Reborn 1990's Fat Wife Should Be Self-Reliant

Chapter 53

In time for lunch, everyone is hungry.

But in today's gastroenterology ward, everyone's internal organs are suffering.

As the first insulated lunch box was opened at the nurse's station, the strong aroma of pork ribs mixed with the fragrance of winter melon quickly filled the entire floor. Those who were going to eat and those who passed by the nurse's station couldn't help but go up. ask a question.

"What do you eat? Where did you buy it?"

Then all the brains flocked to Ward No. 3 where Zhou Huilan was.

The boxed lunches outside cost three yuan for two meat and one vegetarian dishes, and some only cost two yuan for one meat and one vegetarian meal.

Zhou Huilan only has one piece of meat, and it sells for five yuan, not only because she is sure that her taste is good, but also because this box of lunch can really nourish her body. After all, her winter melon is washed in ancient well water.

Originally, she wanted to use the ancient well water to make the soup directly, but she was afraid that the effect would be too eye-catching, so she only used the ancient well water to wash the winter melon.

The high price dissuaded many people, and some wanted to try the scent. They heard that the deposit of 30 yuan was unreasonable, so they left.

However, there are always people who are not short of money and are willing to pay the 35 yuan, and there are quite a few such people in the gastroenterology department. The remaining five lunch boxes were all sold out before twelve o'clock. Someone came to ask later, and Zhou Huilan could only helplessly spread her hands.

Because she had to wait for the guests to return the lunch box, Zhou Huilan could only wait.

She lay on the window sill and looked out of the window boredly, until her stomach started to grow uncontrollably, then she remembered that she didn't seem to have eaten at noon.

That is... when the pork rib soup was stewed, I tasted the saltiness, that's all?

However, due to losing weight, Zhou Huilan has long been used to this kind of noise. She took a deep breath and adjusted her posture, like a child, knocking her teeth every now and then.

Lu Changqing raised his head inadvertently, just in time to see Zhou Huilan's slightly open side face, he thought he was dreaming in a trance, and stretched out his hand ignorantly, to the silhouette that always disappeared when he stretched out his hand, but turned his face away today Come.

Pink face and peach cheeks, bright eyes and white teeth, icy muscles and fine bones...

Lu Changqing considers himself well-read, but at the moment his mind is blank, and he can't find any words to describe the woman in front of him.

Seeing Zhou Huilan waving her hand in front of him with a confused face, Lu Changqing suddenly grabbed that hand, and asked like a dream: "Five years ago, did you go to Ning'an Hotel?"

Rao Zhou Huilan thought she was supernatural, but she was pinched by Lu Changqing until her knuckles hurt. She tried hard to break the hand but was squeezed even tighter. She was a little angry and increased her strength, but Lu Changqing's hand did not move at all. .

"This kid, it's probably because he didn't sleep well last night, did he have nightmares?"

The uncle on the next bed came over and patted Lu Changqing's shoulder. Seeing him trembling and the mist in his eyes receding, he explained to Zhou Huilan with a smile, "Look, I'm right, it seems that the food is too delicious. It's a daydream!"

Zhou Huilan smiled in embarrassment, and quickly withdrew her hand.

It happened that someone came to return the lunch box at this time, and she returned the 30 yuan to him, but the old man asked her if she would come tonight.

In the evening, she had to pick up the child, and had to grind soy milk, and the box lunch had just started, Zhou Huilan didn't want to rush herself too fast, and left Yaoyao in the cold.

So she shook her head.

"Then what's for lunch tomorrow?" The uncle continued to ask, "Hey, no matter what you eat, remember to leave a portion for me, girl, or I can let you have my 30 yuan here, or I will pay tomorrow's money today. You? I have never eaten such delicious food at such an old age, girl, how about I give you the money directly!"

While talking, the uncle took out another five yuan from his pocket, including the 30 yuan that Zhou Huilan had refunded to him just now, and stuffed it back into Zhou Huilan's hands. Before leaving, he explained over and over, "Remember, every time you come back , leave me a copy!"

Before Zhou Huilan recovered, the uncle in the next bed laughed.

"It seems that they both want to be like the two of us, get a card to eat, or girl, what kind of sub-card recharge card do you have, so that you don't have to go through the trouble of refunding the deposit every time!"

"Well, it can be considered, but it still needs to be considered in the long run."

While putting the lunch box back into the wooden box, she looked at Lu Changqing, wondering about the Ning'an Hotel he suddenly asked about just now, but Lu Changqing avoided Zhou Huilan's gaze and buried her face in it.

Eight lunch boxes, the last one was returned at 01:30, Zhou Huilan ordered a bit, and the eight box lunches totaled 40 yuan, deducting 13 yuan for winter melon, 27 yuan for four catties of pork ribs, and [-] yuan for onion and ginger seasoning. One piece of rice costs [-] yuan in total, and the profit reaches [-] yuan!

On average, she earns more than three yuan per serving!
If it can sell one hundred copies a day, it will be 300 yuan, and it will be... 1 yuan a month!

Zhou Huilan was so happy that she was about to jump up, completely forgetting what was wrong with Lu Changqing.

The idea of ​​earning more than [-] yuan a month is wonderful, but it is also very difficult to practice. First of all, to sell [-] copies a day, she must have [-] insulated lunch boxes, and one fire will definitely not be able to do it. Firewood stove, hurry up and feel that a meal is at most thirty servings.

Zhou Huilan hugged the wooden box containing the lunch box, and went home happily on three wheels.

As soon as they stopped at the gate of Lu's house, a few people rushed up and surrounded her directly, pulling her arms and shoulders, as if she was not a person, but an object.

"What are you doing!"

Zhou Huilan yelled, shook off the hands on her body, and saw clearly the people around her. She knew Niu Xiaohua, Song Guifen and her man Niu Shuai, but the other three...

"Master Zhou! My name is Niu Gang! I live next door to your house. This door is my house. We are neighbors. Can you teach me how to grind soybean milk!"

"Damn! Are you so shameless? Master Zhou is a craft that makes money, so why teach it to you!"

Zhou Huilan couldn't help but look at Auntie Da Niu's righteous words, and said to herself, aren't you the one who came to steal my business first.

But she didn't say it, because there was no room for her to intervene in the battle in front of her.

Niu Xiaorui and Niu Gang are both very talkative, there are many people at Aunt Da Niu's side, Niu Xiaohua always hated Niu Gang, and she was so vicious that she wished she could goug Niu Gang out of her eyes. There was a fight, but the people on both sides kept a very subtle distance, no one really bumped into each other, and they were just lip service.

This posture caused Zhou Huilan's temples to bulge, she locked the tricycle and planned to go home first.

But before he bent over and took two steps, he was blocked by Auntie Da Niu, "Girl Huilan, you have to listen to your auntie, don't listen to their nonsense, that Niu Gang is a streetwalker, stay away from him , don't let her spoil your daughter."

(End of this chapter)