With these two orders, Zhang Xiaohui no longer had time to sell meals at the construction site. She made sure to maintain the freshness of the ingredients for more than sixty meals a day, plus online takeout.
However, what Jiang Shuya didn't know was that in order to ensure the freshness of the meals every day, Zhang Xiaohui would get up in the early morning to buy vegetables at the Xiaguan wholesale market, start cooking in the morning, and have the delivery person pick up the food. Jiang Shuhuai would send the received orders to Zhang Xiaohui as soon as possible.
The next day, Jiang Shuya helped pack and sort the vegetables. Seeing Zhang Xiaohui constantly yawning, she realized how hard it was for her to work alone.
"Xiaohui, if you're too tired by yourself, why don't we find someone to help you?"
Zhang Xiaohui shook her head:
“‘It’s only in the sixties, there’s no way I can’t handle it. It’s okay, I just get up too early in the morning, I just need to take a nap in the afternoon.’”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuya seemed to be deep in thought. Just then, her cell phone rang in her pocket. It was an unknown number. After answering it, she felt a surge of joy.
With his eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaohui and seeing her puzzled expression, he spoke to Manager He from the Hexi office building. He said that the company's meal expense application had been approved and would be settled monthly. Jiang Shuya was to deliver the food before noon every day to ensure the quality and temperature of the dishes.
Jiang Shuya's delighted expression and her eager agreement, after confirming it was 35 copies, were followed by a string of compliments that made Manager He on the phone beam with joy.
"Sister Xiaohui, another 35 servings, the standard for Huaiyang cuisine."
Zhang Xiaohui couldn't believe it:
"I never expected Manager He would actually call. He said he'd apply to his superiors, but I thought it was just a polite way of putting it. I didn't expect it to actually work out! Xiaoya, you're amazing! I knew it would be right to work with you."
Adding to the previous orders, the total was approaching one hundred servings, so Zhang Xiaohui suggested that Grandma Sun come over to help prepare the vegetables.
Jiang Shuya quickly did the math: each serving would earn an average of four yuan, and with 97 servings in total, it would barely be enough to support one worker in a month. So she readily agreed.
"It seems I'll have to go out and drum up business again. This amount of orders isn't enough, and there's no profit online yet; we need to keep burning money."
Although Zhang Xiaohui didn't understand online platforms, she didn't pay much attention to them. She thought that as long as she followed Xiaoya's lead and did as she was told, she would be right.
That evening, Jiang Shuya took Tangtang to the fruit shop at the ferry crossing. Since the two guests had come to visit, they decided to buy some fruit to take home.
Suddenly, I could faintly hear the clattering and clanging sounds coming from the mahjong parlor.
Jiang Shuya inadvertently spotted the old man sitting in the middle, Huang Minghao's father, Huang Guohua.
His upright and dignified appearance, displaying a decisive and ruthless demeanor, made Jiang Shuya feel both amused and ridiculous.
Thinking back to her past life, she remembered how she helped this gambler pay off so many gambling debts in order to keep the peace.
Although Huang Minghao forced him to do it, this culprit must be severely punished. Even his grandfather had difficulty disciplining him, so he took out his phone:
"Hello, is this 110? There's a group gambling here, involving a large sum of money. The gang leader is coming to collect debts, disrupting public order and seriously affecting social morals. If you don't respond at the Jiangdao ferry terminal, I'll call the city hall directly."
After finishing, Jiang Shuya pushed Tangtang, hung the fruit she had bought on the shopping cart, and leisurely went home.
At night, Huang Minghao, who was sleeping next door, was disturbed by a phone call. Jiang Shuya, who was reading in her room, heard the noise next door, opened the door and went out.
Huang Minghao was coming out of the room, wearing a coat.
"It's so late, are you still awake? Did you come out for something?"
Jiang Shuya gave a cold laugh: "Where are you going?"
Huang Minghao rubbed his sleepy eyes:
"My dad got reported for gambling, and the police want to fine him. A family member needs to go there to pay the fine and pick him up."
"You really think that way?"
Huang Minghao remained expressionless.
"What can we do if they don't go? Aren't we just going to ignore them?"
Jiang Shuya looked up:
"And then, after he gets out, he'll still go gambling, and people will report him again. How do you handle that?"
Huang Minghao was puzzled:
"You mean you just ignore him and let him stay in there? He'll lose his job, he'll have a criminal record, and what company would want him then?"
Jiang Shuya sneered:
Does it matter to you whether he loses his job or not? What has he done for you, what has he done for your family, and is his existence important to you?
If the bandit chief comes to collect the debt, do you think he'll have a change of heart and swear never to gamble again?
Huang Minghao was stunned. From childhood to adulthood, his father had never done anything for him, only making the family poorer and poorer.
"If I were you, I'd be ashamed to have a father like that. I'd send him to jail to suffer. Since his biological parents couldn't discipline him properly, then let the state take care of him. What do you say?"
After Jiang Shuya finished speaking, her clear eyes stared at him, making Huang Minghao's heart flutter. Her seemingly cruel words were all for his sake. Did she still care about him? Did she still have him in her heart?
Huang Minghao grabbed Jiang Shuya's hand, wanting to hug her, but she dodged him and went into her room. Then she turned back.
"Don't try to ransom someone with money; that will lead to your utter ruin and endless suffering."
Huang Minghao rubbed his aching head. "Yeah! What's wrong with locking him up for a few days? The police station isn't going to kill him. Let him accept his punishment." So he went into his room and turned off his phone.
For several days in a row, things were calm and normal. Jiang Shuya delivered the fast food to the office buildings in Hexi. She was not idle either. After delivering the meals, she went to several other places.
Although the effect was minimal, fortunately, Li Dalan received another order from Fang's former boss, a contractor who had contracted the Lianhua Phase II project and had more than forty migrant workers working under him. He ordered a meal for them every day at noon.
Jiang Shuya suddenly realized that her parents' network of connections was not to be underestimated, so she started taking over the food delivery for Li Dalan.
Every day, Jiang Shuya interacted with the merchants and small business owners who came and went, which taught her to speak to people in a way that suited them. Even Li Dalan felt that her eldest daughter had quite a unique style.
"Xiaoya, I plan to open a paper packaging factory in Nancheng in the second half of the year. Your younger brother will work on the railway in the future, and your younger sister has lofty ambitions and wants to start a technology company. She doesn't think much of my business."
You should learn from Mom. Later, when I've raised enough money, I'll open a factory, and you can manage it. Your dad and I can retire early and travel around sometime.
Li Dalan's words surprised Jiang Shuya. She had thought that this old lady, who was obsessed with money, only knew how to make money. It turned out that she had her own plans. It seemed that she was not the only one seeking wealth and status! Her extremely demanding mother was the same.
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