Chapter 34 His Heart Was Gripped
In most rural areas today, each family has one household registration.
A father has seven sons, and these seven are recorded in one book, and their food and clothing are also shared together. Those who make a lot of noise will get more benefits, while those who are honest and unpopular will suffer more. In a big family, there is always one family that suffers.
She suddenly remembered that although Shen Junshan's file had been transferred and his new household registration book had been issued, her old household registration in her hometown had never been seen. She was afraid that it was still hanging in the old Shen family.
Jin Guizhi came to make trouble a year later, so I'm afraid she had already used the old household registration book to make a profit.
"If I really need to do something, I can't let you go alone."
She put her arms around Shen Junshan's neck and gently stroked his head: "You are as cute as a little white rabbit. How can I throw you into a wolf's den? I will go with you."
Shen Junshan: "Jiaojiao..."
The first time he heard someone call him a little white rabbit, his nose suddenly felt sore.
His right hand moved forward tremblingly, but he hesitated when it was three or five centimeters away from her.
Han Jiaojiao had already felt the warmth of his palm. Seeing him biting his lips shyly and standing there for a long time without making a move, she was so anxious that she cursed him in her heart.
Han Jiaojiao deliberately leaned back and finally touched his hand, feeling Shen Junshan twitching as if he was electrified.
She smiled and said, "Just work hard. I'll go to the mall to buy some things for them and then book a table at the restaurant."
"We also need to prepare some candy and melon seeds. They will be useful when we go back. I'll give you some more money."
"Need not."
Han Jiaojiao stopped him and pushed him back into his chair: "I have money, just focus on your work, come on!"
Han Jiaojiao bent down and kissed him gently on the cheek, then immediately left Shen Junshan, who looked like a stupid chicken, and ran away.
Shen Junshan's eyes brightened again in an instant...
Han Jiaojiao took a bus to the only shopping mall in the county, a small two-story building built like a warehouse.
The first floor is full of various snacks and desserts. Anyone who wants to buy candy for an event or peanuts and melon seeds for festivals has to go here.
The second floor is filled with daily necessities, clothes, bedding, etc. There is also an area built next to it where some home appliances are sold.
Han Jiaojiao walked around and lost her appetite for these snacks. The prices were not low and the colored candies required money, which was not cost-effective at all.
She saw cellophane for sale nearby.
Some people also roll white sugar into small candies and then buy wrapping paper to wrap them.
Han Jiaojiao came up with another idea and bought a stack of cellophane.
After visiting here, she went to the state-owned restaurant.
When the hotel staff saw a girl coming in, they didn't even raise their eyelids.
"If you don't want to eat, get out and don't disturb us from doing business."
Han Jiaojiao ignored her and ran to the front desk to find the price list: "My goodness, a turtle costs six dollars, it's so expensive!"
She bought it a few days ago and it is still growing in a pot. It cost less than two yuan.
Although four dollars is not a lot for her, think about it from another perspective. Four dollars can allow a family of five to save and live frugally for most of a month. It is expensive if calculated that way.
The waiter rolled his eyes at her and sneered, "If you can't afford it, don't eat it. No one is forcing you to eat out."
"It's expensive, and it's not worth mentioning."
The waiter impatiently threw the sweat-absorbent cloth around his neck onto the table and said, "What do you know? Storefront isn't money, and employees don't want income? Eat if you can afford it, and get out if you can't!" As soon as the waiter finished yelling, the chef inside came out carrying a large iron plate of dishes.
It would have been fine if she hadn't looked at it, but after looking at it, she felt uncomfortable: "Is this the dish you cooked? If you opened your own shop, it would have closed down long ago. It's pitch black and I don't have any appetite. I can cook better with my eyes closed."
"Little girl, don't cause trouble for me!"
"I'm not looking for trouble. I'm giving you money."
Han Jiaojiao put five dollars on the table and said, "I'll bring the dishes and seasonings this afternoon and cook them myself. I'll just borrow your space and one table will be enough."
The waiter and the cook were confused.
I have never encountered this operation and I don't understand it.
Han Jiaojiao: "You don't have to do anything and you can just make five dollars, and you're not happy? Take it, it's a bargain for you!"
She forced the money into the clerk's pocket. Their restaurant also does processing work, and the processing fee is indeed much cheaper.
But I have never met someone who just wants a venue and doesn’t even need a cook.
This little girl can’t be a fool!
Han Jiaojiao hummed a little tune as she went to the vegetable market and bought some side dishes. She returned home, cleaned the side dishes, picked them, put them in a food bag and sealed it, picked up seven or eight eggs and put them in a basket, ready to make them into hooks.
I took the pork from the space, sliced and shredded it, sprinkled it with cornstarch, added a little light soy sauce and oil, mixed it well and sealed it in a food bag.
She prepared four vegetarian dishes, a soup, two stir-fried dishes with meat, and two main dishes.
Han Jiaojiao took out a roast chicken directly from the space, and got a fresh sea bass. She turned her head to look at the turtle in the basin and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm a good cook, I will definitely make you delicious."
Han Jiaojiao had never killed a soft-shelled turtle before. It took her a long time to drain the blood and then slowly chop it into pieces of suitable size, leaving the shell for later use.
Then peel a lot of raw garlic and prepare the necessary special seasonings.
It was already past one o'clock in the afternoon last night, and Han Jiaojiao went to take a walk around the space.
Many things in hypermarkets are imported and cannot be bought here at all. Most of the domestic products are later products. After looking around, only White Rabbit is suitable.
She took two packs of White Rabbit candies, tore open the outer packaging, poured the candies inside into a plastic bag, and then found Shanghaojia fruit hard candies. This brand is rare now, but fortunately it is still available here.
Han Jiaojiao tore off the outer packaging, took out the cellophane she had bought in advance, and rolled the fruit candies in it one by one.
One, two... fifty or sixty candies were spread on the table. When illuminated by the sunlight, the reflected light was gorgeous and gentle.
Han Jiaojiao smiled and took two and put them in her pocket: "One for Ah Fang and one for Junshan."
Han Jiaojiao put the prepared things in the vegetable basket, only to find that there was no room for them as they were quite heavy.
Then she turned over the bamboo basket, hid the meat and fish at the bottom, and covered them with vegetables.
I arrived at the small kitchen on time at 3 o'clock in the afternoon and started to prepare the main dishes, steaming, frying and grilling. All my operations stunned the restaurant's chef.
Chef: "This girl has practiced before, practiced before! Go ask her where she works now. If we get her here, the restaurant will definitely be booming!"
Shop assistant: "It looks like the hair hasn't fully grown yet, can you come?"
The chef was anxious: "Who cares how old she is? As long as she's good at cooking, who wouldn't be greedy just by smelling this?"
The clerk nodded, his saliva almost dripping onto the ground.
"Help serve the food!"
Han Jiaojiao served out the stir-fried farm-style pork and called out to someone to serve the food.
Shen Junshan stood upright at the kitchen door with a distressed expression.
His daughter-in-law stood in front of the big stove, sweating and with a flushed face. The spatula in her hand seemed heavier than she was. She used her slender arms to flip the spatula and the pot, and every move made him feel distressed.
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