Chapter 341： Dongjia's Noodles

Chapter 341

Waiting for Jiang Xiaobai and others to return to the door of the shop is already past 9 o'clock in the evening, almost ten o'clock.

Without Jiang Xiaobai's arrangement, Li Xiaoliu went back to the house and fetched two bottles of wine.

"Come on, let me warm myself up with two mouthfuls. After unloading the car, I invite everyone to eat. Zhou Guomin will go and talk to the restaurant so that he can quickly cook the rice, warm up the wine, and make a pot of **** soup.

Jiang Xiaobai ordered.

"Good." Zhou Guomin replied and turned and walked towards the small restaurant in the alley not far away.

Although the small restaurant should be closed at this time, Jiang Xiaobai and others are tired and hungry. If they don't eat something hot, they may be sick tomorrow.

Wine bottles were worn in the hands of everyone, and two bottles of Erguotou were completely wiped out by everyone in a circle.

He also felt warm, Jiang Xiaobai yelled, and everyone began to unload the truck.

On the other side, when Zhou Guomin came to the small restaurant, the small restaurant was closed. The lights in the house were all off, and it was obviously resting.

"Boom boom boom." Zhou Guomin came forward and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me, Uncle Zhang,"

"Boy Zhou, what's wrong?"

"Uncle Zhang, we picked up the goods this afternoon. We just came back and haven't eaten yet." Zhou Guomin said.

There was silence in the room for a while, and it was obvious that no one was in a good mood after being disturbed to sleep in the winter.

Then the lights in the room came on, and there was a sound of footsteps, and the door was opened?

"Come in, how many people are eating, what do you want to cook?"

Uncle Zhou greeted, Jiang Xiaobai and the others are eating at them all day, and they are considered their biggest customers.

Although I had fallen asleep in the winter night and didn't want to get up, but Jiang Xiaobai and his big client came, he still got up and greeted enthusiastically.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang, let you get up so late. We have more than 20 people, and try to make it rich. Warm up a few bottles of good wine and make a pot of **** soup." Zhou Guomin confessed.

"It's okay." Listening to the number of people eating at Jiang Xiaobai's side, Uncle Zhang immediately became sincere with the enthusiasm he had forced.

If this is only cooking for one or two people, getting up in the evening, cooking with fire, and not earning much money, no one is in a good mood.

However, according to Jiang Xiaobai’s usual consumption of more than 20 people, he can make at least more than 10 yuan tonight, excluding the cost of the ingredients.

Jiang Xiaobai eats here at noon. There are also a lot of people. He earned more than ten dollars, and another ten dollars in the evening.

In addition to the scattered customers, this day, I can make a net profit of more than 30 yuan.

What's the burden at this point,

"Boy, his mother, get up to pick up... cooking?" Lao Zhang was so excited that he almost didn't call out the word picking up.

"Deng Xiaofang, you haven't gone home yet?" Jiang Xiaobai and others carried the goods into the store and found that the waiter Deng Xiaofang was still there.

"Well, there is nothing wrong at home. It doesn't matter if you pick up the goods and have not returned home, I will not leave." Deng Xiaofang said.

"Okay, then help tidy up the goods." Jiang Xiaobai nodded, remembering.

Waiting for Jiang Xiaobai and others to put the goods on the third floor, half an hour has passed.

It was more than 10 o'clock in the evening, Chen Zhengyue and other decoration workers, old masters of first-class pallet trucks, and Jiang Xiaobai and others were tired and exhausted.

Even Deng Xiaofang was sweating profusely.

After washing a little bit, Jiang Xiaobai directly settled the wages of the truck master.

Holding three yuan in his hand, all the pallet masters showed smiles on their faces.

Although I was busy this evening, I didn’t work in vain.

If you hire people every day, it will cost about one dollar for a day. If you are unlucky sometimes, you can’t make one dollar.

And in half a day today, I made three yuan.

"Go, go have a meal." Jiang Xiaobai waved and said.

Waiting at the small restaurant, watching the table full of meat dishes and rice, it is a climax.

Even Mr. Lao Yutou, the leader of the cart, swallowed.

"Aunt Zhang, where's the **** soup, is it ready?" Jiang Xiaobai greeted everyone in a daze to sit down, and shouted toward the back room kitchen.

"Okay." Aunt Zhang walked out carrying a large pot of **** soup and took a bowl for everyone.

The old man drank the **** soup from his head, but his eyes were fixed on the food on the table.

"Puff." Lao Yutou just drank it and spewed out again, thinking only about the rich food on the table, not even noticing that the **** soup was too hot.

Not only the old man, but the other pallet masters are also similar. Even if it’s New Year's Day, the family’s meals are not so rich.

Plates of meat dishes, bowls of spiky rice, let them swallow secretly one by one.

It’s been a long time since I had eaten like this, oh, it seems like I’ve never had it.

At this moment, Uncle Zhang took the warm wine and opened it to everyone.

A scent of wine rushed into everyone's nostrils, making it even more unbearable.

Even if the **** soup is hot again, everyone can't wait. They just want to quickly finish drinking the **** soup, and then start the feast.

Lao Yutou secretly figured it out, maybe it would still be the two tables, no less than 30 yuan.

But Lao Yutou didn't postpone it, so I put it in the past, and after finishing work for the rich man’s owner, I will give a table of noodles to eat.

"Just four words, eat and drink well." Jiang Xiaobai was looking forward to everyone's eyes, and everyone started to speak as soon as they fell.

When we finish eating, the snow is getting bigger.

"The snow is heavy. If you don't go back, you can just lay the floor in the store if you don't dislike it." Jiang Xiaobai said while looking at Daxue outside.

"It's okay, goodbye." A group of truck masters left one after another, leaving Yutou alone.

"Then the relationship is good, my family is my own person, unlike if they don’t go home and people worry, I just slept here. Your tiled floor is cleaner than my bed."

Old Yutou said, his tone was indescribably lonely.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, and asked Zhou Guomin to bring a bedding to the old man, and then turned to Deng Xiaofang.

"Do you want to go home or can you sleep here? If you are sleeping here, go to my office and pay attention to one night. I will arrange someone to send you home when I go home?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Then I will sleep in the store for one night. It's worth noting that I don't have to go to your office. I will go to the financial office." Deng Xiaofang said.

"How can I do that? I have a bed in my office. Just go to bed. This is the office key." Jiang Xiaobai threw the key to Deng Xiaofang as he said.

The bed in his office was also newly bought, and he had been laying on the floor before.

As for throwing the key to Deng Xiaofang, it is a relief for the girl to sleep.

Fortunately, there is heating in the house, but no one caught a cold when I got up early the next morning.

Jiang Xiaobai began to lead people in the store for final preparations, sorting the goods that arrived and loading them into the store.

It is also necessary to study how to match clothes in order to arouse people's desire to buy more.

(End of this chapter)