The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 332 Someone Fakes Roast Duck
"Hey, I said, do you want to stay and help today? There are not many things to do, just help my husband rotate the shelves next to the roast duck stove. The matter is very simple, and my husband will teach you."

Ding Simiao froze for a moment and turned to look at Jiang Zhinuan: "Huh?"

"Don't worry, there are wages and meals, and your two younger brothers will play with Anbao and Ningbao inside."

"Can I?"

"Of course, if you have to look after the oven all the time, it may be hot and tiring. It depends on whether you can bear the hardship?"

Ding Simiao nodded almost subconsciously: "I'm not afraid of suffering."

"Okay! Just follow my family's husband. If you want, just call Uncle."

After all, Jiang Zhinuan blinked at Di Qing, and after seeing Di Qing nodded in response, he went to work on the shelves.

The marinated goods brought from home should be arranged in different categories. After the oven is ordered, the aroma of the roast duck will attract customers not long after.

"It's coming after smelling the aroma. Give me one of these roast ducks."

Jiang Zhinuan raised his eyes and smiled: "Brother, this fire just started, it will take an hour to do it."

The elder brother put five cents on the shelf directly: "I didn't catch up yesterday, and I'm going to be the first one to come today. No matter what, you have to leave one for me. I'll put the money here first. It's a good idea." Booked."

"Success! Come and pick it up when you're free in an hour, and I've reserved it for you."

Customers came over one after another, seeing that they could make a reservation, they quickly took out the money and handed it over: "We want to make a reservation too!"

"Go, go, go!"

There were too many people, and Jiang Zhinuan was afraid that he would not be able to remember, so he quickly took out a pen and ink, and asked those who had paid the money to extend their hands, and asked Di Qing to write the word "Jiang" on the back of their hands. recognize people.

"Today, I'm wronged everyone. Don't wash your hands after you go home. Keep this word as a voucher when you come to pick up the duck."

"Row!"

Some of the customers who ordered roast duck also bought some stewed goods to go home. The door had just opened, and some of the stewed goods on the shelves had already been sold.

Although the business was not as hot as the first day, it was still very objective.

They can basically sell almost everything in half a day, and they can close the door and go home in the afternoon. This timing is just right enough for Jiang Zhinuan to prepare the marinated goods that will be sold the next day.

Taking advantage of the absence of customers, Jiang Zhinuan made a rough calculation. The gross income of the previous two days was almost one or two taels of silver, and he could earn a few hundred cash a day. For ordinary people, that is within reach. unattainable.

Calculated in this way, there must be at least a dozen taels of silver a month, and the rent of this shop is only five taels of silver a year, which can be earned back in the first month, and the rest is basically pure profit.

Although it's not as profitable as Jiang Zhinuan selling wine recipes, it's a one-shot deal. The business in this shop is steady, and it can save a hundred taels of silver in a year.

More than enough, more than enough.

The embankment is being repaired right now, and when the embankment is repaired, the second cousin and uncle will be able to free up their hands to help the business of the shop. At that time, the shop will not only need to be open for half a day. Get a lot.

Seeing that the days are getting more and more prosperous, Jiang Zhinuan couldn't stop the smile from the corner of his mouth.

At present, what she is most concerned about is Di Qing's leg. When Zhao Hongxia finds out the news for her, no matter how much it costs, she will invite a doctor to treat Di Qing's leg.

For the next hour, Jiang Zhinuan kept busy on the shelves, and the intermittent customers gave her no chance to take a break.

But Di Qing's place is better, with Ding Simiao's help, most of the time, he just needs to point out.

Soon, it was time for the roast duck to come out of the oven.

Customers who had ordered roast duck came over to take away the roast duck one after another. Ding Simiao looked at the word Jiang on the back of the person's hand and took the duck for the guests.

Soon, the twenty ducks in the oven were taken away.

"Uncle, it's all sold out."

Di Qing looked up at him, reached out and patted his arm: "Great job."

Although Ding Simiao had been turning the oven rack for an hour, his arms were already sore, but after receiving this affirmation, he felt that all the hard work was worth it.

Since his parents passed away and he took his two younger brothers homeless, this was the first time he found the value of his existence.

"Amiao, you're tired. Go inside and have a rest. After lunch, I'll pay you today's wages."

"No, I don't take wages, auntie."

Aunt?

Jiang Zhinuan almost choked on his mouthful of saliva.

"What's your auntie? My sister!"

Ding Simiao frowned slightly, looked at Di Qing and then at Jiang Zhinuan: "Isn't that a junior?"

amount……

It seems to be too!

Jiang Zhinuan is already a young person, she is no longer a little girl, so let's call her Auntie if she forgets about it.

But not getting paid.

She has already employed child labor, and if she doesn't pay the wages, then can't she be accused by Wan Fu?
"Good boy, just call me auntie. You must give the wages. You have earned them through your own hard work. You should get what you deserve, and you will get it in a dignified way."

Speaking of being upright, Ding Simiao remembered the incident of stealing things by himself before.

At that time, if it wasn't for the sake of his two younger brothers, he wouldn't have taken that step even if he was killed, but there was no other way, for the sake of his two younger brothers' survival, he could abandon everything.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhinuan pulled out his foot that had just stepped into the mud!

He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Zhinuan, who had always had a smile on his face, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would repay him well.

"Boss, I'm here to get the roast duck!"

The customer's voice interrupted Ding Simiao's thoughts, he subconsciously nodded and opened the oven, but at this time the oven was empty, and the roast duck had just been picked up.

All [-] were taken away, how could someone come to take them?

"Quick, quick, my mouth is eating!" The customer stretched out his hand, and the word "Jiang" written on it was clearly visible.

Those who came to pick up the roast duck, Ding Simiao watched them wash away the words in the basin beside them, but this one obviously didn't pick up the roast duck.

He was a little dazed, and looked back at Di Qing. Di Qing also frowned, leaned forward in the wheelchair, and carefully looked at the handwriting on the customer's hand. It was indeed written by him.

This customer did order a roast duck here, but he didn't get it, obviously it was claimed by someone else.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and get the roast duck."

"Sorry, today's roast duck is sold out, can you pick it up tomorrow?"

"Are you kidding me? I came here early in the morning. I was afraid I couldn't buy it, so I made a reservation in advance. I paid for it. Now you tell me it's sold out?"

Jiang Zhinuan heard a voice coming from the shelf: "What's wrong?"

Di Qing whispered it to Jiang Zhinuan, and Jiang Zhinuan immediately understood that the customer in front of him had paid for the roast duck, and someone must have claimed it in front of him.

But there is no roast duck in the oven right now, and they didn't bring any extra duck to roast.

Seeing the customer's angry appearance, Jiang Zhinuan wrapped up a roast chicken decisively: "Brother, don't be angry, I was too busy just now, the quantity is not good, do you think it will work like this? Can I give you this roast chicken?" ?”

The customer frowned and didn't pick it up: "Isn't this roast chicken worth eight cents? You don't have roast duck anymore, so you can't ask me to pay more for roast chicken. Just give me your money back."

"It's our mistake that you don't need to pay more. You don't have to make up the difference for the roast chicken, and we will compensate you at that time."

"Really?"

(End of this chapter)