He Wenlin returned to the store at exactly 8:15.
Unexpectedly, there were two tables of customers chatting at the restaurant, while Lin Fei was stir-frying noodles.
"Linlin, you're finally back! There are still four servings of fried noodles left. Hurry up and help."
Upon hearing this, He Wenlin immediately washed her hands and started cooking.
With He Wenlin joining in, the stir-fry was quickly finished.
"Boss, do you have Prince Milk, Coke or something?" a customer asked.
"Excuse me, young man, we don't have any drinks in the store." After saying that, He Wenlin poured a glass of cold water for the customer. "Please have a glass of water first."
With six customers in the shop, it was impossible to pour water for just him. He Wenlin washed the water glasses at home and poured water for the others as well.
Now this store is becoming more and more "professional." They even have to stock up on drinks like Wahaha and Prince Milk to keep them chilled, since there are always customers who want them.
We also need to prepare several packs of disposable cups and buy a large teapot so that guests can get their own water.
Thinking of this, He Wenlin quickly rode her bike to the farmers' market, bought two packs of disposable cups, went to the supermarket to buy a large kettle with a tap, and also bought five packs each of plastic bags and disposable chopsticks, spending a total of 126 yuan.
They also paid a deposit of 54 yuan to order 1,000 disposable lunch boxes.
It was already nine o'clock when I got back to the store.
They were under more pressure today because they were missing one helper.
The chili peppers, ginger, and garlic in the basin have been washed, and the winter melon has been peeled and is ready to be chopped.
He Wenlin washed her hands and quickly started chopping vegetables.
After chopping the side dishes, everything that needed to be washed was washed.
He Wenlin asked Lin Fei to cut winter melon, celery, onion, and pickled green beans. These vegetables are easy to cut and require no special skills or further processing.
She then sliced the pig liver, marinated it in soy sauce and ginger-scallion water for later use.
The chicken gizzards were thawed, and she washed them carefully twice before cutting them.
He Wenlin placed the pork on the frozen side. It was already 9:50, and the meat had hardened a bit. Frozen meat is easier to cut.
He Wenlin cut half of the ten pounds of meat.
Place the chopped meat in a bowl of water to thaw it quickly.
I checked the time and it was already 10:30.
The power went out during the meal service.
He Shan is back too.
"Shanshan, what did the doctor say? Is everything alright?" He Wenlin asked.
“I already told you not to go, it would be a waste of 120 yuan.”
That means you're alright.
He Shan returned the eighty yuan to He Wenlin.
He Wenlin only accepted sixty yuan: "Then twenty yuan is for your nutrition expenses."
“We’re family, why would we need nutrition fees?” He Shan refused to accept it and insisted on returning it to He Wenlin.
"Since you won't accept it, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."
"Let's eat chicken!"
Let's not talk about chickens, let's all be civilized.
He Wenlin, in her thirties, didn't want to think anything inappropriate.
I'll make you braised chicken this afternoon.
"Braised chicken? Never even heard of it."
"You're right if you haven't heard of it. I guarantee you'll want more after you try it." This is one of He Wenlin's signature dishes.
At 10:40, He Wenlin started cooking.
The others packed their own lunch boxes.
At 11:55, they brought fifty boxed meals and twelve servings of fried noodles and set up their stall on time.
Unfortunately, it started to rain, but thankfully it wasn't heavy.
"Shanshan, I'm afraid you'll have to come with me. Take the receipt book and pen with you and tell the customers who come to buy boxed meals to pay and reserve them. If it rains heavily this afternoon, we won't be setting up our stall. Those who have paid can come directly to the store to pick up their meals."
"Are you managing to keep things busy with just you and your two younger brothers in the shop?" He Shan asked.
During peak hours, many people come to pick up their food at the store. He Wenlin also has to take care of things at the stove. Her two younger brothers are still small, and He Shan is worried that she won't be able to manage.
"Don't worry about that, my parents will come and help in a bit."
"Okay."
After saying that, He Shan took her pen and receipt book and chased after him.
At 12:05, a queue had already formed at He Wenlin's place.
He Wenlin's parents also returned, and He Wenlin quickly asked them for help.
In fact, He's parents have been helping with the shipping every day during the midday peak hours these past few days, which has greatly relieved the pressure on He Wenlin's side.
The younger brothers Wenjun and He Jian distributed meals based on the receipts, while He's parents wrote new receipts, accepted new reservations, collected money, and gave change. Everyone was extremely busy.
Thanks to their help, by 12:20, almost all the customers who had ordered food had picked it up and left.
But there were still six people waiting for the fried noodles at the shop, so He Wenlin hadn't stopped yet.
He Wenlin didn't stop until 12:40, after working up a sweat.
He Shan and the other two only got back around this time today, their hair all matted together, showing how hot it was. Fortunately, the rain wasn't heavy, just a few drops, and all the boxed lunches they took out had already been sold.
"How's it going? Are there many orders?" He Wenlin asked.
He Shan said with a smile, "Many people want to buy, but not many are willing to pay to place an order. I roughly estimated that there are about twenty orders. They are all afraid that we are scammers. I said that if we were scammers, we would not only scam them out of one or two yuan."
"Twenty is not bad."
"There's another customer trying to steal our business today. But they only sell fried rice with eggs, one yuan and fifty cents a serving," He Shan said.
"Does it also sell pre-packaged goods like we do?"
"Yeah, they're shameless, copying us!" Lin Fei said indignantly.
“There’s nothing we can do about it; there will only be more in the future. Have you bought a serving to try? Does he have a shop? Or did he make it at home and bring it with him?” He Wenlin asked.
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