Chapter 427: You probably can’t guess…
Su Chen originally thought.
Skills that have nothing to do with cooking, such as "proficient in suona" and "professional lock picking", will most likely be filtered out during the review process.
However, the facts were beyond his expectations, and the platform marked it out truthfully.
He clicked on his personal details page.
Behind the skill label of "Professional Lock Picking" there is a line of inconspicuous small print: "Registered, complete qualifications."
Su Chen continued to browse and the price details section came into view.
It is clearly shown above that the charge for each service is 60 yuan, and the service time is strictly limited to 90 minutes.
There are more detailed instructions at the bottom of the page: These 90 minutes cover the entire process of preparation and cooking, which is suitable for an average family to make 3-4 home-cooked meals.
In addition, when it comes to food preparation, customers have the right to choose independently. They can choose to prepare the ingredients themselves. If they choose to have the service provider buy them on their behalf, they can also pay for the food based on the shopping receipt from a regular supermarket.
After reading it, Su Chen felt that these regulations were quite reasonable.
It takes into account the service provider's workload and time cost, while also taking into account the customer's actual needs and consumption experience.
Although he knew that the price of 60 yuan was indeed too low considering his current cooking skills.
But on second thought, this is a system task after all, and I don’t really want to use it as a means of making a living.
Setting the price too high will discourage many customers, affect the number of orders, and make it more difficult to complete the sales tasks for this week.
Su Chen selected "Start accepting orders at 8 am on Monday" in "Order Settings" and then clicked the confirmation button.
"Setup successful, your service will be visible to customers from 8:00 tomorrow."
After completing the settings, an idea suddenly popped up in Su Chen's mind.
I don’t think any old customer would have such a rich imagination to guess that he came to their house to cook.
After all, it's too curious.
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Monday morning, 7:30.
Su Chen lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a while, listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the glass outside the window.
He turned off the alarm, got up and opened the curtains.
The rain was indeed lighter than yesterday, but it was still continuous and the sky was gray.
After Su Chen sent Nuonuo to school, he returned home and won three games in a row.
Before I knew it, I glanced at the time on my phone and found that it was almost nine o'clock.
Only then did he remember that he had important things to attend to, so he quickly opened the "Happiness Home" app and went to his personal homepage.
The page clearly shows the "ready to accept orders" status, but there is no order prompt and the order list is still empty.
Su Chen frowned, but soon felt relieved.
After all, this is a newly launched feature of the platform. As a newcomer, I have no past reviews and order records for customers to refer to.
And since it’s still early for lunch, most people probably haven’t started thinking about cooking yet.
In this case, it is understandable that no one placed an order at the beginning.
Besides, the system only required him to complete 10 tasks. In his opinion, the task was not difficult and was almost as easy as a free gift.
Thinking of last week's business task of reciting lines while wearing a doll costume, Su Chen felt more and more that the system must have made special arrangements because of his hard work last week and the bad weather this week. It could be considered a welfare bureau.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved, leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa, and clicked on the next game with peace of mind.
…
At the same time, in an office building in the city.
Wang Jiale was rubbing his aching neck and standing up from his workstation with difficulty.
His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was a mess like a bird's nest, and his shirt was wrinkled and stuck to his body.
As a programmer, he was urgently called back to the company at one o'clock last morning. There was a serious bug in the company's online system, and he was required to go to the company's computer room immediately to deal with it.
I stayed up most of the night and finally solved the problem at dawn.
Seeing that he had stayed up all night, his boss specially approved him to go home and rest without having to go to work today.
Wang Jiale dragged his heavy and tired body, began to pack up the laptop and some documents on the table, and walked out of the company gate.
The cold raindrops hitting his face cleared his mind a little.
He originally wanted to take a taxi and rush home as soon as possible to have a good sleep and relieve the fatigue after staying up all night.
But when he looked at his account balance and remembered that he had just paid this month's rent yesterday, he instantly gave up the idea of taking a taxi.
"Let's take the subway. It's only a few hundred meters from the subway station anyway, so I can just treat it as morning exercise."
Wang Jiale said helplessly.
The journey was relatively smooth. The elevator arrived at the 27th floor with a "ding" sound. Wang Jiale walked out of the elevator and stood at the door of his home.
He habitually reached for his trouser pocket, trying to pull out the key to open the door, and unconsciously hummed: "Searching in my small pocket, taking out the small key to open the big door..."
However, he fumbled in his pocket for a long time but found nothing.
Wang Jiale's blurred eyes instantly became clear, and he quickly searched all the pockets on his body, including the front and back pockets of his jeans, his shirt pockets, and even the various compartments of his computer bag.
But the key seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
"Hey, where's my house key?"
"Didn't it fall on the subway?"
"Or did you forget it at the company?"
He tried hard to recall the last time he saw the key, trying to find a clue.
My memory rewinds like a tape: I didn't even notice my keys when I left the office, and I didn't seem to use them when I took the subway...
Suddenly, he slapped his forehead and scratched his hair.
He finally remembered.
After getting home from get off work last night, he was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, so he threw his keys on the sofa and hurried to the bathroom.
Because I didn't control the force when throwing the key, the key slid into the gap of the sofa.
At that time, he thought about picking it up after going to the toilet.
As a result, after coming out of the bathroom, he habitually picked up his phone to watch videos and completely forgot about the keys.
Later, I was called to the company by an emergency call in the middle of the night. I was already groggy and my mind was still spinning.
When he went out, he didn't even remember that his key was still in the crack of the sofa, and he went straight to the company.
"What the hell... I should have left a spare key at the company."
Wang Jiale had a miserable look on his face.
At this moment, he stood at the closed door of his home, looking at the familiar but unopenable door. The only solution was to find a locksmith.
Wang Jiale stood at the door of his house and looked around at the walls of the corridor.
It was covered with lock-opening advertisements, making it dizzying.
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(End of this chapter)
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