sir, let's get a divorce

Chapter 20

Wen Yan smiled: "Your business is up to you."

"Where is my business..." Li Li's enthusiasm faded slightly: "I still have to pay you every day, at most it's a part-time job."

Wen Yandao: "I don't care about the other things. Just throw away the shopkeeper and just collect the money every day. What do you want to do, where do you want to set up a stall, and how long will it take... I don't ask at all. Is it your business?"

She laughed: "After half a year, there is no need to even pay."

Li Li couldn't help thinking about that time, and a silly grin appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Maybe Wen Yan was too approachable at the moment, Li Li couldn't help but say a few words in his heart: "Sister Wen, I actually want to give you 2000 yuan at a time, but I don't have that much money, and you don't want to lower the price..."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious: "Of course I didn't mean you to be embarrassed. It is right not to lower the price, even if you ask for 5000 yuan. Don't get me wrong."

When Li Li got up in a hurry, he danced and flustered like a child.

"Well, I didn't misunderstand." Wen Yan said lightly.

However, Li Li felt that she still misunderstood, and regretted that he couldn't speak his mind just now, and he was a lot weaker.

"I only have 1000 yuan, so I lowered the price to [-] yuan." He said.

Wen Yan hummed.

Li Li felt that it was meaningless to say any more, so he simply shut up.

"You don't want Sister Li to pay for it for you, but you plan to pay for it yourself?" Wen Yan felt the child's loss, and asked after thinking about it.

Li Lin hummed: "I don't want my brother-in-law to look down on my sister and our family every time I quarrel with her... Obviously, my sister is the one who earns money and supports the family on weekdays."

At the beginning, he just muttered in a low voice, but then he probably became angrier as he thought about it: "He spends my sister's money every day to dress himself up like five people, and in the end he dislikes coming to our house, don't you think my sister married It’s passed, are they from their family? But why? My sister has lived in our family for more than 20 years, and we have only lived with him for a few days!”

Sister Li has many children in her family, and she is the head of the family. In order to take care of her younger siblings, she did not marry until she was 26.

My husband has "big ideals" and wants to make millions. He doesn't think much of Sister Li's fruit stand. He usually goes to the lottery station to check the numbers, goes to the securities company to look at stocks, and researches futures.

Sister Li has no choice but to raise the children and support the family by herself, and she has to help her natal younger siblings from time to time...

In 95, Sister Li's husband heard the news from someone and wanted to buy a large number of 327s. He went home and asked Sister Li for money, but Sister Li hesitated and couldn't get it. They were all sent to the hospital.

After that, Sister Li's husband always felt that it was the father-in-law who spent his family's money on medical treatment, which delayed his sudden wealth... He always said it several times during the holidays.

Sister Li's family felt wronged and kept swallowing their anger.

However, Li Li felt that his sister had earned the money all these years, so why couldn't his father spend it when he was sick?

He couldn't help but choke a few times, and both parties were very unhappy...

"Sister Wen, do you think 327 can really make money? How much money must be made to make him feel resentful for spending a little money on my dad's life and death for so long..."

Li Li muttered, "I heard that many people lost their fortunes."

It's hard for Wen Yan to talk about the two families, let alone say that it is your father and not your brother-in-law's father, so he just said: "Whether you make money or not is a matter of the past, and it's meaningless to struggle."

Naturally, this was not what Li Li wanted to hear, but Wen Yan obviously didn't want to talk about it, so he was naturally interested, so he became honest and speechless, and concentrated on learning how to make cold noodles.

Wen Yan felt that he might have to take back the saying "you can cook with your hands"...

Some people probably say that no matter how you break up the steps, proportions, and techniques, they won't do it, and they won't do it anyway.

Wen Yan watched Li Li muddy, loosen and half-baked the roasted cold noodles again, and already wanted to give up.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." Li Li himself felt a little embarrassed: "Or, these are mine, let's see how much it is, I..."

"fine."

Wen Yan took the small shovel and added a lot of water and sauce, barely saving the thing.

Grilled cold noodles are gone, but they can still be boiled.

"Let's eat something first, it's almost noon."

Wen Yan divided half of the almost cooked roasted cold noodles with Li Li, and took out the two baskets of steamed buns packed in the morning, put them on the iron plate, and fried them with a light layer of oil.

"I think Sister Li seldom eats at noon..." She probably couldn't bring Li Li a meal.

Li Li hummed in a muffled voice: "My brother-in-law leaves early and returns late, and my sister usually eats in the morning and cooks for the children in the evening. When I'm alone at noon, I usually don't eat much."

"Then do you want to send some to Sister Li?" Wen Yan pointed to the golden-brown steamed buns on the bottom.

Li Li shook his head: "This is yours, how can I give it to my sister..."

As he spoke, he looked at the blistered cold noodles in his hand, and was even more discouraged: "If my sister knows that I have studied all morning and learned like this, she will definitely scold me again."

"I don't want to hear my brother-in-law's cynicism either!" Li Li said.

This kid has a lot of resentment.

Wen Yan shook his head, and re-baked two cold noodles.

Give one to Li Li and ask him to send it to Sister Li.

Another portion was eaten by itself.

"Why didn't I..." After Li Li came back, he ate the soft baked cold noodles with a very resentful tone.

Wen Yan said: "Too much can't be eaten, it will be wasted."

She was in a daze for a while: "It's shameful to waste food, and it's a crime to waste food." As if she had returned to Shang Qiaobai's house again, she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or a reality at this moment...

"Then why did you do it for yourself..." Li Li's voice became weaker.

Wen Yan glanced at him: "You cook too badly."

Li Li: ...

He pursed his mouth and walked aside to eat, not wanting to talk to Wen Yan any more.

But thinking that his sister just saw the roasted cold noodles he sent, and kept praising him for his achievements... He lost his confidence again.

"Well, do you have any tips for quickly mastering skills..." He leaned over and asked with a flattering smile.

Wen Yan said decisively: "No."

"Then why do you cook it so delicious..." Li Li didn't believe it.

Wen Yan glanced at him lightly: "Don't you just need to have hands to cook?"

Li Li: ...

The woman didn't know that she thought of something unpleasant, and suddenly it was as if she had eaten gunpowder, and she would catch fire if she didn't light it.

He closed his mouth resignedly, quickly finished his meal, picked up a small shovel, and continued to fight against the cold noodle business.

"Turn off the fire!"

"Turn it over, turn it over! Don't poke the middle too hard, it will fall apart..."

"It's time to scatter the onions. Intestines, cut and fry the intestines, otherwise the inside will still be cold!"

"Eggs! You can't beat eggs like this, you have to do this, right..."

Wen Yan kept repeating the same words all afternoon.

Fortunately, Li Li made some progress in the afternoon, which comforted her a lot.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Wen Yan couldn't escape...

Seeing Li Li going out of the stall for the first time, she was so nervous that she was on the same limb. She felt a little guilty about the 500 yuan a day in the future.

She was really afraid that Li Li wouldn't be able to earn 500 yuan a day, and he would smash the signboard for roasted cold noodles... In the future, no matter who mentions roasted cold noodles, he will always say: Hey!That food is very unpalatable, but don't buy it, it's a waste of money!

That is really too sinful.

In the final analysis, Wen Yan still has some face for setting up a stall here for two months.

Many people are at least willing to buy a copy of Li Li's roasted cold noodles for her sake.

The evaluations received are nothing more than "too salty", "too bland", "too hard"... In short, there are different opinions.

Someone came back from a walk and teased: "Wen Yan, you have accepted an apprentice, and you will be honored and accepted in the future!"

"It's nothing, it's just a business cooperation... Would you like another one?"

Wen Yan denied it with a smile, and asked again.

The man just said: "Did you do it? If you do it, I'll have another serving!"

A few or two words made Li Lixuan's face blush.

"You've already said that. If I don't do the knife myself, wouldn't I be giving you face?" Wen Yan has been around here for the past few days, and there are more humorous and joking sentences.

Her personality seemed to have regained the vivacity she had when she was a maiden, but she was still different after all.

"Okay!" The man responded with a smile: "For your words, I have to ask for two copies!"

Wen Yan smiled and said 'OK', and asked: "It's still the same, with two eggs and one intestine, hot and sour and many onions, no ketchup?"

"correct."

The man couldn't help feeling: "There are so many people coming and going, but you remember them all clearly!"

"Everyone always takes care of my business, it should be!" Wen Yan said with a smile, and quickly made two cold noodles at the same time.

Li Li stood aside enviously.

Someone saw that Wen Yan started making cold noodles again, so they came over and bought another one.

There were also some who bought some, but on the way they met those who didn’t buy it, and brought up the matter again, and mentioned that Wen Yan re-opened the stall, making them want to eat and go quickly...

So the traffic is more.

The more people bought it, the more ugly Li Li's face became.

Quite a few people have bought it just now, and he remembers them all!

When Wenyan received the stall, many people were still queuing up to buy it.

Li Li was on the side helping to clean up, feeling depressed: "Master, am I really bad...or you should come tomorrow, I, I can't do it."

This child has remembered everything those people said in his heart.

Wen Yan didn't want to accept apprentices...

At least the apprentice who roasted cold noodles never thought of accepting it.

What's more, it is indeed a money transaction between them.

"tomorrow I will……"

Wen Yan thought of Xu Changwei, and paused slightly: "I have something to do tomorrow, I don't know when it will end."

I heard that many bosses like to squeeze the students they lead.

Probably as if she just wanted to squeeze Li Li right now?
Wen Yan smiled and thought about it: "Sooner or later, you have to be alone, right? Otherwise, if the money is earned, should I share it with you?"

Li Li pursed his lips and did not speak.

The total business today is 1020 yuan, of which 500 yuan was earned by Li Li when he set up the stall.

Wen Yan shared 251 yuan with him: "I'll give you an extra yuan to make it auspicious."

"Thank you, master!" Li Li was quite excited, but then he became embarrassed again.

Wen Yan corrected him: "Don't call me master, we should be partners, the kind that will go our separate ways after half a year."

"Okay, Master." Li Li always had a kind of helpless naivety at such a time.

As if he was really an honest guy.

Wen Yan was helpless and didn't say much.

All the things were stored in Sister Li's house, and Li Li took care of them, and he went to the first night train empty-handed.

What a coincidence, that day she mistakenly thought that it was the one that insisted on letting her get on when she was waiting at the departure station...

Even the driver is the same person.

Wen Yan felt a little embarrassed, but the driver probably didn't remember her at all.

It can be seen that I am a little uncomfortable, and I have always asked for it.

Wen Yan thought to herself mockingly, she didn't realize until halfway through the journey of the car: What a pity, she got on the wrong car!

Thanks to some bus lines, there are two very different roads when coming and going.

The stations next to this train are not bad, but there are a few stations that do not correspond to each other...

Coincidentally, the stop that Wen Yan was going to go home happened to be on another line, and the return trip required another bus.

(End of this chapter)