7 It is impossible to work part-time, but it is really fragrant.
At 11:30 p.m., "Miss Zhao's Noodle House" was almost full.
Someone who categorically said that it was impossible to work part-time was wearing a work bib and serving dishes here.
15 Xia coins per hour, so delicious...
"Xiao Li, bring me a bowl of pork ribs noodles. You don't need me to tell you what ingredients to put in it, right?"
An energetic old man with white hair walked into the noodle shop and shouted to Lin Li who was clearing away the dishes with a smile.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang..."
Lin Li nodded with a smile, walked into the kitchen with an empty bowl, and said to "Ms. Zhao" inside: "For Mr. Zhang, more onions and pickles, but no coriander."
"This Lao Zhang hasn't been here for a few days. I don't know if he was seduced by some little goblin."
The silver-haired "Miss Zhao" complained with some dissatisfaction, then looked at Lin Li with a kind face and said: "Xiao Li! Your Grandma Zhao is not young. The day this store is open is one day less. Hurry up and graduate."
Come and help me, this store will be handed over to you in two years."
Lin Li replied helplessly: "Grandma Zhao, your words are more powerful than mine!"
This is not the first time this topic has been brought up.
"What does this mean? It means you are weak and need to take some good supplements..."
Zhao Wenfen shook her head and babbled while cooking noodles: "Let's do this. I'll increase your hourly wage to 30...well, just 50. When I finish my work at noon, I will advance you 100 hours of salary, and you can go buy something to make up for it."
…Forget it, I’ll buy it for you myself, you can’t choose either.”
After hearing this, Lin Li felt warm in his heart and was very moved.
He was only fifteen years old when he moved out of the Lin family. In the past four years, it was really thanks to the help of old people like Zhao Wenfen.
Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to get through those years, and there is a high probability that he will do something stupid because of depression.
He has been "working" here since three years ago, and his hourly salary has increased from the initial five yuan to fifteen yuan.
If he hadn't persisted, his hourly wage would have doubled.
It was a gift, so how could Lin Li be so greedy?
It is ironic that the family affection that cannot be felt in the Lin family can be felt in this group of unrelated old people.
The original Lin Li, except for the desire buried deep in his heart.
My biggest wish in this life is to be able to provide for these elderly people until they die...
In the end, he rejected Zhao Wenfen's kindness because he didn't deserve it and people can't be greedy.
What's more, this little money is not enough. He needs a lot of money to support himself.
Until I have the conditions, I can only eat chicken, duck, fish and shrimp.
If possible, of course, you should try the devouring effect of pigs, cattle, and sheep.
But the price of such large livestock is not low, a live animal costs at least 5,000 Xia coins.
24 times a day, that’s 120,000…
I can’t afford to use it even if I have mines at home!
In addition, the price of dimensional crystals is astronomical to him.
So you still have to find a way to make big money!
"Master Zhang, please use this bowl of pork ribs slowly."
Not long after, Lin Li walked out with a bowl of fragrant pork ribs noodles.
"Huh? I haven't seen you for a few days, how can you be so polite... No, your tone has become slippery. It must have been that Qin guy who taught you."
Mr. Zhang glanced at Lin Li in surprise, then nodded and said, "But this is the right way. It gives him a lively look that a teenager should have. It's not good to look like a boring gourd."
Lin Li chuckled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for your teaching."
"Hey, you guys are really enlightened? Not bad, not bad..."
Mr. Zhang nodded with great satisfaction, then picked up the spoon and took two sips of the noodle soup, and exclaimed with a comfortable look on his face: "Even with this taste, your grandma Zhao's soup base is better."
Just as Lin Li was about to reply, he saw another customer entering the store out of the corner of his eye. He quickly raised his head and said, "Welcome..."
The reason for the sudden pause was because the two customers who entered the store were a bit special.
The woman is tall and taller than Lin Li.
Wearing a white sports vest, leather pants and a pair of combat boots.
Her flaming long hair is tied into a high ponytail, looking both sexy and handsome.
The man is a middle-aged man, but he is wearing a Beijing-Chai uniform...
Lin Li didn't believe that the two of them came here to eat noodles. It must be because of Zhao Wu.
But he didn't panic at all. With a warm smile on his face, he asked the two of them: "Do you two want to eat?"
Wu Sha looked directly at Lin Li, who was somewhat thin, with her red lips slightly raised, and said, "Little brother, there was something wrong with your expression just now."
"ah?"
Lin Li was stunned for a moment, and then replied speechlessly: "A beautiful woman and an uncle from Jingcha are not something you often see."
"Thanks for the compliment."
Wu Sha smiled and nodded, not thinking much about it. She just casually made a probing comment based on professional habits.
Then he glanced up at the menu hanging on the wall and said, "Bring me some Sanxian noodles. I want handmade noodles and a smaller portion."
Lin Li nodded and asked the middle-aged Jingcha who had been staring at him: "Well, where is this uncle Jingcha?"
Seeing that Wu Sha had found a seat and sat down, Quan Yanping thought for a moment and said, "I want large intestine noodles, add two eggs, some coriander and pickles."
"Okay, wait a minute, you two."
Lin Li turned back to the kitchen and shouted: "A bowl of handmade three-fresh noodles, a little less portion; a bowl of large intestine noodles, add two eggs..."
After shouting, he ignored the two of them and continued to clear away the dishes on the empty table.
Twenty minutes later, Wu Sha picked up the napkin at the table and wiped her mouth. She said with a satisfied look on her face: "I give this noodle 100 points. It tastes better than what the top chef in my family makes."
"It's really good. I didn't expect there to be such a noodle shop hidden here."
Quan Yanping nodded in agreement.
The two of them not only finished the noodles, but also the noodle soup was all gone.
Wu Sha did not stand up, but waved to Lin Li who was cleaning up: "Little brother, come here to settle the score."
"Three fresh noodles 30, large intestine noodles 18, total 48."
Lin Li walked over and said.
“The price is affordable, not bad.”
Quan Yanping nodded with satisfaction, took out his wallet and prepared to pay.
Wu Sha looked at Lin Li with a smile on her face and said softly: "There is a case that I want to trouble my brother, please come with us."
'coming!'
Lin Li's heart tightened, but on the surface he pretended to be confused and replied: "The case? Is it related to me?"
"Yes, were you beaten by seven people in an alley on Dongxian Road last night? One of them, a young man named Zhao Wu, disappeared..."
Quan Yanping said after paying the bill.
But like Wu Sha, she also deliberately lowered her voice.
"ah?"
Lin Li still shouted with confusion, then nodded and said, "I'll go with you, but I have to tell Grandma Zhao."
"Go ahead, we'll wait for you outside."
Quan Yanping nodded slightly, and then walked out with Wu Sha.
In less than three minutes, Lin Li walked out of the noodle shop.
After seeing the two people waiting on the roadside, they quickly ran over.
