He Wenlin called again, and her father verbally responded, but didn't move.
There were many people around, and He Wenlin was angry, but she didn't say much and went back to the shop.
Zhou Libo, He Hui, and others had already arrived at the store.
He Wenlin quickly cut the watermelon to serve them, while Lin Fei made fried rice with eggs.
"Linlin, where's your dad?" He Hui asked.
"They're playing cards over there and haven't come over yet. Come on, have some watermelon. Thank you all for taking care of me, brothers and sisters. Have some watermelon."
"Linlin, with such good business every day, how much money do you make?" Zhou Libo teased.
"I haven't made any money yet; I'm still in the break-even stage. I hope I can break even before the end of the year." Of course, I can't tell the truth.
By 10 o'clock, He's father still hadn't come over, and He Wenlin didn't go over to call him again.
These fellow villagers could only sample the fried rice. After making eight servings of egg fried rice in a row, and with He Wenlin's guidance, Lin Fei's cooking skills improved significantly.
At 10:10, the villagers who had sampled the food left, and the Peng family uncle and nephew arrived.
Peng Wei brought fifty orders for glutinous rice for tomorrow morning and fifty orders for boxed meals for tomorrow noon, totaling 215 yuan in sales.
Peng Liang has more orders. Tomorrow morning, he has 80 orders for glutinous rice, 68 orders for boxed lunches at noon, and 12 orders for fried noodles in the afternoon. The total sales amount is 328.4 yuan, and He Wenlin will receive 328 yuan from him.
"Why don't you sell glutinous rice this afternoon? Many people in our factory want to eat it in the afternoon too," Peng Liang said.
"We won't be selling in the afternoon because we don't have enough staff."
He Wenlin had no plans to sell glutinous rice in the afternoon. He had thought about selling wolf tooth potatoes, but it wasn't the right time yet. He would wait until his grandmother and second brother came and his father was able to cook.
However, judging from her treacherous father's work attitude, I wonder when she'll be able to take charge of cooking.
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