Rebirth 00 I earned 999 from selling lunch boxes

At eight o'clock, He Wenlin finally wrote the word "Lin" on all the coupons she brought back.

She hurriedly rode to the advertising company, handed these things to them, and made an appointment with them to pick them up around 9:30 tomorrow morning.

It was already nine o'clock when He Wenlin returned to the store.

Lin Fei, Dad He, and his second brother were all in the store.

The second brother is already making fried noodles, with Lin Fei as the master.

"Just right, fry it for me to eat."

In the afternoon, He Wenlin was rushing to make a table of dishes for Peng Liang and Chen Weihua, so she just weighed them casually. Not to mention she was really hungry at this moment.

He Wenjun made a stir-fry for He Wenlin. The cabbage inside was already a bit mushy and it was completely unattractive.

He Wenlin took a bite and then said: "Second brother, you still need to practice more and prepare a portion of fried noodles for my dad, Lin Fei and my mom."

"Does it taste terrible?"

The fried noodles that Dad He and Lin Fei made for the first time were not so ugly and salty, but He Wenlin didn't want to dampen the enthusiasm of her second brother. After all, he had never touched pot noodles before.

"It doesn't taste bad, but you definitely can't take out. Practice well. Tomorrow everyone's breakfast will also be your fried noodles. For everyone's taste, you'd better work hard and try to let everyone eat better food early..."

There was no late-night snack order today, and Father He and Lin Fei could also make fried rice noodles, so He Wenlin had the late-night snack and went directly back to the rental house.

She got up early and didn't take a nap at noon today. To be honest, she was very sleepy now.

After explaining a few words to He's father, Lin Fei, he went back.

Back at the rental house, grandma, He Shan, and my younger brother were all ready to go out.

"Why are you going?"

Mrs. He said: "Go and help in the store. We don't have to sell midnight snacks at night. Let's go and help."

"There's no need to help tonight. I don't have any group purchase orders. There are my dad, Lin Fei and my second brother in the store. They can be busy as long as they can. Let's all take a shower and go to bed early. Everyone has worked hard during this period. I can hardly keep my eyes open. opened."

When Mrs. He heard this, she hurriedly said: "Then you should go to bed quickly. You are the one who has the hardest time in the family."

After being here for one day, Mrs. He finally understood that this store is entirely supported by her granddaughter, and she also needs to take the lead, and she is also the chef.

He Shan said: "Linlin, grandma, you are resting at home. I will go to the store to have a look. I took a nap at noon and I am not sleepy now. If the store is busy, I can also help. If it is not busy, If so, I’ll be back soon.”

Mrs. He: "Shanshan, it's all your fault."

"No hard work, I'm leaving first."

After He Shan finished speaking, he went downstairs happily.

Mrs. He quickly got a bucket of water for He Wenlin and heated it to the point of burning her. She also said to He Wenlin: "Shanshan is good, hardworking and smart. How much salary will you give her? Don't give her less, because you won't be able to retain people if you give her less." .”

"Grandma, her salary is 750 yuan a month, plus a little commission, which adds up to about 850 yuan a month. I promised them a few days ago that if the store performs well, each person will be rewarded with 100 yuan. The performance has been Once completed, a reward of 100 yuan will definitely be given out. This income is not bad compared to my mother’s, and my mother does not include food.”

"You must give the reward you promised. If you break your promise, it will be difficult for others to believe you in the future."

"Grandma, I understand everything, don't worry."

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Now that the weather was hot and the water was warm, He Wenlin washed her hair and took a bath. After drying her hair, she went to bed.

Mrs. He was worried about the store. When she saw her granddaughter falling asleep, she closed the door gently and went out to see if she could help.

It was almost ten o'clock when we arrived at the store.

When Dad He saw Mrs. He coming, he quickly stood up to greet her: "Mom, why are you here? We are busy here. You are old, so you should rest early and don't have to worry about it."

"I can't sleep. I'll sit here for a while. If I get busy, I can just give you a try." Mrs. He looked at He Wenjun, "Xiaojun, how are you doing at stir-frying?"

He Wenjun scratched his head in embarrassment: "Nai, this is too difficult."

He Wenjun has fried several portions, but it still doesn't work. Especially when he heard that He's father, He Linfei, started frying fried noodles for takeout after more than a dozen portions in a row. He was shocked.

Mrs. He comforted her and said, "Don't be discouraged, today is still the first day."

He Shan: "Just take your time and don't be impatient. Not everyone has Linlin's talent."

Now He Shan's idol is He Wenlin, and both Liming and Xiaozhi have to step aside.

At around 10:10, people came to the store one after another for late-night snacks.

By about 10:20, it was very busy.

The shop was packed with people. Mrs. He and He Shanma were collecting money and looking for money. He's father, Lin Fei, was making pots of stir-fried noodles and fried eggs and fried rice.

"Why isn't Linlin here today?" It was Zhou Libo who spoke.

When Mrs. He heard the native dialect he spoke, she felt very cordial and quickly replied in the native dialect: "I'm sleeping at home."

"Now that you are here, she can finally relax." Zhou Libo said, "I heard that the pickled fish she cooks has no bones. She will cook us a big one at noon tomorrow, and she will also need a duck for konjac roast. Another water spinach.”

Mrs. He didn't know the price yet, so she hurriedly asked He Shan for help.

He Shan quickly said: "Thirty-six yuan in total, not including rice."

"Okay, that's settled then."

Zhou Libo readily gave the money.

Zhou Libo and several brothers from the Li family listened to He Hui boast about He Wenlin's craftsmanship all day long. They happened to have a holiday tomorrow, so they might as well have a good meal together.

Business at He Wenlin's side was booming, but the atmosphere at He Xing's side was not so good.

He Xing was so stimulated today that he didn't even bother to go out and sell supper at night.

Hearing the lively chatter and laughter coming from He Wenlin's shop behind him, he felt even worse.

When Liang Xiaoying came back after ten o'clock, she saw He Xing lying on the bed watching VCDs.

"You came back selling midnight snacks so early today? How much did you sell for?" Liang Xiaoying asked.

He Xing said nothing.

"What do you want me to ask you? How much did it cost?"

"Money, money, money, you know money!"

He Xing suddenly raised his voice, startling Liang Xiaoying.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you yelling?" Liang Xiaoying was so angry, "I'm working so hard in the factory, and you're lying at home, and you still get angry at me! Are you still a human being?"

He Xing threw the remote control in his hand and went out, too lazy to pay attention to Liang Xiaoying.

Liang Xiaoying was so angry that her tears kept falling.

He Xing felt annoyed when he heard his wife's cry. He lit a cigarette and smoked it intermittently.

He still doesn't know why he is so unlucky.

"Old He, did you quarrel with your wife?" An old cousin from Gan Province came over and said, "Let's go, stop smoking, and go play gold flowers. I won't go to work tomorrow and everyone is playing gold flowers. Let's go and play some games together. "

He Xingzheng was upset, and was dragged to fry the golden flowers.