Chapter 057 Prepare the sacks to hold the money
Can the power of one person be as great as that of two people?
Of course not.
Finally, Rong Mei obediently followed Chen Chunlan and Wu Xiujuan to a roadside stall selling noodles.
It was lunchtime and the stall owner was so busy that he didn't even have time to greet a few people.
The few low tables on the street were filled with people.
Rong Mei frowned, "Two sisters-in-law, let's go to the restaurant. There's not even any seats available here."
Chen Chunlan comforted him cheerfully, "It's okay, let's call them first, they eat very quickly, and when others get up later, we can sit down."
Rong Mei didn't understand, but she respected him.
So he said to the busy stall owner, "Boss, give us three bowls with meat."
When Chen Chunlan heard about adding meat, she was shocked and quickly stepped forward to stop them, "My dear sister, plain noodles are fine. Plain noodles are 40 cents, but adding meat will cost 60 cents."
Then he smiled and said to the boss, "Boss, we just want three vegetarian bowls."
This time, Rong Mei did not follow Chen Chunlan's lead. She took out one dollar and eight cents in change and handed it over with a firm attitude.
"Boss, I want three bowls with meat."
With that kind of momentum, if she hadn't happened to have one dollar and eighty cents in change, she would have put on an act of generosity and acted like a domineering boss, took out two dollars and handed it to the noodle stall owner, saying in a deep and cold voice, "No need for the change!"
"Okay, just find a seat, we'll be there soon." The boss just looked up at her, took the money, answered her, and went back to his work.
Rong Mei even doubted whether the boss remembered it clearly.
The three of them stood by and waited. Just as Chen Chunlan said, someone soon finished eating and stood up.
Chen Chunlan quickly went over to help the stall owner collect the dishes and chopsticks, and then wiped the table.
Then he called Rong Mei and Wu Xiujuan, "You two should sit down quickly."
Rong Mei smiled at Chen Chunlan's attentiveness and jokingly said, "Sister-in-law Chunlan, you are a waitress, but you are more enthusiastic than the stall owner."
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.
After sitting down, Chen Chunlan pulled Rong Mei and whispered, "Sister, don't say anything. Look how busy this stall is. I really want to ask the boss if he wants to hire someone..."
Over the years, everything in the family has been supported by her husband, Lao Zhu, alone.
To be honest, she also wanted to find a job to reduce the burden on the family and share some of the work for Lao Zhu.
She has little education, and is not even qualified to work in a company or a factory as a worker, let alone work there.
So when Rong Mei heard what the waiter said, she was actually a little moved.
She can’t be a waitress in a state-owned restaurant, but the requirements for being a waitress at a street stall shouldn’t be that high.
Rong Mei looked at Chen Chunlan in surprise after hearing this, "Sister-in-law, are you serious? I was just joking."
Chen Chunlan nodded in dismay and smiled bitterly, "Really? You know, I have four kids to take care of at home, and I have elderly people to take care of in my hometown. I rely on your brother Zhu alone. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I say this. There's not a month that I don't live a tight life."
When talking about these things, Chen Chunlan's eyes rarely showed any light.
If it had been a few years ago, even if life was tight, Chen Chunlan would not have thought of this.
The situation in the past few years was special, but it has been different in recent years. The wind direction is changing. Although working for a self-employed person has a bad reputation, it is better than having no money.
Afraid that Rong Mei didn't know how serious he was, and as if to strengthen his resolve, he continued, "Besides, isn't the organization encouraging military wives to be self-sufficient? Although it doesn't sound good to be a waitress for a self-employed person, at least I get paid every month, right?"
Rong Mei saw Chen Chunlan's serious look, looked at her twice, and said seriously, "Then you might as well set up a stall and be your own boss instead of being a waiter."
It’s not entirely because she can’t bear the hardship, but mainly because she doesn’t have the skills.
If you just set up a snack stand, you will go home and count your money every day.
When people in later generations say that those who make missiles are not as good as those who sell tea eggs, they are referring to this era.
Chen Chunlan is hardworking and has good skills, so it is perfect for her to set up a snack stand.
"Sister, I don't have what it takes to be a boss." Chen Chunlan muttered softly.
She didn't even dare to think about being a boss.
It took her a lot of courage to become a waitress.
Rong Mei:......
In order to build up some self-confidence for Chen Chunlan, Rong Mei encouraged her.
"Look, isn't it just a boiler stove, two tables and chairs, and pots and pans, all set up? You are more enthusiastic than that stall owner. Once you set up your stall, you will definitely get more business than him..."
As he was speaking, the stall owner interrupted, "Your noodles are ready, please come and serve them yourself."
"I'll go serve the noodles. You sit still and don't move. Keep your seat." Chen Chunlan stood up and told Rong Mei to sit still and don't move. Keep her seat.
"I'll go too." Wu Xiujuan also stood up.
Rong Mei was of course not polite and sat there waiting for Chen Chunlan to bring it to her.
This is a different restaurant. There are quite a few people standing at the back.
As soon as you leave the stool, someone else will sit down immediately.
So Rong Mei is just a placeholder.
Soon, Chen Chunlan brought the noodles over, and everyone started eating without saying a word.
I don’t know if it’s because the boss was too busy and didn’t manage his time well, or if his cooking skills were just not that good, the noodles were soft and not chewy at all.
Even this is not as delicious as the one made by Zhou Nanxu.
Rong Mei only took two bites and lost her appetite.
He took two sips of soup and put down his chopsticks.
Chen Chunlan raised her eyebrows, "Sister, why don't you eat?"
Rong Mei smiled and said, "I'm full. If you ask me, this taste is not as good as your cooking, Sister Chunlan."
He did not forget to encourage Chen Chunlan again.
Wu Xiujuan, who was eating, raised her head and agreed with Rong Mei's words, "Chunlan, Rong Mei is right, this noodle is not as delicious as the one you made."
"Look, look at this skill, the business is so good, I need your skills to set up a stall--"
There was a two-second pause, pretentiously mysterious.
He patted Chen Chunlan on the shoulder and coughed lightly.
"Get ready to prepare sacks for money!"
Chen Chunlan blushed and said in an embarrassed tone, "Sister, please stop making fun of me..."
Following what Rong Mei said, he looked at the people still queuing around him.
As if he had mustered up all his courage, he looked at Rong Mei and the others and said, "But do you really think my cooking skills are better than that stall owner's?"
She has her own mouth, so she could tell that the food wasn't as delicious as what she cooked herself.
But I was also afraid that she was just bragging about herself.
Good craftsmanship only comes true when it is spoken by others.
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