Chapter 129 Bitter Tea Reduces Fire

An hour before the store opened, Lin Musen and Yang Jiawen rode a motorcycle to Beixin Road.

Coming to this place by car, it's too hard to find a place to park. And the parking lot outside, the parking fee is expensive. Lin Musen therefore persuaded Yang Jiawen not to drive, parked the car in the tropical fish community, and the two of them rode a motorcycle over.

This is not that Lin Musen wants to take advantage of Yang Jiawen.

He thought about it, the two have the friendship of classmates, and now they are colleagues. As long as you get along with each other with a reasonable attitude, it's fine.

The two walked to Lin Musen's Shuiling grocery store and opened the door.

Since there was no limit to the first wave of trial sales, there was no queue in front of the merger. And it doesn't take much time to buy cut mangoes, they are basically packaged, as long as you pay for the bill, the speed is very fast.

In comparison, Dong Wu's mango milk ice shop looks deserted. But it is said that last night, the male clerk did not come home from work in the afternoon, and has been accompanying the female clerk to work in the evening, helping to cut fruits. Otherwise, the cut fruit will not be enough.

Speaking of which, the two clerks are quite responsible.

Lin Musen wanted to scold, but he didn't know where to start. After all, the boss does not have the right to force employees to endure hardships, and they have already done what they are obligated to do and help more.

Otherwise, there would have been a problem with sales last night.

Throughout the night, running back and forth, sleeping for less than five hours, Lin Musen took a breath, feeling that his breath was not fresh, this was the rhythm of the rising liver fire.

Yang Jiawen also felt that the liver was very hot, and her mouth was dry. Lin Musen slept less, she slept less.

After all, she slipped out of work halfway through, and she had to explain to her father and the company.

In the end, she slept less than an hour. Dark circles are noticeable. She didn't try to hide it, though.

"Do you sell bitter tea here?"

Yang Jiawen entered the store and watched Lin Musen get busy, but instead of washing her hands to cut the mangoes, she began to check the accounts and find out the information of the two employees. asked Lin Musen for the right to use the company's account, and then sent his salary.

Employees like this, who only work for one day, actually pay the most attention to regulations and rights, so the company must do a good job.

After doing this, Yang Jiawen asked about Lin Musen's bitter tea.

Bitter tea can reduce liver fire, Yang Jiawen doesn't like the feeling of liver fire being too strong, and after drinking bitter tea, although it is bitter for the tongue, the whole spirit will become better.

It's just that good bitter tea and bad bitter tea have a big difference in taste and efficacy.

If you drink good bitter tea, even if Yang Jiawen will die bitterly, she will remember the address of the store.

Each bitter tea recipe is different, and it is a kind of chance to encounter effective bitter tea.

"I didn't hear that bitter tea was sold here, and no one came out to sell it so early, right?"

Of course, Lin Musen knew about bitter tea. There is a woman in the vegetable market in Zuozhen, who will push a cart out to sell.

When he is really uncomfortable, he will also buy a cup to drink.

After having the Reiki kettle, he hadn't drunk bitter tea for a long time.

"If I sell bitter tea, I will definitely come out early, instead of coming out late to set up a stall, because in the morning, I can feel the liver fire the most, and many office workers, like us, are sleep deprived. ”

Yang Jiawen was dissatisfied. If there was no bitter tea to drink, she really had to sleep to catch up on her sleep. Yesterday there was a fight with her dad.

"Is there really a seller of bitter tea?" Lin Musen said suddenly.

"Oh, where? I'm going to buy it. Anyway, I don't help with things in the store. My job is a secretary. ”

"Around the corner, there's a woman with a child setting up a stall!"

Lin Musen said. As for Yang Jiawen's saying that he wouldn't help, he can quite understand. Yang Jiawen's job is a secretary, and the main reason for coming here is to help him find employees, and meet Dong Wu to discuss the sale of mangoes.

Yang Jiawen carried her wallet and went over.

However, Yang Jiawen went for a long time and did not come back. If it weren't for the fact that Yang Jiawen and the woman selling bitter tea could be seen from afar, Lin Musen would have really gone over to find it.

Lin Musen cut the mangoes, filled the refrigerated space, and prepared to start making kumquat lemons before Yang Jiawen came back.

Originally, at this time, Yang Jiawen should have gone to a hardware store or a nearby Carrefour to find a transparent bucket.

Yang Jiawen didn't come back alone, there was a woman behind her, and the woman was pushing several bottles of bitter tea.

Don't ask Lin Musen. Yang Jiawen said the reason for bringing the woman over:

"I've helped you find good employees. Her bitter tea is also good, you see if you can improve the taste. We sold it together. It's just that you have to divide a part of the money from the sale of bitter tea to others. Her family's bitter tea is top-notch. ”

"I know. Lin Musen replied.

Can you not know? Yang Jiawen's big dark circles are gone.