The Almighty Little Chef

   Chapter 591 The smell of work clothes

  The boss watched the two begging for a long time here, and the attitude was very sincere, and the little girl was also very well-behaved. She looked about the same age as her own daughter. It seemed that she was really short of money.

"Very good!"

"thank you boss."

"Wait! Don't be too happy for the two of you. Although the other workers here are thirty-five to forty an hour, but you are novices. According to the frequency of the old workers, you count the money according to the box. Twenty cents, how much money you make depends on how much you move.

  The boss repeatedly emphasized that these two people don’t know what they are, and no matter how kind they are, they can’t compensate.

"good!"

  The two nodded in response.

  The boss took the two to the warehouse and saw workers moving things one by one. Most people were carrying two or three boxes at a time. Those with more strength would move one more, and the speed was very stable.

  Duan Muhong looked at the box that was forty or fifty centimeters high, so a two cents, how much he would have to move to cover the cost.

   "Okay, it's here, if you regret it now, you can go back." The boss obviously still wants to let the two of them retreat.

   "We move." Jiang Xiaofei said firmly.

   "There are clothes there, you can wear them, save yours if it gets dirty, and remember to return the clothes after you are done."

"thank you boss."

  The boss waved his hand and handed the two of them to the person who was overseeing, and he went back.

  The two discussed, went back and talked to the seniors who were resting, then came back quickly.

   "Oh, what's the smell!" Duan Muhong took the clothes and smelled it. There was a strong smell of sweat, mixed with the smell of tobacco. In short, the mixed smell was mixed, absolutely.

  Jiang Xiaofei smelled this unusual smell when she got close here, and immediately shut off her sense of smell.

  She glanced at Duan Muhong, casually chose the smallest set and put it on.

   "You really wear it." Duan Muhong looked at Concubine Jiang.

   "Well, do you want to wear it as you like." Jiang Xiaofei glanced at his valuable clothes.

  If you have money, you can make it whatever you want. Anyway, she is a poor one, so please wear work clothes obediently.

  Looking at the back of Jiang Xiaofei walking away, Duan Muhong pinched his nose and glanced in disgust, but he tried to put it on. He liked the clothes he was wearing now, and he didn't want to scrap it for the time being.

Duanmuhong was able to follow the steps of other stevedores at the beginning, carrying or holding two or three boxes at a time, and gradually felt inadequate, breathing slowly, because it was physical work, sweating more and more, and the pace Gradually can't keep up.

  Jiang Xiaofei easily walked to Duan Muhong holding three boxes and kindly reminded him, “You can move one box at a time, and take a break when you’re tired.”

   After speaking, he appeared relaxed and walked towards the truck.

  Duan Muhong looked at Concubine Jiang, everyone moved things together, "Why is she not tired?"

  Duan Muhong also slowly slowed down and moved slowly. He couldn't be embarrassed and disregarded his image at all. At any rate, he was still an entertainer.

  The photographer at the back looked at Duan Muhong with a hard word, and wanted to remind him that your image was long gone. Look at the face now, black and white, and panting as if he had just been kicked by a dog.

  Especially when compared with the white-faced Concubine Jiang, it is even more obvious.

  (End of this chapter)