Life style warm man

Chapter 10 My sister Wang Xin arrives
Today is the weekend. After a week of fermentation, Wang Shen’s fried rice has become famous in the community.

There are even people from nearby communities who come here specifically to buy fried rice.

Compared to yesterday, Wang Shen felt that Bian Shao's technique was obviously more sensitive to muscle control today.

And his strength is much greater.

Wang Shen guessed that it might be related to the force card, which indirectly improved part of his physical fitness.

Understanding this, Wang Shen fried rice even more energetically. While frying rice, he took the opportunity to use the Bajiquan formula provided by the system to exercise his arms and palms.

In addition to making money by setting up a stall outside, you will also meet all kinds of customers.

There are energetic middle school students, tired migrant workers, hard-working middle-aged couples, and passers-by in a hurry.

This kind of roadside stalls have the most contact with the general public at the bottom of society.

Elite white-collar workers and high-end people are generally not seen.

Fortunately, there are many people renting houses in this community, including many young women.

As the reputation of fried rice spreads, many ladies who are too lazy to cook will rush over to buy one when they get off work.

Wang Shen can be regarded as enjoying the beauty!

It's a pity that except for a few lively girls, few of them are willing to chat with him.

There is no way, this is the reality!

The eldest lady who makes pancakes is not here, so Wang Shen’s customer flow is pretty good this weekend.

It was sold for more than 12 yuan before 30:200.

Just when Wang Shen was selling fried rice in full swing and thinking about how much money he could make today, a phone call came in.

Wang Shen wiped his hands, opened the screen, held the phone with two fingers, put it to his ear, held it with his shoulder, and said softly: "Xinxin, what's going on?"

The call was from Wang Shen's sister Wang Xin.

"Brother!" The voice on the other end of the phone trembled!

"What's wrong?" Wang Shen's heart tightened. Could it be that his sister was in trouble?
"elder brother!"

This time the voice came not from the microphone, but from beside me.

Wang Shen looked sideways and saw a familiar little girl looking at him with tears in her eyes.

"Why are you here?" Wang Shen was a little surprised. Although he was talking, he continued to fry rice with his hands without any delay.

Wang Xin didn't say much, she squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother, let me help you!"

After saying that, she walked to the tricycle and tried to help her brother.

"Whoever bullied you, tell me."

Wang Shen asked with concern.

"It's okay. I just miss my brother so much!" Wang Xin pursed her lips and said softly.

"It's you who belongs to me every day! Bring those kohlrabi." Wang Shen ordered his sister without any pressure.

With his sister joining him, Wang Shen fried rice even harder, flipping the spoon as if performing acrobatics.

It was originally a scene of showing off skills, but when Wang Xin saw it, it became even more sad.

If she hadn't happened to come over, she wouldn't have known that her brother, who had just given her 500 yuan for living expenses last night and let her spend it as she pleased, was setting up a stall selling fried rice on a hot day.

Feeling more and more uncomfortable.

She originally planned to go back to school after seeing her brother. Seeing this situation, she stopped mentioning leaving and planned to help him for a while.

I also secretly decided to come over to help on Saturdays and weekends from now on.

After coping with the busyness at noon, there were not many people coming to buy fried rice.

Wang Shen took off his apron and said: "Close the stall, go home, I will take you to eat delicious food!"

When Wang Xin heard this, she quickly refused and said, "Brother, I don't want to eat delicious food. I'll leave later and help you for a while."

"Why are you helping me? If you're not tired, I'm still tired!" Wang Shen said angrily: "Hurry up and help me close the stall."

"Oh!" Seeing her brother's resolute attitude, Wang Xin had no choice but to agree.

Ten minutes later, Wang Shen rode a tricycle, carrying pots and pans and his sister, and returned to the community humming a little tune.

"Hey, Wang Shen, why is there an extra beauty today? Your girlfriend?" the security guard at the door asked with a smile. "My sister, come and see me!" Wang Shen replied with a smile, his tone full of happiness.

The car then clanged into the underground parking lot.

"Brother, I will be here to help you on Saturdays and Sundays from now on."

Wang Xin sat in the back, crossed her slender legs, looked at Wang Shen and said.

"Why are you helping me? I don't need you, just concentrate on your studies." Wang Shen was not happy when he heard this.

"Brother, thank you!" Wang Xin felt like tears were about to fall.

"Why did you suddenly say thank you to me? My conscience found out! I didn't hurt you in vain!" Wang Shen said with a smile.

"Brother, you have worked too hard. I can also work and earn money during the summer vacation. You don't have to give me so much in the future." Wang Xin paused and said firmly.

"Ok?"

Wang Shen was stunned for a moment and suddenly reacted.Suddenly he couldn't help but laugh.

It turns out that my sister felt sorry for herself when she saw that she was working part-time as a fried rice.

Well, it’s good, the pain is not in vain!

"You don't have to worry about it. Your brother and I started a business with a classmate some time ago. We will be rich in a while."

"Brother, what kind of project is it? There have been a lot of scams recently, so don't be fooled!"

"Hey, I look down on your brother! Forget it, I won't tell you more. Come on, let me change my clothes and let's go to the buffet!"

"Brother, I don't want to eat!"

Wang Xin lost her temper. She didn't want her brother to spend money on her.

"Brother is so rich!"

Wang Shen felt a deep sense of frustration.

"That's all your hard-earned money! Brother, go home and cook me some fried rice!"

Wang Xin's eyes were firmer than ever before, as if what happened today made her mature instantly!

"Uh, okay!"

Wang Shen didn't say anything more. He packed up the tricycle and took his sister back to the rental house.

After entering the rental house, Wang Xin looked around the room with simple items, pouted and said, "Brother, it's time for you to find me a sister-in-law!"

"Well, I'll find ten or eight for you later!"

"elder brother!"

"I know, I'm going to fry the rice. You sit down for a while and I'll show you what the ultimate evolved version of the invincible fried rice is!"

After Wang Shen said proudly, he turned around and went to the kitchen to start cooking.

Wang Xin hummed and rushed over to help.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Xin looked at the richly colored fried rice in front of her, with clear and plump rice grains, and a hint of heat like clouds. At the same time, it was fragrant and appetizing, and she was speechless in surprise!
At this time, no words can better express your praise for the food than can’t wait to take a bite.

"Brother, this rice is so delicious! When did you learn how to cook it?"

"Your brother and I are the god of cooking. I can reach the top by just learning!" Wang Shen brazenly boasted.

"Hehe, I have never eaten such delicious rice. The rice you sell outside feels different from this!"

"That's a simplified version. If everyone speculates like this, it costs ten yuan a portion, and I won't make any money!"

Wang Xin hummed twice, lowered her head, and started to devour the food.

After eating, the two chatted in the living room for a while, and Wang Shen urged his sister to go back to school.

The weather was too hot. Even when we went out to the stall in the afternoon, the sun was still very hot. Wang Shen didn't want his sister to be exposed to the sun again.

Unable to overcome her brother's stubborn temper, Wang Xin had to take the bus back to school.

The school she attended was the local Dongqi University of Construction.

A second school.

(End of this chapter)