Food: My factory sets up a stall and sells boxed lunches, making the whole internet cry

Chapter 39 The Last Copy

It was dark. The uncle had finished his work for the day and was late. He bought a box lunch and was about to leave.

"Uncle, this snail rice noodle is reserved for your daughter."

Jiang Ran stopped her uncle and handed him the last portion of fusilli noodles.

The uncle's face was full of surprise: "Snail noodles? On the way here, I heard other people say that they were sold out. I thought they were gone."

Jiang Ran's voice was light: "Thanks to you reminding me yesterday, uncle, I started researching snail noodles. Of course I have to leave a copy for your daughter."

"Thank you, girl. I just mentioned it casually yesterday, but I didn't expect you to really take it to heart. You are such a good person!"

"Just put the rice noodles in the pot and cook for 10 minutes. Put the sour bamboo shoots and other things last. Don't worry, uncle, this snail noodles is absolutely healthy and does not contain any Hex technology."

Afraid that her uncle was worried that the snail noodles were unhealthy, Jiang Ran went out of her way to explain it.

"Haha, okay, girl, of course I believe you." The uncle smiled broadly.

"Girl, how much does this snail rice noodle cost? I'll give you the money."

Jiang Ran refused sternly: "Uncle, I don't want your money, just consider this snail noodles as a thank you gift from me."

Jiang Ran had no intention of asking the uncle to pay from the beginning.

She voluntarily gave the snail noodles to her uncle.

She already makes enough money on a daily basis, but she really doesn't care about this money.

The uncle had a straight face and a serious tone: "How can that be done? No one's money comes from the strong wind. I can't take advantage of you in vain."

"Oh, uncle, don't be polite. I want to treat your daughter to eat this snail noodles for free. Just for your daughter's sake, don't force me to pay for it."

The uncle didn't stop until Jiang Ran moved out with his daughter.

"Girl, you are such a good person. I would like to express my gratitude to you again on behalf of my daughter."

While the two were talking, the voice of the system appeared in Jiang Ran's mind for a long time.

【drop!Congratulations to the host for getting a good guy card!The main mission is released - go to the department store to purchase designated items. 】

[Please host go to the department store and complete the main task. If you fail, 1 yuan will be deducted. 】

[The task is successfully completed and you will be rewarded with a recommendation spot on the live broadcast homepage! 】

Jiang Ran shuddered and couldn't help but grind his teeth, automatically ignoring the system's rewards.

Good guy.

If the task fails, 1 yuan will be deducted!

The system transfers money quickly and deducts money without mercy.

Although her business in restaurants and street stalls is now good, 1 yuan is not a big figure for her now, but it is still enough to cause her heartache.

The system has taken hold of her lifeline.

You can kill or behead her, but you can't take her money!

Jiang Ran suddenly trembled. The uncle thought she was cold, and his voice was filled with concern: "Girl, why did you suddenly tremble? Is it cold at night? If you don't dislike me, just put on my coat." "

"That's not possible. You gave me your coat. What will you do?" Of course, Jiang Ran couldn't accept the uncle's coat.

The uncle didn't force it: "Okay, it's so late. Girl, please close the stall and go home. Take a hot bath, but don't catch a cold!"

Jiang Ran smiled: "Okay, so are you, uncle. Go back early. Your daughter is still waiting for you at home!"

She quickly packed up the stall with Huang Mao and returned to the hotel kitchen.

Huang Mao's mind became clearer now, and he realized that Jiang Ran had been deceiving him before.

He groaned a little unhappy: "You call me snail noodles, but you still ask me to make them."

"Yes, I called you here because it smells bad. This stuff is too smelly. You can't sell it in my restaurant. It's too smelly!"

Jiang Ran admitted frankly.

Snail noodles are too smelly to be kept in restaurants.She was afraid that the guests would be scared away by the smell of snail noodles before they even entered the restaurant.

Jiang Ran raised an eyebrow: "If you do well, I will open a restaurant specifically for you later. Don't talk nonsense and start learning now, okay?"

Huang Mao whispered: "Okay, can it be okay? You are the boss and you have the final say."

He is a talkative person, and on the surface he is grumbling, but in his heart he has long regarded making snail noodles as his mission.

Besides, his sister Ran is so generous, she promised to open a store specifically for him if he does a good job.

When other bosses say this, most of them are just trying to make a fool of themselves.

But when these words came out of Jiang Ran's mouth, they were real cakes.

She promised to give him a hotel if she did a good job, and she really gave him a hotel.

Jiang Ran issued a task: "First wash the bamboo shoots and cut them into shreds. I will check and accept them later."

"Okay, okay, sister Ran, don't worry, I can still cut some bamboo shoots or something!"

Jiang Ran walked to a deserted corner and stepped into the space.

She fished out the stone snails placed in the pond.

Pinch two of them with your fingers, place them in your palms and observe.The stone snail looks much fresher, after all, it is soaked in the spiritual spring water of space.

It will definitely taste more delicious than yesterday.

She wandered around the space, picked out some auxiliary ingredients for snail noodles, and handed these to Huang Mao along with the stone snails.

"Yesterday you saw me making snail noodles. You should be able to handle these ingredients. If not, just put them aside and wait for me to come back and teach you."

"How are the bamboo shoots cut? Let me check for acceptance." Jiang Ran put her hands behind her back, like a teacher checking students' homework.

"It's all cut, Sister Ran." Huang Mao raised his chest confidently, looking like a bad student handing in his homework.

There are sliced ​​pickled bamboo shoots in the basket.

From a distance, you can tell it is a rectangular strip, but when you look up close, you can't stand looking at it. The shape is sometimes long and sometimes short, sometimes slanted and sometimes straight, which can drive obsessive-compulsive disorder crazy.

But for Huang Mao, it is already a big progress.

Being able to cut it to this extent shows that he really put his heart into it.

Although his knife skills are far inferior to Jiang Ran's, he is still passable.

"Okay, not bad." Jiang Ran praised.

She didn't expect Huang Mao to be able to cut it well and cut it into long strips, but she was already satisfied.

Huang Mao smiled from ear to ear, grinning from ear to ear: "Hey, of course, you brought me with your own hands, so naturally I have to show off your style."

"Stop being so silly. Did you see the dishes I just gave you? Wash the dishes quickly." Jiang Ran urged.

"If you finish washing the dishes and I haven't come back yet, you can continue to do whatever you can, and try to do it independently. I will teach you when I come back."

Jiang Ran changed her clothes and rushed to complete the tasks issued by the system.

The penalty of deducting 1 yuan was like a sharp knife, hanging in her heart all the time.

If she didn't finish the task quickly, she would feel depressed.

"Sister Ran, where are you going?" Huang Mao was worried about her safety.

Although his sister Ran is good at skills, she is a girl after all.

He felt uneasy going out at night.

"It's so late. If you have anything to do, you can do it tomorrow. If you're really in a hurry, how about I go with you?"

"Concentrate on washing your dishes and don't ask any questions."

Jiang Ran told Huang Mao and went to the department store alone.

(End of this chapter)