A few minutes later, the middle-aged man took an empty steamer and strode out with a smile on his face: "Okay, girl, before seven o'clock tomorrow morning, you will send 30 hot ones over, let's make it clear, we can't cut corners, the goods are not right." ”

"You can rest assured, doing business is about integrity, if you are not satisfied with what you make tomorrow, I will not charge a penny."

"That's fine!"

"Thank you, Master Qian."

Lu Xiaoya took a heart to verify the identity of Master Qian, the other party is indeed the chef in charge of the canteen, otherwise ordinary people don't have such a big breath, just by looking at the speech and momentum, you can know a thing or two, and the chef uniform is not something that anyone can wear.

On the way back, the fat girl kept praising Lu Xiaoya's strength, and won the order in a few words. If you do it well, you can achieve long-term cooperation.

But Lu Xiaoya knew that it took more time just to pinch the shape of these doughs, and it was best to order some aluminum molds for cupcakes if there were conditions in the future.

Lu Xiaoya took the order, got off the night shift until 12 o'clock, slept for less than 3 hours, got up with dark sleepy eyes, made a stove, boiled water, kneaded the dough, pinched the flowers, and finally steamed in the pot.

The fat girl rubbed her eyes, belatedly: "Ah, Xiaoya, why don't you call me!" ”

Lu Xiaoya: "Look at you sleeping soundly, I can do these jobs by myself." ”

The fat girl scratched her head, embarrassed to speak again.

Before seven o'clock, the two of them hurried to the canteen of the guest house and successfully found Master Qian.

The two of them waited outside for the letter, although Lu Xiaoya was confident in his craftsmanship, to say that he was not nervous at all, it was fake, in case the guests in the guest house did not like this taste, in case ......

In less than an hour, many thoughts went through her head.

In the expectation of the two, Master Qian walked out with a smile, "Girl, it's done." ”

Lu Xiaoya and the fat girl looked at each other and smiled, unable to hide their excitement.

Chef Qian said that the steamed flower cake was quickly snatched up by the guests who got up one after another for breakfast, and the fresh ingredients and good taste were in short supply.

Master Qian took Lu Xiaoya to the guest house accountant to settle the bill, and asked her to start sending the number of sixty tomorrow.

The two parties did not sign a contract, which was a verbal agreement, so the accounts were settled daily.

Lu Xiaoya's business with the guest house has stabilized.

Sixty steamed cakes a day, after deducting the cost, the net profit is about ten yuan, and it is hard money.

And Lu Xiaoya clearly knows that in the future, once the guest house unilaterally tears up the cooperation, this business will be yellow. We'll talk about that later.

On the night of the night shift, Lu Xiaoya felt extremely tired, and she could fall asleep while standing, thinking that she would have to get up at 3.4 o'clock the next day, even her iron body couldn't stand it, not to mention, this kind of severe sleep deprivation life has lasted for half a month.

Every time she works a big night shift, she usually changes shifts with people, but after a long time, no one wants to change. In desperation, she can only pay for people to top the class, 1 yuan per class, and there are more people who are willing to top the class. The workshop director has a heart to target, and he can't find mistakes.

Lu Xiaoya thought about it carefully, spending 1 yuan is better than losing a day's business, and the body can also get proper rest.

……

Seeing that she came out of Xijing Village to work in a silk factory for almost a month, taking advantage of the rest day, the fat girl was ready to go home, and asked Lu Xiaoya if she would go back, so she could be a companion.

Lu Xiaoya thought that after coming out for a long time, she should go back to see Grandma Wu, report the safety of the old man, and say hello to Master Qian in advance.

The next day, after the two finished delivering the goods, Lu Xiaoya led the swallows and bought a lot of snacks in the bazaar, wrapped in a big bag.

She herself is still the two whitewashed shirts, her hair has grown a lot, and she is tied into a small tug casually, and she almost never has time to think about dressing up.

"Mom, I miss my wife."

Yanzi spoke a lot smarter, and her little face gradually became mellow, Lu Xiaoya felt a sense of accomplishment, and fattening Yanzi was her goal. Unexpectedly, Grandma Wu usually has a stiff face, and Yanzi likes her quite much.

The fat girl said emotionally~ emotionally: "I miss my mother too." ”

Fat Mei and Lu Xiaoya's mother and daughter broke up at the fork in the road, and each sped up.