Chapter 8: A Chance Encounter with a Deceased Person
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What else is there to say about the hostess?
Such a good embroiderer, she picked up a big bargain when she came to her shop as a sewing worker, how could she not agree?
Of course, she doesn't have the face to call Zhu Lingling Fat anymore, "I don't know what your name is?"
"My name is Zhu Ling, and the proprietress can call me Xiao Zhu. ”
"Okay, Xiao Zhu, you can come to work in two days. ”
"Okay!" Zhu Lingling responded happily, and quickly filled out the employee registration form handed over by the boss.
The work problem was solved, and the pace of leaving became brisk.
But she didn't know that as soon as she walked on the front foot, Liu Mei entered the store on the back foot.
She followed Zhu Fuling all the way to here, and found that Zhu Fuling was going to apply for a job as a tailor, so she deliberately said to the boss: "Boss, do you really want to recruit her to work here?" Don't look at her fat and strong, not like a man who can recruit men, in fact, she is very commotional, she can't move when she sees a man, my man has been entangled by her, and she also ran to my wedding to confess to my man!"
Liu Mei did it on purpose.
As soon as she thought that Zhu Lingling coveted her man, she became angry.
The last time I sued the office of the Women's Federation, I thought that I could teach Zhu Lingling a lesson, but I didn't expect to be fooled by her.
Still looking for a job?
The proprietress gasped after hearing what she said.
The men in her family are restless, and they often hook up with wild women outside, if Zhu Lingling takes a fancy to her, then she still has a stable life?
She wanted to recruit a tailor for the store, but not for a concubine for her man!
The proprietress quickly took out the employee registration form and crossed out the information that Zhu Lingling had just registered.
At this time, Zhu Fuling didn't know that she was being calculated.
She was visiting the trading market in Mangcheng.
Working as a tailor in a tailor shop is just to solve the problem of food and clothing, after all, it is not a long-term solution, Zhu Fuling still wants to be her own boss.
Let's see if there are any business opportunities to start a small business.
After walking around the trading market, I didn't see any doorways, but I walked out of a sweat, and my stomach was rumbling with hunger.
There are 9 dollars and 8 cents left in my pocket.
The small restaurant didn't dare to eat, so Zhu Lingling bought two big white steamed buns and a bag of soy milk, and then sat on a bench on the side of the road, and lunch was settled.
There are people coming in and out of the rice noodle shop next to it, and the business is very good, but the people who have finished eating come out of it, and their expressions are not very good.
"I'm tired of eating the big pot of rice in the factory, and I want to change the taste, the business here is so good, I thought it tasted good, but it turned out to be no better than the big pot of rice, it's a waste of money." ”
"Otherwise, you're going to eat the boxed lunch at the door of the factory?"
"That box of lunch is not delicious, and it is sold at a dead price, whoever buys it is a fool!"
Zhu Ling's inspiration flashed.
There are many factories around Mangcheng, and there are hundreds of workers, and three meals a day is a problem.
Naturally, it also seemed to be a business opportunity for her.
The pasta she made was applauded by Sister Zhang, maybe she could go to the factory to set up a noodle stall and sell pasta?
The idea was good, but Zhu Lingling touched the money in her pocket and could only sigh.
Let's take it one step at a time.
At least solve your own eating problem first, the rice jar at home is empty, and you can't open the pot.
Zhu Fuling has never been a person who feels sorry for herself, and when she finds a problem, she solves it, so she gets up neatly and goes to the trading market to buy something.
Buy a bag of rice first, then buy some ingredients.
With only 9 yuan and 2 cents in his pocket, he can't afford meat, and there is no refrigerator at home, so he can't buy ingredients that are not long ago, so he can only buy some corn, carrots, and cucumbers......
All of them added up, and they actually filled a big bag, which made Zhu Lingling smack her tongue.
The money in the 80s was really hard to spend, and in later generations, 9 yuan couldn't even buy a cup of good milk tea.
When Zhu Fuling got into the car with two large bags of things, it was already a little dark.
Still like when she came, she walked directly to the back of the car, put everything aside, and tried not to block the aisle, but she was already covered in sweat after a busy day.
The people in the car covered their noses and stayed away.
Zhu Lingling had no choice but to move a little more to the corner, so as not to affect others.
One accidentally rubbed into the person next to him.
"You don't have long eyes, and you are so fat and still sit in the car, how many people's places do you occupy? ”
The voice is familiar and sharp, it is Liu Mei.
I really didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, and the road was narrow.
Zhu Fuling knew that Liu Mei hated her, but Liu Mei pushed her down last time and didn't apologize, and went to the office of the Women's Federation to complain, almost letting her be kicked out of the family home.
As a result, Liu Mei not only did not accept it when she saw it, but intensified it.
If she doesn't resist, Liu Mei really thinks she is a soft bun, and she can knead it and pinch it flat.
Zhu Fuling's face was slightly gloomy, "Aren't fat people qualified to take the car? You are still a teacher, don't you know what it means for everyone to be equal?"
The people in the car looked over one after another, and their eyes were a little condemning when they looked at Liu Mei.
"That's right, what's wrong with the fat? Who provoked whom? I didn't eat her rice!"
"I think this girl is very good, she consciously stands in the back, she doesn't sit if there is still a vacant seat in the car, she is already very polite, I don't want to get in the way of others, how about she wants others?"
"What about the teacher, if anyone's child is taught by her, won't he be taught badly?"
Liu Mei was arrogant, when had she been condemned in public? Suddenly, her face turned the color of pig liver, and she stared at Zhu Fuling's eyes eager to eat her, "Zhu Fuling, I have written down this account, let's see!"
Then, the moment the car arrived at the station and opened the door, he rushed out of the car and ran.
Zhu Ling's wind is messy.
It's obvious that Liu Mei is the first to provoke the trouble, and she doesn't allow others to tell the truth to refute it?
Even if the glass heart is angry, there should be a limit, right?
Zhu Lingling couldn't understand it, and she didn't want to entangle with Liu Meiduo, anyway, the soldiers came to flood the water, and she was not afraid.
With a calm mind, Zhu Fuling carried the rice and ingredients back to the house and put them away, and then went to take a cold shower first, changed into clean clothes, and then came out to process the ingredients.
It's okay if it's all vegetarian dishes, anyway, she wants to lose weight and can't eat too many high-calorie things.
However, it is not enough to eat only white rice.
Let's just make a vegetarian version of Yangzhou fried rice.
Just do it.
Zhu Poria rolled up her sleeves, first washed the rice and put it in the pot, then peeled the corn kernels, then washed the carrots and cucumbers and cut them into cubes, and set them aside for later use.
She thinks she has good cooking skills, because she worked hard alone in her previous life, and it was very greasy to eat too much takeout, and there was gutter oil everywhere, which hurt her body too much, so she didn't cook less.
I have done a lot, not to mention my cooking skills, I have tried all eight major cuisines, and of course Yangzhou fried rice is not a problem.
When the rice is cooked, turn on the heat, heat the oil, and remove from the pan.
After a while, the hot and fragrant Yangzhou fried rice was out of the pot.
Not to mention the good looks, just smelling the smell makes people's appetite move.
As soon as I put my apron down, the door rang.
The tall and straight figure of the man walked in, still expressionless, with a cold aura.
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