"Okay, I've told them everything."
After saying goodbye to Peng Liang, He Wenlin went to Hongda.
Peng Wei's orders are for lunch boxes for 45 yuan, fried noodles for 13 yuan, and fried rice for 10 servings. His afternoon orders are for lunch boxes for 26 yuan, and fried noodles and fried rice for 20 servings each.
The total amount is 263.3 yuan.
He Wenlin only accepted the round number 263.
After receiving the money and the list, He Wenlin rushed back to the shop without stopping; the crispy snacks were already fried.
He's father knew where He Wenlin had been, and when he saw her return, he hurriedly asked, "How was it? Were there many orders?"
"many!"
He Shan also returned and told He Wenlin, "Today I only got an order for eighty-eight yuan at the Bosi Garment Factory."
He Shan was not very interested and was somewhat discouraged.
Seeing this, He Wenlin comforted her, saying, "It's not bad either, eighty-eight, it means to get rich, it's a good number."
He Shan whispered, "Qianqian's dad told me he was willing to give me two hundred yuan to be a spy and tell him how to make crispy. I ignored him. It's not enough that he's stealing your boxed lunch business, he also wants to steal your breakfast business. That's so unethical."
“Silly girl, everyone in the world is driven by profit. When it comes to profit, everything else can take a backseat.” He Wenlin was not surprised at all.
He Wenlin isn't really only ten years old, so she's been on guard for a long time. As for what happened to Cui Cui, only she and her father know. No one else knows.
He Wenlin quickly washed her hands and hurriedly washed the pot to prepare to cook.
Mr. He is currently an apprentice, so he has been following He Wenlin around the whole time.
Three pots of shredded sweet potato → Four pots of stir-fried dried tofu and pork → Four pots of minced meat, eggplant, and green beans → One pot of shredded sweet potato.
Following this order, He Wenlin prepared the necessary dishes for packaging.
Today, because we prepared in advance, and with Dad He around to watch the fire and flip the pot, we weren't in as much of a rush as yesterday.
By 11:30, all the dishes were cooked and served smoothly.
He Wenlin used a pressure cooker to stew konjac and duck.
She and Lin Fei each had a pot and started frying egg fried rice and fried noodles.
At exactly twelve o'clock, Ruan Lingfeng rode his tricycle to deliver goods.
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