"Sister, I only need 18 yuan." The boy looked at her seriously, he had hands and feet and didn't need the sympathy of others.

He knows that the price of the breakfast shop is usually 15 yuan, and he doesn't need to wash the dishes, but the recruiting shops are too far away from his house.

At noon, his younger siblings ate in the school cafeteria, and he had to rush back to cook for his father.

"Then 20, my in-laws are busy with the store, and I need your help with a lot of chores." Tang Xiaoxiao looked at him with a smile, and the young man's self-improvement and self-reliance made her a little moved.

"Thank you, sister." The boy did not refuse again, this job can indeed improve his family's life a lot, and he can go to the construction site again in the afternoon to do some temporary work.

"You'll come to work tomorrow morning." After Tang Xiaoxiao and Peng Yu talked about it, they went back first.

After she left, the uncle entered Peng's father's room.

Knowing that he was not at ease, he explained Song Jingzhi's military identity to Peng's father, and told Peng Yu to work hard, so he also went back.

When Tang Xiaoxiao returned home, Song's mother had already prepared dinner, which was her favorite dish.

After eating, Song's father and Song's mother began to make noodles and prepare tomorrow's wonton wrappers.

According to the proposal of the daughter-in-law, they only prepared a third more than yesterday.

After selling 112 wontons like today, Tang Xiaoxiao can occasionally help Song's father and Song's mother, and the three of them don't feel tired.

"Didn't you say that there are still people who haven't eaten ravioli today? Why didn't you prepare a little more? Before going to bed, Song Jingzhi asked curiously.

After all, on the first day of opening today, when the taste of the wonton shop spreads, business will definitely be better.

Like the steamed bun shop at the entrance of the family courtyard of the General Administration, many people who live far away come by bicycle to buy steamed buns in the morning.

"No matter how delicious the buns are, do you still want to eat them after eating them for three days in a row?" She looked at him with a smile.

"Ugh." Song Jingzhi thought for a moment and shook his head.

"But you wanted to eat it yesterday but didn't buy it, will you want to eat it today?" She asked again.

"I guess so."

"What's more, the intention of opening a wonton shop was not to make money, but just to let my father and mother have something to do and live a more fulfilling life."

The smile on the face of the in-laws has not stopped today, and it is like this when they are fathers and mothers, they feel that they can help their sons and daughters-in-law make more money when they come to the city, and they are very happy without causing them trouble.

Of course, as a daughter-in-law, she naturally doesn't want her in-laws to work too hard, and her idea is to sell up to 200 wontons a day and then close.

The next day, Song Jingzhi went to morning training after taking the meat, and Tang Xiaoxiao went to the second courtyard with Song's father and Song's mother.

It was not yet five o'clock when they arrived, and as soon as they opened the courtyard door, Peng Yu was squatting at the door trembling, obviously waiting at the door for a long time.

"Didn't you come at half-past five? Why are you freezing so early, right? Tang Xiaoxiao hurriedly let people in.

"Sister, uncle, aunt." Peng Yu greeted politely first, and then said, "I thought that I had to make a stove in the morning, so I came early." ”

"Hey, this kid is still sincere." Father Song smiled and served him a bowl of bone broth.

Now it has entered the early winter, because Song Mu and Tang Xiaoxiao are afraid of the cold at home, and the fire in the coal stove has not been broken.

Mother Song handed the omelet she made in the morning to Peng Yu with an oiled paper bag, "Eat it, it's still hot." ”

"Auntie, I can't eat so much." Seeing that there were three large egg cakes in the oiled paper bag, Peng Yu refused again and again.

"Such a big guy, how can he not finish eating, hurry up and eat." Tang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

It should be to come to work today, Peng Yu changed out of the clothes he wore when he went to the construction site yesterday, and he was wearing half-new clothes.

"Put this blouse on in a moment, don't get dirty." She brought him a blue blouse.

"Thank you, sister." He quickly finished breakfast and followed Tang Xiaoxiao to start working.

Serve seasonings, add free side dishes in time, and learn to look good.

When the guests came to the door, he warmly welcomed people into the door, whether he knew them or not, his mouth was 'brother, sister, aunt, uncle.' Who, no matter who it is, who is it, who is of any status, can talk to someone.

Tang Xiaoxiao could be said to have nothing to do, so she simply moved a chair to sit next to Song's mother and helped wrap the wontons.

"Brother, eat wontons? What do you want? Let's ......" At this time, a soldier on a bicycle parked his car at the door, and Peng Yu stepped forward enthusiastically.

"Well, I'm from this one." Song Jingzhi looked at him a little embarrassed, to be honest, he had never seen such an enthusiastic run.

"Ah~ Hello brother-in-law, brother-in-law, have you had breakfast?" Peng Yu remembered that Uncle Liu had mentioned the identity of Song Jing's soldier yesterday.

"Poof." Tang Xiaoxiao laughed out loud, yesterday he only felt that Peng Yu was honest, but today he found that he was somewhat of what later generations called 'social'.

When a guest came out of the courtyard after eating, Peng Yu immediately sent people out of the door, chatted with people enthusiastically, and ran back to wipe the table and clean up the dishes when they were far away.

"It's a few cents of wontons, and I ate a 5-dollar service." Song Jingzhi couldn't help laughing while eating breakfast and watching Peng Yu walking around and outside the courtyard.

His breakfast was the same as Peng Yu's, bone broth and egg cakes.

Song Jingzhi went back to the main bureau after breakfast, and after finishing the morning work, Tang Xiaoxiao helped Song's mother wrap some more wontons and went back to the main courtyard, and the children were about to wake up.

The children's breakfast was also egg cakes, and she soaked the children in milk.

After the children had breakfast, Song's mother came back from the second courtyard with the money box, and it was only 9 o'clock at this time.

"Dad and Peng Yu are cleaning up?" Tang Xiaoxiao guessed that the wontons had been sold out.

"Yes, this kid is really good, diligent and quick, and the key is that this little mouth is also lively." Mother Song was very satisfied with Peng Yu.

"That's it, good words don't want money to come out." She said with a smile, she didn't expect to dig up a treasure.

"Shall we sell more tomorrow?" Mother Song looked at her daughter-in-law.

"We'll see in a few days." She looked at Mother Song and took her hand. "We've just opened, and people around here can't eat wontons every day." Tang Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

Mother Song listened to her daughter-in-law's words and nodded. "What you're saying is, let's take another look."

"Mother, we are just like yesterday, we have a month's salary of ordinary workers every day, and we don't feel tired, I think no matter how good the business is, we don't exceed 200 per day."

"Mother and your father both listen to you, and we will sell as much as you say." Mother Song looked at her daughter-in-law lovingly.

The business of the wonton shop is getting better and better, and after half a month, it has reached 200 copies as Tang Xiaoxiao said, and the free side dishes are also changed every two days.

Now there are also many residents from other places who come to buy wontons on bicycles, Peng Yu is full of energy every day, and the guests like him very much.

Especially the workers who worked the night shift in the shoe factory, who were originally tired, ate a bowl of hot wontons, and looked at the energetic teenagers, as if their spirits had recovered a lot.