Holding a shopping app in hand: the female supporting role of the era is numb

"Mom, why are you here?"

"Your store is open, why don't I come? There are so many bowls? I'll wash them."

Yun Yu quickly found a stool and started washing the dishes.

Brother Yun went to select the items in the store and spent a lot of money and thought on them.

The tap water in the kitchen was installed by a plumber, and he also went to the water company to open an account.

There were several stoves built in this kitchen, but now he only has one stove.

Yun's father was still a bit reserved. He watched his mother-in-law busy with her hands and feet and also entertained the guests.

After this busy period, there were far fewer people coming to eat noodles in the store.

"Dad, Mom, you haven't had breakfast yet. I'll make some noodles for you. What kind of noodles do you want?"

Brother Yun didn't wait for them to answer, so he just added spices to them casually.

The braised pork for Yun's father.

Add shredded sauerkraut and pork to mica.

As for the mother-in-law, of course she is fat.

The four of them sat down and ate noodles together.

"A good start for you."

"Thank you, Dad!" Brother Yun did not refuse.

"It tastes good."

Brother Yun said very proudly, "Of course, the noodle soup is made with bone soup. The bones we buy are cooked right after we come to the store."

Adding this to the noodles will make the noodle soup taste particularly good.

Add some seasoning.

But after studying it at home for so long, I got the results.

And I have tried noodles made by many noodle shops.

There are clear soup noodles and some with chili.

But most of the people here will eat some chili peppers.

Before the noodles were finished, another customer came. Brother Yun hurriedly finished the remaining noodles in several bites, took a sip of noodle soup, and went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

Yun’s father and Yunmu still stayed to help.

the other side.

"I heard that the second brother is going to open a noodle shop. Do you, the eldest brother, want to go and check it out?" In fact, Sister Yun just wants to watch a good show.

Many people used to envy Yun Laoer's job.

Being a chef in a state-owned hotel is a lucrative job. No matter how hungry you are, you can never be a chef.But now this job is gone.

See how he can become the envy of others.

Go to Lao Er’s shop?
But he didn't even know where the second brother opened a shop, so where could he go to see it?

"I heard that my second brother opened a noodle shop."

Brother Yun suddenly raised his head and looked at his wife, "You know?"

He knew that his wife paid too much attention to the affairs of the second child's family, and was afraid that her parents would subsidize the second child's family.

"Go and have a look." Brother Yun was still a little worried about Brother Yun after all.

After all, I have been laid off, and jobs are not that easy to find these days.

When the second child opens his own noodle shop, whether he makes money or not is secondary.

The most important thing is to have a class.

At this time, Sister Yun came to the store with her children.

She also knew that her younger brother was laid off.

"Dad, aunt."

Brother Yun just came out with a bowl of noodles.

"Sister, why are you here? Have you eaten?"

"Uncle."

Brother Yun said with a smile, "You guys sit down and I'll cook some noodles for you to try."

Sister Yun came with her two daughters, and the younger son was watched by her mother-in-law.

"Mother."

"sit down."

Brother Yun cooked two bowls of Xiaowan's noodles for his two nieces and added sauerkraut and shredded pork for them.

"Eat it!"

After Sister Yun gave birth to her son, she established a firm foothold in her husband's family, and her mother-in-law stopped targeting her.

Mica is also out in the kitchen.

At this time, there were no other customers in the store except their family.

"How's business in the store?"

When Sister Yun came, she only saw one customer, and that customer had only a few bites of noodles left. After finishing the meal, she left.