"Look at my memory. I've been busy for so long. Brother Chengming, you must be hungry, right?" Mingyue took out two sets of bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet and handed one set over: "Just take whatever you want to eat. Once you put it in the bowl, we'll serve it. Then you can eat."
"But I forgot to steam the rice today, so I'll have to ask you to eat some vegetables to cushion your hunger."
As she spoke, Mingyue started to pick up the dishes herself.
Zhou Chengming waved his hands and didn't take the bowl: "These are all for sale, how can I eat them? I'll go to the street and buy two steamed buns, just use them to fill my stomach."
In his opinion, this is a dish that can be sold at a high price. Wouldn't it be a waste if he ate it himself
"Even if we want to sell it for money, we have to take care of ourselves first! Brother Chengming, I don't treat you as an outsider, and you shouldn't treat yourself as an outsider either." Mingyue said, and picked up several pieces of meat with chopsticks and put them into his bowl.
After hearing what she said, Zhou Chengming couldn't be polite anymore.
Seeing Mingyue's wasteful behavior, he quickly grabbed the bowl and put a bunch of the cheapest dishes into it.
Mingyue didn't say much when she saw this. After all, there was still a long time to live, and Zhou Chengming couldn't be polite to her forever.
The two of them picked up the dishes and put them aside. Instead of eating them immediately, they started packing up the dishes.
After a while, someone knocked on the door.
Mingyue knew that some residents might not be able to wait any longer, so she asked Zhou Chengming to continue packing the dishes while she went out to open the door.
When Mingyue opened the door, she saw a familiar face standing at the door. He was the young man who was the first one to buy vegetables for her yesterday morning.
The young man's face was filled with impatience: "Is your dish ready? I can't sleep because of the smell. I'm so greedy! Can I buy it now?"
Mingyue smiled and invited him in: "The dishes are ready, but they are still being assembled. You can buy them now if you want."
"The dish you cooked tastes absolutely amazing. This is it," the young man gave a thumbs up. "I have to buy more this time, otherwise there won't be enough to eat."
Mingyue smiled and handed over the bag and chopsticks: "It's fine as long as you like it. Just choose it yourself and weigh it after you've chosen it."
Then, she called Zhou Chengming: "Brother Chengming, come and eat first, don't be busy, wait for this young man to pick up the dishes, and then we can serve them."
Zhou Chengming said "eh", put down the work in his hands, and followed Mingyue's example to pick up the bowl full of vegetables beside him and started eating.
The young man was holding a dish and turned around to see this scene. He felt a little envious. These dishes only cost a few cents per pound, and he could eat them so casually. It was so generous and comfortable.
The two men had just finished their dishes when the young man also picked up his dishes.
Mingyue weighed the items and calculated the total to be 98.7 cents. Considering that the customer was an old customer, Mingyue readily rounded off the price and charged him only 90 cents.
But the man also had a painful expression on his face, and muttered quietly: "It seems that I can't buy this every day. I really can't afford it."
Mingyue smiled but said nothing.
After the man left, Mingyue and Zhou Chengming cleaned up the kitchen.
Seeing that it was already bright outside, Mingyue said, "Let's go, Brother Chengming, we can go out and set up the stall now."
Zhou Chengming was a little excited for some reason. His heart was beating very fast. He looked nervous, but he didn't even notice it. He said, "Okay."
As soon as the two of them pushed the cart out of the door, they were blocked in the courtyard of the slum by residents again.
An aunt praised Mingyue: "The taste of your dishes is really amazing. The salad is so good, it tastes better than those sold outside for decades. I have to weigh more today, otherwise there won't be enough to eat." There were also grandmothers who nodded vigorously: "That's right, I bought some yesterday and wanted to try it, but my picky grandson ate it all when I brought it home. He ate it all and still asked for more, which really annoyed me."
After hearing this, others joined the ranks of those buying groceries: "Comrade, bring me a bag, I want to weigh some."
"Brother, bring me a bag too."
"I want it, too."
"… "
There are more people today than yesterday, and there are also many returning customers. Mingyue and Zhou Chengming immediately became busy.
Fortunately, everyone was quite polite and came in line one by one, so there was no trouble.
By the time the last resident had made his purchase, it was obvious that the amount of food in the boxes on the tricycle had been reduced.
Only then did Zhou Chengming finally understand where Mingyue's confidence came from.
He went to buy vegetables with Mingyue today, and he also negotiated the price with the boss, so of course he knew the cost of these vegetables. Then when he thought about the price at which these vegetables would be sold, he only made a rough calculation in his mind and came to the conclusion that selling cold dishes was really profitable.
No wonder Mingyue dared to offer him such a high salary, because in just a short period of time, he made a net profit of more than ten yuan.
So how much can you earn in a day? In a month? In a year
The huge amount of money was rolling in Zhou Chengming's mind, and he couldn't help swallowing. He was not a saint, and at this moment he was actually shaken for a moment.
Wouldn't it be better to be his own boss instead of working for someone else? The job wasn't very complicated, and he already knew the whole process.
But the thought only flashed through his mind for a second, and Zhou Chengming quickly dismissed the idea.
He patted his face lightly, cursing himself in his heart for being a good-for-nothing.
Be it Mingyue, Uncle Tieshu, Sanming or Siming, they were all so kind to him and did not treat him as an outsider at all. They even took special care of him and helped him. Yet, he could still have such inhuman thoughts. His crime was unforgivable.
"What's wrong, Brother Chengming?" Mingyue was stunned when she saw Zhou Chengming suddenly slap himself and asked.
Zhou Chengming came to his senses and shook his head: "It's okay, there seemed to be a mosquito just now."
Mingyue didn't care and continued to say to him: "Then let's go out. Don't worry, there are a lot of people buying cold dishes. Let's find a place with a lot of traffic and they will be sold out in a short time."
Mingyue was planning to set up her stall twice today, so of course she didn't plan to wait for the employees to get off work. She just planned to find a crowded place to try selling her goods.
However, after being modified, the bike could not carry passengers, so Mingyue could only ride slowly and let Zhou Chengming jog behind her.
Mingyue chose to go to the square where the elderly people took their morning walks. At this time, there were already many elderly people playing here with their children.
After Mingyue parked the car, she immediately opened her voice and started to sell: "Selling cold dishes, cold cakes, and ice jelly, freshly made..."
At this time, the sun has begun to rise and the temperature in the air has begun to rise.
Hearing Mingyue's hawking voice, many old men and women from the surrounding area came over.
(End of this chapter)