Xia Baozhu withdrew the money she had just deposited and signed a one-year house rental contract with Sun Xingyan.
Sun Xingyan had someone drive over and move all the things out of the room, cleaning it up very thoroughly.
With the help of San Gou, Xia Baozhu borrowed a tape measure and paper and pen from next door and began to measure the size of the room herself.
It is 8.3 meters long, 6.5 meters wide, and about three meters high.
Draw the kitchen, counter/cashier area, and waiting area on paper.
The kitchen is initially divided into three areas: raw material area, preparation area, and finished product area.
The countertops combine glass and solid wood designs.
The waiting area has two benches on each side.
There should be two doors: one iron door for security and one glass door for aesthetics.
The walls need to be painted, the cement floor in the waiting area can be tiled, and the kitchen area will be left as is for the time being, since funds are limited.
We need to make a lightbox for the store name, but what's a good name for it?
Double-door refrigerators with both fresh and frozen compartments are too expensive. Luckily, it's winter now, so I don't need to buy one for the time being.
Xia Baozhu originally thought that more than 5,000 yuan was a lot, but she didn't expect that the rent alone would take up half of it.
Oh, and I also need to go to the Administration for Industry and Commerce to get the business license.
When Sun Xingyan returned after finishing his work, he saw Xia Baozhu writing and drawing on paper, so he came over to take a look.
"Xia Zhaodi, I didn't know you had this skill. You can draw floor plans. If you had graduated from university, you would have been able to build skyscrapers."
It's unclear whether Sun Xingyan's words were more praise or sarcasm.
Xia Baozhu was startled by his sudden outburst and silently rolled her eyes. He was the landlord, and she couldn't afford to offend him.
“It’s very simple, it’s in the elementary school textbook.” Xia Baozhu was referring to the orientation map in the math textbook.
"It's a shame you didn't go to college with that kind of brain." Sun Xingyan looked around and handed the key to Xia Baozhu, saying, "Alright, this place is yours for the next year. Do a good job."
After saying that, Sun Xingyan was about to leave when Xia Baozhu called out to him, "Little Sun, wait a moment."
"Little Sun? Are you sure he's older than me? Is there anything else?"
"I'd like to ask, do you know where I can buy kitchen utensils cheaply?"
"Just go to Dongguan Market. They have food, seasonings, pots and pans there."
"Where is Dongguan Market?" Xia Baozhu had been wandering around the city center for a while and had no idea that Dongguan Market existed.
Riding a bicycle is not like driving a car; it's not much faster. Besides, she only spent less than a week actually exploring the area.
"Near Wanhe Edible Oil Factory, it's a bit remote. If you're buying a lot, you'd better hire a tricycle."
"Where is that Wanhe Edible Oil Factory?" Xia Baozhu remembered hearing about it, but didn't know its exact location.
"You, you don't even know you've been sold off." Sun Xingyan was speechless. He understood that it wasn't easy for a woman like her, guessing that she had been confined to the house and not allowed to run around before. He sighed and said, "Fine, I'll be a good person to the end and go with you."
"Thank you, Xiao Sun. I'll treat you to two meals for free once I make some fried chicken."
This weather is unbearable if you're not going out to play.
Riding a bicycle in winter is better when there's no wind, but it's even worse when there is wind. The biting wind howls into your arms and blows against your face, turning your face red with cold.
Sun Xingyan regretted his impulsive decision to come out, thinking he should have gone home and put on a down jacket before coming out. He had dressed lightly to look good.
He used to complain that down jackets were too bulky and didn't look good, but now he really regrets not having enough clothes when he needs them.
At this moment, he envied Xia Baozhu, who was dressed in thick clothes. Although it looked rustic, it was warm enough.
"Brother Sun, where are you going?" A pretty girl in a pink down jacket across the street called out to Sun Xingyan.
"I have something to do, let's talk when I get back." Sun Xingyan waved his hand. It was warmer riding his bike, and he didn't want to stop when he saw the beautiful woman.
Upon seeing the Dongguan Market, Sun Xingyan pointed out its location to Xia Baozhu and hurried back, deciding to let San Gou do such good deeds next time.
As Sun Xingyan described, Dongguan Market is a three-meter-wide road with crammed stalls on both sides, and the goods on them are clearly visible.
Xia Baozhu bought a bunch of basins, big basins and small basins, iron basins, aluminum basins, stainless steel basins and plastic basins, as well as large iron pots, small iron pots, iron plates, chopsticks, thermos flasks and kettles.
In short, I feel like I lack everything I see, and I need to buy everything I see.
I was mentally calculating the cost; these things were quite expensive compared to my current wages.
After much deliberation, she still bought a gas stove, something she used to be afraid of and wouldn't dare touch.
Now, when she makes food, she has to overcome her fear of this because it's fast and convenient.
Using a traditional earthen stove is safe, but finding firewood is troublesome. It's better to use a honeycomb stove, although the fire from a honeycomb briquette stove is difficult to control. It's fine for warming the pot, boiling water, and cooking, but it's a hassle when you need it urgently.
Xia Baozhu also bought a honeycomb briquette stove, which she uses for cooking and boiling water.
With so much stuff, Xia Baozhu hired a large pedicab and had the driver follow her.
Next, she bought chicken legs and seasonings, not too many, intending to cook them and send them to Sun Xingyan to try first, so that she could ask him for help when needed.
After bringing these items back to the shop, Xia Baozhu, wearing rubber gloves, filled a water pipe in the yard and washed them.
She needs someone to bring the water pipes inside; it's too cold to wash these things outside in the winter.
Clean the chicken legs, cut the tendons in the legs, pierce them with a fork, and then marinate.
There were no tables, so everything was done squatting on the ground. Xia Baozhu, dressed in thick clothes, looked like a ball.
During the marinating process, Xia Baozhu added things she hadn't thought of before to the piece of paper she had just written.
Xia Baozhu found a stool in the pile of clutter in the backyard, raised it with bricks, and placed the single-burner stove on it.
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