone has a sense of crisis.

“Buy less in front!”

The people in front don’t care. After finally getting to the front of the line, they must buy what they want to eat.

I just packed 200 lunch boxes for the hardware accessories factory. A lot of the food has become less and has not been replenished yet.

The eldest sister, Shen Mei, was about to squeeze through the crowd to put new dishes on top: "Don't grab."

People don't listen to that, especially now that disposable lunch boxes have been added, making it more convenient to pack up.

I finally squeezed to the front, but I still feel like I missed out by buying only one!

Almost everyone has two servings of the base, one to eat when they get home and one in the evening.

As soon as the people here left, Shen Qingyue said, "The fat intestines are gone."

Those who bought the last few servings ran back to the cafeteria even faster, for fear that someone would spot them and snatch their food away!

Those who didn’t buy it frowned and asked, “How come it’s gone?”

Shen Qingyue said: "We're out of stock. Try something else, it's also delicious."

Shen Qingyue's words seemed to stimulate him, and he immediately said: "Then give me one dollar worth of chicken feet."

Chicken feet are also delicious when eaten cold, with a slightly spicy taste.

Especially some men, they always want to keep two of them to eat with drinks in the evening, but they end up not being able to keep them at all, and they are eaten as snacks before the afternoon.

Others, who were obviously helping others buy things, would start by saying, "Give me ten yuan for chicken feet. And ten boxed lunches. Oh, and the pickled radish is two yuan too."

Originally, the pickled radish was given as a gift, but these old customers were too supportive.

There is no way to give it as a gift.

The people queuing behind him stretched their necks to look, fearing that the dishes they liked would be sold out!

When it was finally my turn in the queue, I quickly listed what I wanted to buy, and my mouth seemed to be moving faster.

One after another.

The people behind me were talking very fast. When I finished my purchase and squeezed out of the crowd, I found that the line was no less crowded than when I was queuing just now.

The man hurried back. The team had already found a table and set it up. They welcomed those who had come all the way to buy food like heroes!

After the man sat down, everyone started eating in turn.

Seeing that the man who was shopping hadn't even started eating, the person next to him said, "Eat."

Being able to resist such delicious food requires extraordinary concentration.

The man said, "I'm tired, take a rest."

His words made many people look up, and when they looked, they were shocked to see that his collar, chest and armpits were all wet with sweat.

"What's going on?"

"Now everyone is buying like us, and we have to compete with others for the products when we go out."

It was their group that first discovered this delicious dish.

As a result, word spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and now many people are following suit.

Fortunately, the people they sent ran fast, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to hold on.

Now, when people in the cafeteria kept exclaiming that the food was delicious, he didn’t need to look up to know that they must have bought boxed lunches from outside.

Some people bought two servings and planned to eat one at noon and one at night.

If someone sees you, there's no way you can stay here.

When others saw this, they insisted on buying it from him as their dinner, and were even willing to add a dime or two as a travel fee.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." The errand boy at the table sighed, "It's a good thing the weather isn't so hot right now. If I were to go out and queue in the middle of summer, I'd be exhausted to death."

"I'll go tomorrow, you take a break too." He didn't believe it. He had never heard of paying money and then queuing up for delivery. He wanted to go and experience it himself.

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Shen Qingyue had been busy all morning, but in the end there was nothing left.

Fortunately, a few extra lunch boxes were packed early in the morning, and when Shen Qingyue took them out, they were bought by the stall owners and neighbors nearby.

For the first time, Chen Mei felt so tired she didn't want to eat. The two sisters simply gathered their things and then found a shady spot to rest for a while.

Chen Mei drank a few sips of water. She hadn't been idle since morning. Now her throat was sore!

Chen Mei said, "I really didn't expect that." Everything had to be doubled in quantity to barely sell.

After doing so much, she was still quite unsure. She was afraid that she would not be able to sell it. But the facts proved that Shen Qingyue was the one who dared to think and act!

Shen Qingyue said: "Sister, you look at things here, I'll go to the bank to exchange money."

Shen Mei said, "Go quickly."

Shen Qingyue went to the bank by herself and exchanged various banknotes, notes, coins, etc. for ten-yuan notes. She bought five hundred and fifty yuan from selling goods today.

Adding the previous four hundred and fifty, the total is one thousand yuan.

Of the one thousand yuan, Shen Qingyue kept one hundred for the village chief's homestead and one hundred for buying goods. She still owed fifteen from buying chicken feet last time.

The remaining eight hundred was given to Zhou Jinbao's engineering team to build the house.

When Shen Qingyue finished sorting out the money and came back, Uncle Zhuangzi came back with the ox cart from the next village.

The owner of the oxcart was surnamed Zhou. He had come to the county to pick up two jobs and made a small profit. Although he knew it was a way to make money, he didn't dare to take the risk without a big job to back him up.

Uncle Zhou looked at Shen Qingyue and said, "Miss, will you still use my car tomorrow?" He had something to do, so his attitude was very polite at the moment.

Uncle Zhuangzi has already told him that he can earn more than ten yuan for one trip each morning and evening, and then he can find other work for the few hours in between!

Shen Qingyue said: "Yes. From now on, you can come here every day like Uncle Zhuangzi." Now there are so many products that one ox cart can no longer hold them.

When Uncle Zhou heard this, the corners of his mouth kept rising: "That's great."

He has found a big job for himself.

On the way back, Shen Qingyue took out a pen and paper and kept calculating. She needed to buy ten or twenty more large basins. She also didn't have enough jars for pickled radishes.

Many people come here just for the crispy pickled radish. But she's out of stock.

I don’t know when the house will be built.

Shen Qingyue's hands never stopped, buying goods, seasonings, and other things. She also had to keep up with everything, including buying vegetables and asking the tofu shop to deliver the required amount of tofu.

Shen Qingyue said: "I'll go find the engineering team, big sister, I'll leave the seasoning and buying vegetables to you."

Chen Mei's face was a little awkward. "I don't know many words. Please tell me again." The Shen family didn't allow girls to go to school. When she was young, she attended several literacy classes for educated youth.

Shen Qingyue's handwriting was all learned later!

When Shen Qingyue heard her elder sister say this, she immediately said, "I was so busy that I forgot." Then she explained in detail what was on the note and gave Chen Mei a hundred yuan.

Chen Mei said she had noted it down, and when they arrived at the village entrance, Shen Qingyue got off the car, and Shen Mei took care of everything.

This is truly being the boss, and Shen Mei is a little nervous.

But when she saw that her younger sister was busy with the house arrangements, she was even busier than her.

Ever since starting this small business, Chen Mei has experienced firsthand what it means to be so busy that her feet hit her head. She wishes she could be split in half.