That evening, He Wenlin made thirteen servings of egg fried rice and twenty servings of fried rice noodles.

This time, He Wenlin invited her mother to help with the late-night snack sales.

Because the Perth Garment Factory didn't have overtime work, the mother and daughter went to the gate of another large factory.

At 10:10, a group of people came out of the factory.

Seeing this, He Wenlin shouted loudly, "Fried rice noodles, fragrant fried rice noodles, Hunan-style home-style fried rice noodles! Brothers and sisters, you must be hungry after a long day's work. How about a plate of fried rice noodles? We also have fried rice with eggs, all for just one yuan and fifty cents a plate."

Aunt He was too shy to stand still, so she just stood quietly to the side.

Seeing my daughter working so hard to sell the goods fills me with pride.

"It smells really good, I'll have a plate of stir-fried noodles."

"Mom, what are you standing there for? Take the money and give me the change. Sister, here's your fried noodles."

"Give me one too."

"I'd like a plate of fried rice with egg..."

"And me..."

...

The younger male and female workers readily took out their money.

He Wenlin and her daughter are extremely busy.

It was all sold out before 10:30.

The mother and daughter packed up their stall and went home.

Mrs. He felt it was all unreal, as if she were still dreaming.

49.5 yuan, you can make at least 20 yuan profit.

Are they sold out already?

That's way too fast.

He Wenlin intends to have her parents take over the boxed lunch business after the summer vacation, which is why she took the opportunity to bring her mother out so that she could familiarize herself with the business beforehand.

That evening, passing by a convenience store, He Wenlin bought two more packs of Baisha liquor, one for her father and one for Zhou Libo. She borrowed someone's tricycle, planning to deliver a pack of Baisha to him every two days until she bought her own vehicle.

Mr. He was quite happy to receive the Baisha cigarettes, but he wasn't one to say anything nice when he was happy.

He Wenlin knew that was just the kind of person he was, and she didn't care anymore.

She secretly gave Zhou Libo a pack of cigarettes.

"Oh, no need to be so polite, take it for your dad to smoke." Zhou Libo quickly declined. He felt that they were all from the same hometown, and he was just borrowing an unused tricycle; how could he keep accepting cigarettes from a young girl?

"Brother Zhou, just accept it. Otherwise, I'll feel embarrassed to use your car. Besides, you've been taking care of my business every day. Giving you a pack of cigarettes is nothing. They're not even that good. When I make a lot of money, I'll buy you Furongwang cigarettes."

Leaders are masters of making empty promises, and He Wenlin, who was a leader in her past life and is now a boss, has become even more adept at this.

Zhou Libo felt very pleased to hear this.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony with you, but please don't buy it next time."

"Okay, I won't buy it next time. Brother Zhou saved me money, what can I say?"

That's what they said, but He Wenlin wasn't unreasonable. She should still express her gratitude. After all, the car didn't fall from the sky, so why should she get to use it for free?

...

The next day, before seven o'clock, He Wenlin rode her tricycle to the farmers' market.

She still had chili peppers and eggs at home, so she didn't buy any more.

"Boss, what's the price of your chicken wings and drumsticks?"

"Chicken drumsticks are 4.5 yuan, and chicken wings are 5.5 yuan."

"Boss, can I get a discount if I buy more?"

How much do you want?

“I’m in the boxed lunch business. If I’m going to buy, I’ll definitely buy by the box. If the price is right, I’ll be a long-term supplier to you.”

Upon hearing He Wenlin's words, the shopkeeper became serious: "If you want them, a box of wings is 52, and a box of wing roots is 42."

"Boss, you're not doing business with sincerity." After saying that, He Wenlin turned to leave.

"Don't go, don't go!" The boss quickly grabbed her. "Little sister, how much do you want? Name your price."

"Chicken wings are 45 yuan a box, and chicken drumsticks are 35 yuan a box. If it works out, I'll take one box of each today."

"This price is too low. Add some more, two boxes together, and give me an extra 8 yuan."

"I'll add 2 yuan at most, 82, even numbers are auspicious. I might need it every day or two from now on, boss, small profits but quick turnover."

"Little sister, 82 won't do. How about you add a little more? 88 is more auspicious!"

"Then I'll go look around somewhere else and we'll talk about it later."

He Wenlin had just turned around when the boss pulled her back: "Okay, okay, here you go, but you can't go anywhere else from now on, you can only come here."

"Of course, but my refrigerator is broken. I'll give you 36 yuan first, and you can give me a box of chicken drumsticks and wings. I'll come to pick it up around 12:30 pm."

"Alright."

He Wenlin paid the money and asked the owner to put the chicken wings on the tricycle. Then she rode the tricycle to a familiar vegetable shop.

I bought four catties of lotus root, five catties each of ginger and garlic, five catties of bean sprouts, five catties of pickled cowpeas, and finally bought three catties of meat, three catties of pork ribs, five catties of carrots, and one yam.

It cost a total of 86 yuan.

After buying the items, He Wenlin rushed home.

"Sister, Brother Zhou and those fellow Jiangxi natives just gave us 42 yuan to save some food for us, 15 servings in total." He Wenjun handed over the 42 yuan.

He Wenlin took it and put it in her bag.

Then she quickly soaked more than three kilograms of rice noodles. This noon, she plans to make fewer boxed lunches and increase the production of twenty boxes of stir-fried rice noodles to sell.

Then he sent his younger brother to wash the bean sprouts and ginger, and peel the lotus root.

Today, He Wenlin is going to make stir-fried lotus root, minced meat and pickled cowpeas, and add a garlic chicken wing to each fast food meal.

He Wenlin first thawed the paper chicken wings in water, and then prepared the garlic.

Garlic chicken drumsticks require a generous amount of garlic.

It's hot now, and by the time she finished taking pictures of the garlic, the chicken wings had already thawed.

Then I washed the chicken wings several times and blanched them three times.

After blanching the chicken wings, rinse them in water and then cut them into pieces so that they will absorb the marinade better later.

While the lotus root was marinating, He Wenlin sliced ​​it and soaked it in water to prevent discoloration.

After slicing the lotus root, the chicken wings were almost marinated.

He Wenlin started deep-frying.

The aroma immediately wafted far and wide.

A box of chicken wings, weighing a full ten pounds, took He Wenlin an hour to fry in two pans at the same time to save time.

I was sweating profusely from the heat.

You can make money doing this, but it's really tiring.