Make more?
Xie Mingcheng hesitated and asked in a low voice: "Sister, there are still a few left. What if we can't sell them?"
Xie Yunshu glared at him and said, "Just go if I tell you to!"
"Oh, then let's go now." Xie Mingcheng touched his tall nose. Once his sister glared at him, he would never dare to say a word to refute her.
She pedaled her bicycle quickly towards home with long legs. She was about to continue making lunch boxes, so she couldn't waste time, otherwise she would be slow. By two o'clock, who would she sell the food to?
In the yard, Li Fenlan and Aunt Zhao had just cleaned the pot, and the fire in the stove was still emitting sparks.
"It's so comfortable to cook in the yard. Our small building has a tiny balcony and we can bump into each other when we turn around." Aunt Zhao saw that there was still a lot of pork, so she cut the pork and salted it. "It won't be a problem to put it away until tomorrow, we can just fry it then."
Seeing this, Li Fenlan simply cut the cabbage as well: "Then cut the cabbage as well, and Mingyunshu will sleep a little longer."
The two were working when Xie Mingcheng rushed in on his bicycle: "Mom, Aunt Zhao is steaming rice and cooking, and my sister said she wants us to pack a lunch box!"
ah?
Both of them were stunned. Li Fenlan asked uncertainly, "Mingcheng, are all the 꺘굛 portions sold out?"
This is too fast, we just went out for two minutes!
Xie Mingcheng didn't have time to explain. He carried a bunch of firewood over and started to boil water and steam rice: "It's not sold out yet, but Sister 놖 said we have to hurry."
Yun Shu spoke, and Li Fenlan and Aunt Zhao did not ask any more questions. They started working at the same time, one pot was used to steam rice, and the other was used to stir-fry vegetables. They did not delay the work at all. Moreover, they just cut the meat and cabbage, so it was faster this time.
Steaming rice in a big pot is fast, but in about two minutes, the rice and cabbage are out of the pot at the same time. While cooking, Xie Mingcheng has already cut the potatoes and put them in the water. Here, Li Fenlan and Aunt Zhao serve the rice and start to stir-fry the potato shreds.
A few minutes later, the two lunch boxes were neatly placed in a large box.
On the way to Xie Mingcheng, Xie Yunshu's incubator was empty. Her pocket was full of money, and she was so excited that she could hardly suppress her smile. As expected, Lu Zhixing was a man with bad luck all over. After he divorced her, he had been making money one after another.
A month ago, she would never have dared to imagine that money could be so easy to make!
In just half an hour, she could make 24 yuan for a box lunch, assuming a profit of 80 cents per box lunch! The key point was that there were still many people waiting for her meal!
"Sister, didn't you say you would bring the lunch box over right away? It's been more than 15 minutes, and I'm almost starving!" He came back from home at six in the morning, bringing a kettle and biscuits with him, but after eating the food, who could eat the biscuits!
Xie Yunshu quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, brother, I'll be there soon!"
The stock exchange is crowded with people, and the trading center will be closed the next day, and no one will be there. In fact, it is the same if you endure it and go home to eat the next day. But from six o'clock to now, the high mental tension is unbearable, and it is even more unbearable if you are hungry.
As he was talking, Xie Mingcheng rode over from the west on his bicycle. The cold and aloof young man lost his usual indifference at school. His handsome face flushed with excitement: "Sister, the food is here!"
After he shouted like that, not only Xie Yunshu, but everyone else who was waiting to eat came to grab their food.
"Hey, give it to me first. I've been waiting for half a day!"
"Brother, this is not authentic. Why did you buy two?"
"You have a big appetite. I made money today. What's wrong with eating one more meal? It doesn't cost you any money!"
Xie Yunshu couldn't close her mouth at this point. She smiled so hard that her big eyes curved into slits: "Don't grab, don't grab. There are still several servings. You can eat your fill!"
The exchange was crowded with people, and so was Xie Yunshu's side.
Across the street, Thomas Tian, wearing a black coat, opened his eyes slightly wide: “Hey, Brother Chen, is that person Xie Yunshu?”
Shen Subai is from northern Beijing. After the project department stopped working, his family kept urging him to go back, but going back was nothing more than blind dating and marriage, so he simply stayed in Haicheng on the grounds that the project was unstable.
Today, Tian Hao dragged me out to eat.
"It's her." Shen Subai nodded after just one glance, but didn't mean to go over: "Didn't you say you were going to Haicheng Hotel for dinner? Why aren't you leaving?"
Tian Hao touched her and said, "After all, he is half a colleague. Let's go over and say hello!"
If the canteen is built in the future and she is unable to undertake the contract, then this colleague probably won't be able to continue working there.
Shen Subai's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't say whether to say hello or not, but asked: "Last time you said someone went to see Mr. Zhao to discuss contracting the canteen, what did they say?"
Tian Hao blinked his eyes: "It's probably the same. I heard that the man is Mr. Zhao's relative. He opened a restaurant in Haicheng and has two ready-made chefs."
At this point, Tian Hao felt a little regretful: "If we open a cafeteria, Xie Yunshu won't deliver meals to us. To be honest, her cooking is pretty delicious."
But Xie Yunshu was a young girl with no background in the project department. Although Secretary Jiang mentioned it, everyone knew that contracting the canteen was a lucrative job and it would not be Xie Yunshu's turn.
Shen Subai pursed his lips: “That’s not necessarily true.”
Since the canteen is contracted, it is related to the food problem of the entire project department and all the workers on the construction site. We have to find a reliable person. After observing Xie Yunshu for a month, I think she is that reliable person.
As for the others, they got in through connections, so let’s not even talk about whether the food quality is guaranteed, it’s hard to even say whether it’s clean and hygienic.
Tian Hao thought it was unlikely: "She is a young girl after all."
How could a young girl of this age have the ability to contract a canteen? Just thinking about it, I felt that this should be something a 40-year-old man would do. However, Xie Yunshu's cooking was delicious, so she could also be a female chef in the canteen, which was not bad.
Chen Subai frowned and asked, "Does being a young girl have anything to do with whether or not you can contract the canteen? Ability is important, and gender and age are not reference factors."
Tian Hao was stunned for a moment. Age and gender, aren’t they important?
However, while the two were talking, Xie Yunshu had already sold out her lunch box and was sitting on the wheelbarrow, her eyes narrowed with laughter.
Xie Mingcheng's eyes fell on the tip of her nose that was red from the cold, and his eyes dimmed. Then he put the hat behind Xie Yunshu on her and said, "Sister, you've been outside in the wind for half a day, don't catch a cold."
Xie Yunshu smiled and looked at her: "Can't you see that your sister is sweating? Are you afraid of the cold when you make money?"
Both of them have outstanding looks. Although they are not dressed well, they are still eye-catching in the sun.
Tian Hao sighed: "This guy seems to have a good relationship with Xie Yunshu. He is not very old, but he is also very handsome. Hey, compared to him, we are all old men..."
Today is already twenty-five, not to mention the twenty-year-old man, Shen Subai who is being urged to get married by his family...
Chen Subai glanced at him: "Who are you calling an old man?"
Tian Hao exclaimed, "You must be joking. When did Brother Chen become so sensitive about age? Didn't he just say that age is not important?"
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