Chapter 42: Hot Noodles Package
Chapter 42
Lin Mujin watched the customer slurping the noodles mouthful after mouthful and nodding repeatedly, and she knew that she had become another returning customer.
It’s time to take the fried dumplings out of the pan. Take out ten and pack them up.
"It's a good deal. It's only eighteen dollars. Uncle, please take the money."
Uncle Lin then took the twenty yuan and gave him two more yuan in change, saying, "Welcome back next time."
Lin Mujin thought to herself that everyone in her family had the business gene.
Although Hong Kong's business is booming now, merchants do not have the concept that customers are king. Therefore, many shop owners and employees do not smile, and customers have become accustomed to it.
But who doesn't like to be greeted with a smile?
She has never taught anyone in this area, but the people in her family have learned it by themselves.
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"Brother, since there aren't many customers, I'll go home and come back before noon." Lin Mujin was in a hurry to go home.
Lin Muli patted his chest and said, "Go back, sis! Leave everything to me. I can handle it! I'm a real man."
Lin Mujin rolled her eyes at him. Why so much drama? "Your eldest sister will be back soon. Remember to wear a mask."
He waved to Uncle Lin and left quickly.
Lin Mujin pedaled the bicycle hard and had already wasted quite a bit of time.
If she wasn't writing a short article, she wouldn't have to run back and forth so much and could just write it on the food truck.
The environment of a food truck is always better than that of a subdivided flat.
It's a pity that she didn't dare to do it, because if someone saw her, she would be socially disgraced.
Besides, writing a boat scene really requires an enclosed space.
Otherwise, his face would be as red as a monkey's butt, and you would know at a glance that something was wrong.
If she couldn't help but let out another obscene laugh, she would be doomed to die.
So going home is still the only option.
When Lin Mujin got home, she went to the toilet first, washed her hands and face, went back to the house, turned on the ceiling fan, and drank a bowl of boiled water.
The preliminary preparations are completed and I start working on the manuscript.
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"Ten forty-two, hurry up, hurry up!"
Lin Mujin hid the notebook, turned off the ceiling fan, and locked the door in one go.
Run downstairs.
She locked the bicycle downstairs, right in front of the sewing shop, and also greeted Boss Feng specially.
No stupid thief would steal openly in broad daylight. Well, if there were, it wouldn't be stealing, it's called robbery.
"Sure enough, it's still there."
Seeing that the bicycle was still there, Lin Mujin couldn't help but curl her lips, "Boss Feng, thank you for the trouble. I'll treat you to hot noodles next time."
It is true that one should be grateful for the food he has eaten. The food guide is very powerful.
Before, Boss Feng and I were familiar strangers, but after a bowl of hot noodles, we became good neighbors who greeted each other warmly.
Lin Mujin almost pedaled the bike into a Hot Wheels again.
When I arrived, I saw that it was already occupied.
Lin Muli didn't go to drain the water, he was helping in the car.
She quickly locked the car, put on a mask and went to help.
Lin Muli voluntarily gave up his position and did not go far. He surrounded the food trucks and sold hot noodles to customers.
They discussed last night that hot noodles should be the main dish.
The most important reason is low cost and high profit.
The net profit is as high as more than 70 percent.
I feel it would be unjust not to promote it.
"Authentic sour plum soup, only one dollar a cup!"
When Lin Mujin heard her cousin selling sour plum soup, she started shouting too.
The main reason is that sour plum soup only sells well when the weather is hot enough.
So noon is the best time to sell sour plum soup.
As for the hot noodles, they don’t conflict with the sour plum soup at all.
Because the hot noodles are hot, drinking a cup of sour plum soup after eating them will cool you down immediately.
Fried dumplings and sour plum soup also go well together.
So I originally only wanted to buy a serving of hot noodles, but I bought an extra serving of sour plum soup.
Those who bought fried dumplings also bought a portion of hot noodles out of curiosity to try.
Few customers buy only one thing, mainly because the unit price is not expensive. Even if you buy all three, it is only 19 dollars, which is within the acceptable range for most people.
"Sister, it seems it's not enough again."
You can see that my cousin is tired, but her eyes are surprisingly bright.
Lin Mujin was also a little tired, so she leaned against the fence of the food truck to rest.
My first reaction to hearing this was, "We can retreat early again."
Cousin Lin looked at the bucket and basin. "The sour plum soup is gone, but there are still four tea eggs. There's still a little bit of hot dough left, and we can make a dozen or so bowls of it by scraping. There's still a curtain of fried dumplings. That's about two pots, not much left."
Finally, the two sisters discussed it and most people left early.
Uncle Lin, Lin Mujin and Lin Muli were the ones who left first.
Uncle Lin is old after all, so let him go home early to rest.
Li Mujin had to go back to continue working on her manuscript, while Lin Muli had to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables to prepare for a sumptuous dinner.
Cousin Lin was alone at the stall because there weren't many left and it probably wouldn't reach the peak of customer flow in the evening, so one person was more than enough.
"Uncle, sit tight, don't be afraid, I'm very steady." Lin Mujin comforted Uncle Lin.
Afraid that Uncle Lin’s legs would feel uncomfortable from walking too much, Lin Mujin decided to carry him home.
It was obvious that Uncle Lin was a little distrustful of her skills.
"Uncle, there's me too."
Lin Muli was responsible for holding the back seat of the car to add an extra layer of insurance.
Lin Mujin started to slide the car, then got in from the front. As expected, the car twisted.
But with Lin Muli holding the back seat, Uncle Lin was not afraid.
After that it was smooth sailing.
Lin Muli ran for a short distance and then decisively let go.
"Brother, don't forget to buy some more fruit."
Lin Mujin suddenly felt a little greedy.
The seasonal fruits here are still very cheap, and most of them are about the same price as vegetables.
Of course there are expensive imported fruits, but that is not on the purchase list, at least not now.
In fact, the Lin family is not used to eating fruits.
It's because they are poor. Even before Uncle Lin was injured, his family was living frugally. To improve the food, they would at most buy some meat, but they would not focus on fruits that are not good for hunger.
She loves eating fruits very much, so when she has money, she will naturally buy some to satisfy her appetite. After eating the fruits, her family members all think they are good and the prices are acceptable, so they naturally buy more often.
"Uncle, does your leg hurt today?"
Lin Mujin asked with concern.
Uncle Lin replied with a smile, "Everything is fine."
Lin Mujin knew that this was just for show. "If you're tired, just tell me. My sister and I can definitely handle the stall."
Uncle Lin continued to smile, "Not tired, not tired."
How could he be tired after earning so much money in a day? He even sleeps with a smile on his face now.
I feel much more relaxed.
Now that his children are capable and can support the family, he is no longer in a hurry to return to the construction site.
He was also afraid that he would not be able to bear it anymore and would have to go to the hospital, which would cost more money.
And now the stall can’t do without him.
If Lin Mujin knew what her uncle was thinking, she would have clapped her hands for joy. The good intentions of her and her cousins had finally paid off.
The old man’s psychological burden is relieved, so he can recover from his illness well.
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