Chapter 3 Takeaway Orders

"It's just this dish, I'm going to trouble Uncle Mo to do it. The corners of Jiang Cicada's mouth twitched, and he barely showed a smile. If Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo weren't familiar with her, they wouldn't have felt that this was a smile at all.

Uncle Mo laughed: "That's natural, Jiang girl, you just say that your Uncle Mo doesn't have anything else, but he can still do it." ”

Aunt Mo looked at the big one and the small one huddled there muttering, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. Wouldn't it be nice if Jiang Chan was their daughter? If she and Lao Mo had children, they would probably be about the same age as Jiang Chan.

It's just a pity that Jiang Chan, a girl, has to work and study part-time at a young age, alas, Aunt Mo sighed, if you can help, you can help.

Uncle Mo and Jiang Chan said that the two of them had set up six dishes, four meat and two vegetables, and took them to the construction site to let the workers try them, as for the follow-up list, Jiang Chan didn't believe that they would not be moved after tasting Uncle Mo's craftsmanship.

At about half past ten in the morning, Jiang Chan rode the small electric tricycle purchased by Uncle Mo and groped his way to the construction site under the scorching sun. The scorching sun was scorching, and beads of sweat flowed down Jiang Chan's forehead, but she didn't care about it at all.

Although the plan is very good, Jiang Chan is only a fourteen-year-old girl after all, and whether she can earn the first pot of gold now depends on her next performance.

Fortunately, Jiang Chan has few natural facial expressions, although he thinks a lot in his heart, his face is still cold, and he is very upright. Along the way, Jiang Chan was organizing the language, thinking about what he would say when he went to the construction site later.

At eleven o'clock, the construction site gradually ended, and on this hot day, everyone had no appetite to eat a big pot of rice. An honest young man poked the rice in the lunch box: "Alas, I eat a big pot of rice every day, and Lao He is tired of eating these dishes." ”

A man in his forties beside him swallowed a mouthful of stewed yellow beans: "It's better to bear with it, there is no village in front of the village, there is no store in the back of the village, and there is not even a food seller." ”

"Even if there is, I can't eat this greasy thing on this hot day. ”

"That's right, at this time, I want to eat some cold vegetables, which is enough to be comfortable. ”

The honest young man closed the lunch box angrily: "Forget it, if you don't eat it, you really don't have an appetite." ”

Lao He kindly persuaded him: "It's better to eat a little, or you won't have the strength to work in the afternoon." ”

"Alas, it's getting hotter and hotter. ”

Jiang Chan arrived at the construction site when everyone was talking to me, and at noon, there was no person in charge on the construction site, so I saw more than a dozen people sitting together in the shade on the side, looking sad and unable to swallow.

Jiang Chan cheered himself up, touched the jade cicada on his chest again, and drove the tricycle to the place where these people were sitting.

The honest young man who was wilting suddenly sniffed and looked around, his eyes completely fixed when he saw Jiang Cicada.

Looking at Jiang Chan's gaze here, he suddenly got up, took a long leg and ran towards Jiang Chan's tricycle, his eyes were green, and he looked like a wolf had seen meat.

also stopped in front of Jiang Chan's tricycle, and kept sniffing: "Little girl, what delicious food did you bring?"

Someone asked, Jiang Chan generously unveiled the dishes she brought, all of them were well packed in large pots, and they were still steaming.

"I ...... I'm from a small restaurant near here," the previous sentence was still a little stuck, and the more Jiang Chan said it later, the more fluent he became: "Our restaurant has a new fast food, and I want to come to the construction site to see if you have any demand here." ”

The honest man didn't care what Jiang Chan said, his eyes stared directly at the food brought by Jiang Chan, and suddenly he shouted at the crowd over there: "There is food, do you want to eat it?"

As soon as he shouted, the dozen or so people immediately gathered around. Looking at the meals brought by Jiang Chan again, they look really good.

"Little girl, how much does it cost? Give me a copy first?" The honest man looked at the saliva that was about to come down, especially when he saw the pot of cucumbers, he wanted to feast on it.

Driven by this honest man, the meals brought by Jiang Chan were all wrapped up in less than twenty minutes, not to mention that the man also called more than 30 other people to come over.

When Jiang Chan went back, his pocket was full of money, plus an order for fifty dinners. Thinking about how much money he could make from this meal, Jiang Chan went back to Uncle Mo's restaurant with satisfaction.

Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo were very busy, there were many customers in the store, Jiang Chan put down his bag and went into the kitchen. It wasn't until one o'clock that Jiang Cicada stopped.

Aunt Mo wiped the table: "Little Cicada, it's time for lunch." ”

Uncle Mo laughed: "Girl, how was the harvest of going?"

The corners of Jiang Chan's mouth twitched: "It's all sold, and it will cost fifty copies at night." ”

Aunt Mo's eyes widened slightly, and then she smiled happily: "How good is that, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Jiang Chan was very calm: "You were busy at that time." ”

Uncle Mo is also happy, not only because he made money, but also because he was able to help Jiang Chan. They all know Jiang Chan very well, if they directly tell Jiang Chan to sponsor her to study, according to this girl's self-esteem, she will never accept it.

Now that Jiang Chan has found a way, they can still make money, and all in all, they will not lose.

"In this way, I will go with you to deliver it in the evening, and by the way, I will finalize with others how many boxed lunches will be delivered every day in the future. "Aunt Mo is more neat and can speak well.

With Aunt Mo's company, the fast food list on the construction site was easily set, and Jiang Chan needed to deliver 100 fast food to the construction site every day, and the meal fee was paid daily.

After the list was set, Aunt Mo gave Jiang Chan two hundred neatly: "This is your salary today." ”

Jiang Chan excused: "It's too much." ”

Aunt Mo raised her eyebrows: "If you give it to you, you will take it, and in the future, you will have to run to the construction site every day, it is very hard, this is hard-earned money." ”

Jiang Chan was helpless, just thinking that Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo took care of her so much, and she must repay them in the future.

When she went back, Aunt Mo also packed a few meals for her: "Slow down when you go back, pay attention to safety, and talk to me when you arrive." ”

There are two large plastic bags hanging on the head of the ginger cicada car, and the twenty-eight big bars are staggering forward. Coldly pressed against a raised stone, Jiang Chan fell down with an unstable center of gravity.

The summer clothes are very thin, and Jiang Chan's elbows and knees are all torn, and they hurt hotly. If it was a little squeamish, he would have cried a long time ago, Jiang Chan just wiped his face, looked at the food and saw that the food was not spilled, picked up the car and continued to walk.