Just as He Wenlin finished stewing the potatoes and pork, Boss Liu brought over a middle-aged woman.
"Boss He, this is my sister, Liu Xiaomei," he introduced.
"Hello," He Wenlin greeted her. "So you're Aunt Liu, who's learning from me, right?"
Liu Xiaomei: "Yes, I'll learn from you."
"Then come to the shop around 5:30 tomorrow morning to help out. First, learn how to knead the dough, and then practice how to wrap glutinous rice. I make a lot of it here, so you can basically master it in one morning. Around 8 o'clock, I'll teach you how to fry it crispy."
"Okay, I'll be there on time tomorrow morning." After saying that, he took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills and handed them to He Wenlin, smiling, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Boss He."
"Aunt Liu, you're too kind." He Wenlin took the money, checked its authenticity one by one, and put it into her bag after confirming that the quantity and authenticity were correct.
"Then we won't interfere with your business, we'll head back now."
Mr. Liu knew that He Wenlin was also busy running the fast food business. He brought Liu Xiaomei along mainly to introduce them and to deliver the agreed-upon payment.
After seeing the Liu siblings off, He Wenlin continued working on the afternoon deliveries to various factories, ensuring they arrived on time.
He Wenlin was thinking of going shopping on Jiefang Road with her family early in the morning, but she didn't expect that a large group of customers would flood in around 6 o'clock. They were all from the Bosi Garment Factory.
It seems that everyone who went shopping in the afternoon has returned. They didn't eat out and didn't want to cook at home, so they all flocked to He Wenlin's place.
He Wenlin, her father, and Lin Fei kept stirring and stirring until 6:50 p.m. before they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Finally, I can relax for a bit. Let's get ready and go shopping." He Wenlin washed her face and then went outside the kitchen to comb her hair.
"I'm not going, you guys go." Dad He took off his apron, sat in front of the fan, and blew the air into it.
"Alright, then you can stay and watch the shop. We'll try to be back before 10:30."
He Wenlin knew that her father had never liked shopping.
Aunt He added worriedly, "Don't go playing cards."
“My dad definitely won’t go. He’s going to be a big boss someday, and big bosses don’t waste time at the mahjong table.”
Mr. He rolled his eyes at the mother and daughter: "Alright, you two are just going on like this. If you're going to go, then go."
"Haha, okay, Dad, we're leaving now. We'll bring you a gift when we get back."
The group walked to the main road, spent nine yuan to hail three motorcycle taxis, and were taken to the entrance of Yurun Shopping Center.
This is currently the largest shopping mall in the city.
The night market is also nearby.
Grandma looked around and said, "The things in here must be very expensive."
"Compared to the things at the night market outside, they will definitely be a bit more expensive, but the quality will also be better. Grandma, Mom, whatever you like, we'll buy it."
With money in her bag, He Wenlin felt confident.
“I don’t need anything, I don’t need to buy anything,” said Grandma He. “Buy yourself and your parents a couple more outfits.”
“Buy them all. We can earn more money when we run out.” He Wenlin pointed to a dress hanging in a clothing store next door. “Mom, this dress is pretty. Why don’t you try it on?”
Aunt He glanced at the dress He Wenlin was pointing to: "It's just so-so, I don't like it."
“You’ll definitely look good in it, go try it on, money is no object.” He Wenlin knew that her mother didn’t dislike it, but was just reluctant to spend the money.
After saying that, he pulled He's mother into the shop and said to the sales assistant, "Could you please give this dress to my mother to try on?"
Upon hearing this, the waiter looked them up and down with a hint of disdain in his eyes and said, "Are you sure you want to buy it? This piece is eighty-nine yuan. If you are sure, I'll let you try it on."
Aunt He's face immediately turned bright red.
"How dare you talk like that? How are we supposed to know if it's suitable if we don't try it? If you hadn't said eighty-nine yuan, I would have thought it was eight hundred or ninety yuan. Call your manager over here!"
He Wenlin's attitude was very firm, and the waiter was probably stunned because it was the first time he had met such a tough-minded out-of-towner like He Wenlin.
"What are you standing there for? What do you call your manager? What kind of service is this?"
Aunt He tugged at He Wenlin: "Linlin, let's go somewhere else."
He Ma really couldn't bear to part with 89 yuan; that was two or three days' wages for her.
"We haven't done anything wrong, so why should we change locations?"
"Let's go next door, let's go take a look next door." He's mother didn't care about anything else and dragged He Wenlin away, lying that they were going next door.
"Little sister, we also have many beautiful dresses in our store, why don't you come in and take a look?" At this moment, a young woman from the store across the street said with a smile.
Both are clothing stores, but this person's attitude is much better; they even actively solicit customers.
Fearing that He Wenlin would argue with the waiter, He's mother said, "Alright, let's go inside and take a look."
The store was nicely decorated, but the items looked expensive. He Ma glanced at them casually and wanted to leave. After all, she wouldn't buy such expensive things, and there was no need to waste the waiter's time.
But the waiters were so friendly, and He Wenlin was picking and choosing, that He's mother felt too embarrassed to leave.
He Wenlin picked out five or six dresses for her mother in one go: "Mom, go try them on."
He Wenlin also picked out two items for herself, but when she looked in the mirror, she suddenly remembered that she was still a junior high school student and that a children's clothing store was more suitable for her.
He Wenlin silently put down her skirt.
"Auntie, the fitting room is over here. It's okay if you don't buy anything, just try it on first." The sales assistant warmly led Mrs. He to the fitting room.
Without really understanding what was going on, He's mother tried on all the dresses that He Wenlin had chosen.
"Little sister has really good taste, and of course, auntie, you have a great figure and you look good in everything you wear."
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