Mrs. Wang was busy with the clanging for two or three hours, and by noon, four steaming dishes and a soup were already placed on the eight-immortals table.
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There was also a basket of slightly yellowish white flour buns.
Gu Qingcheng: ...It’s really neat!
And looking at this meal, although it is not delicious, it is already very good for a home-cooked meal.
Mrs. Wang wiped her hands nervously with her apron and said, "Ms. Gu, please try it and see if it tastes good to you."
"good!"
Gu Qingcheng took the quick bite and took a small taste of each dish.
It's ok, just a little bit salty.
However, it is easy to understand, as it is said to be Shandong cuisine.
Shandong cuisine is heavy in oil and sauce, and tends to be salty.
As a lady from an aristocratic family, Gu Qingcheng attaches great importance to health preservation and is used to a light diet, so she is a little uncomfortable with it.
"It's a little salty. I don't like it much. Mrs. Wang, please be more careful next time."
Gu Qingcheng didn't hesitate, but directly put forward her request.
Mrs. Wang smiled and said, "Oh! Good!"
When Ms. Gu said "later", it meant that she was still satisfied with her and was willing to let her help in the kitchen.
She found another job, and seeing that Ms. Gu didn't seem to be a mean person, Mrs. Wang was naturally happy.
Gu Qingcheng asked about the wages.
Mrs. Wang did not lie, but told the market price.
Finally, after negotiation, the two sides finalized the price: "Helping to cook two meals a day, 60 cents a month."
As for the work of washing clothes and taking apart and washing quilt covers, it is calculated according to the number of pieces.
Basically, a wash basin cost ten cents, and Mrs. Wang had to bring her own soap.
After deducting the loss of soap, the money earned is basically hard-earned money.
Summer is okay, but winter is really miserable.
Gu Qingcheng is not a mean person. Even if she wants to scheme, she will scheme against those who are rich and powerful.
She has the compassion of a superior for the common people at the bottom.
She gave Mrs. Wang two dimes, which was for today's bus fare and tomorrow's food money.
"Oh, Ms. Gu, don't worry. Dali and I will definitely do our best for you in the future. By the way, if you need any heavy work, please don't hesitate to ask me."
Mrs. Wang thanked her repeatedly. She could see that Ms. Gu was a generous and good customer.
After seeing off Mrs. Wang, Gu Qingcheng took Li Yaozong to dinner.
With someone cooking and new clothes, Gu Qingcheng was no longer disturbed by trivial matters.
She began to study with Li Yaozong.
Li Yaozong was reciting books and practicing calligraphy, while Gu Qingcheng was reading books and newspapers eagerly.
The lives of mother and son gradually returned to normal.
Saturday came quickly.
Gu Qingcheng did not forget the agreement with Mr. Bayer.
She had made arrangements with Wang Dali in advance.
It just so happened that today was the weekend, and the customer who chartered the car was not at work, so Wang Dali was free.
Gu Qingcheng simply hired his rickshaw.
"Ms. Gu, do you still like to watch Marseille?"
Wang Dali ran quickly while chatting with Gu Qingcheng.
He knew that Gu Qingcheng was a "noble person", but he still didn't expect that Gu Qingcheng, a woman, would actually go to the horse farm.
Especially Gu Qingcheng's dress is very traditional, and she looks like a conservative woman.
Unexpectedly, she also bets on horses.
Tsk, this is a game that only truly rich people would play.
"I heard the horse farm is quite lively. I want to go and see it."
Gu Qingcheng didn't elaborate and replied vaguely.
When they arrived at the horse farm, Gu Qingcheng took Li Yaozong in.
She did not show any shyness as if she had just arrived. Even though she did not know the rules, she asked openly.
"Ms. Gu?"
Mr. Bayer came to the stands and looked around as usual. When his eyes met Gu Qingcheng, he was a little surprised.
This person really came?
That day on campus, Mr. Bayer just said it casually. He didn't expect Gu Qingcheng to actually come to "keep the appointment".
"Good morning, Mr. Bayer!"
Gu Qingcheng didn't notice the surprise in Mr. Bayer's eyes, she greeted him politely.
She also pulled her son's hand and said, "Yao Zong, say hello to Mr. Bayer!"
Li Yaozong was a little shy, but he still raised his head obediently and said in the D language that Gu Qingcheng had specially taught him: "Mr. Bayer, good morning!"
The little guy's tone was a little loud, but his pronunciation was still clear.
At least Mr. Baier was very surprised when he heard it. "Son, you are very smart."
Although it was just a simple greeting, it was not easy for a five or six-year-old child.
He did not feel any servile flattery from Gu Qingcheng and her son, but rather a kind of polite respect.
This feeling made Mr. Bayer, who had lived in China for several years, feel a little subtle, but more of it was appreciation.
This is normal social interaction.
Instead of being like some Chinese people, who subconsciously fear and try to please foreigners when dealing with them.
Those knees are too soft.
That look was too humble.
Mr. Bayer likes to hear nice words, but he doesn't appreciate clowns who only know how to flatter.
He felt a little "admiration" for Ms. Gu in front of him.
“Thank you for the compliment!”
When Li Yaozong saw Mr. Bayer's smile, he seemed to be encouraged and looked more relaxed.
He said thank you generously.
Mr. Baier's smile widened.
He even asked Li Yaozong about his studies with some enthusiasm.
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