Food: The super chef just wants to set up a stall leisurely

Moon Festival.

As Wen Yulan said, the construction site notified the workers of the holiday two days in advance, but because most of the workers live in other places and they all hoped that the project would be completed early so that they could go home and rest for a while, they only gave one day of holiday symbolically.

Sun Dehai, Geng Mingyan and others did not live in Yangcheng, so they voluntarily stayed in the kitchen to cook for the workers who did not want to go out to the construction site.

Seeing that Sun Dehai and his team were staying, Zhao Xiaojing wanted to stay and cook, but the kitchen staff unanimously refused, saying that they couldn't cook too many meals during the holidays. Most of the workers would leave the construction site to visit the new city, so there were very few workers eating, so the kitchen didn't need her at all.

Moreover, there is overtime pay for staying to cook, so Zhao Xiaojing can go home and celebrate the holidays with peace of mind.

Zhao Xiaojing felt very embarrassed. Although she had only been with this group of colleagues for a short time, they were all very caring towards her.

Afterwards, Secretary Fan went to the kitchen and gave each kitchen employee a holiday red envelope on behalf of the company.

Zhao Xiaojing noticed that her and Sun Dehai's red envelopes were different from those of others. When she opened them, she found that there were 300 yuan inside.

Zhao Xiaojing was pleasantly surprised.

Because she was going to visit Dong Mei's and Wen's homes, Zhao Xiaojing notified the parents in the fried skewers group in advance and moved the frying on Mid-Autumn Day to the day before, making both varieties at the same time.

The fried skewers group was flooded with orders that day. Although they were only closed for one day and had prepared two varieties in advance, diners were buying fried skewers like Zhao Xiaojing was going to disappear for a year, with almost five kilograms per person.

Zhao Xiaojing sacrificed another two hours of sleep before she finished making all the fried skewers for the group.

The day before, when she was riding her stall bike waiting for customers to get their fried skewers, the parents brought gifts for Zhao Xiaojing one after another, as if they had discussed it beforehand.

The most popular items were mooncakes of various flavors, followed by some small pendants and accessories related to the Mid-Autumn Festival. Some generous parents even brought two boxes of hairy crabs to Zhao Xiaojing.

Most of these parents took the fried skewers, put down the gifts and ran away. In the end, Zhao Xiaojing could no longer tell which parents gave these gifts.

In the end, Zhao Xiaojing had no choice but to accept it and was so moved that she kept saying thank you all night.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhao Xiaojing slept until six o'clock, which was a rare occasion.

I got up and went to the wholesale market again, and bought a few boxes of chicken wings, duck necks, duck gizzards, chicken racks, chicken paws, a few whole chickens, ribs, and so on.

Wen’s family is large, and the batch I sent last time has probably been eaten up, so I made something different this time.

As for Dong Mei, although she was unhappy last time, she still asked her about the seasoning at that time, so she must have thought it was delicious. Strictly speaking, she has been making fried skewers for so long, but Dong Mei has never tasted it, so she will make some for her this time.

By the way, I bought a large number of red beans, mung beans and sugar water packaging boxes and bags at the wholesale market. Speaking of which, I received so many gifts from customers, and I don’t know who sent them. I can’t just accept them for nothing. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will treat everyone to summer sugar water.

Although there seemed to be a lot of things, Zhao Xiaojing was already familiar with the shopping process, so it didn't take her much time. Before 7 o'clock, she returned home with a car full of things.

Meat, red beans, mung beans and other ingredients have all been put in the system refrigerator, and they can be taken out upstairs. Zhao Xiaojing takes advantage of the system to move them for free every day, and she doesn't have to climb the stairs to move the ingredients herself. She only needs to carry some packaging boxes upstairs.

If the system stall cart is recycled downstairs, the things can be placed in the stall cart and carried empty-handed. It’s just that the rental house is too small and the stall cart cannot fit in, so the refrigerator is used every time.

After returning home, wash the meat, apply the seasoning and marinate it. After it is marinated enough, fry it, let it cool and pack it in bags.

Then, I picked up the hairy crabs and mooncakes that the customers gave me yesterday and set off for Dong Mei's house.

After knocking on the door for a long time, Zhao Xiaojing finally heard the sound of hurried jogging from inside.

"Xiao Jing, you're here. You knocked on the door so softly that I didn't hear it in the kitchen."

Dong Mei opened the door with a faint smile and saw Zhao Xiaojing outside, wiping her hands and explaining.

"Why are you doing all this mess again? You don't have any money, so why are you pretending to be rich? I've told you so many times that I don't need you to buy anything here. You can take it back later! In the future, either don't come, or if you come, don't bring anything except people."

Dong Mei turned around, and the smile on her face when she opened the door immediately disappeared when she saw what Zhao Xiaojing was holding in her hands.

"Aunt, I made these myself and wanted to give them to you to try. Also, these mooncakes and crabs were given to me by others, so I didn't spend any money on them."

Zhao Xiaojing hurriedly explained nervously. She had clearly prepared herself mentally and had thought about what to say in advance, but she still couldn't help but tense up when she saw Dong Mei.

"You made it yourself so you don't have to spend money? Food, oil, salt, and firewood all cost money. You have a lot in this bag. Are these all dropped from the sky? I told you last time that you don't have to use these things to please me. If you really want to make me happy, it's better to bring a boyfriend here than to bring these things!

Okay! You sit down first and eat the snacks on the table. I'll go cook."

Dong Mei's gloomy face didn't relax at all. After she finished speaking, she went back to the kitchen to get busy.

Zhao Xiaojing had prepared herself mentally, so she picked up her things and followed him into the kitchen.

"Third Aunt, I really didn't buy these crabs. You see they are still quite fresh, but they won't last long in such a hot day. I can't finish them all by myself, and it would be a waste to leave them there, right? Sister Yuanyuan and the others will be here at noon, so we can eat together."

Zhao Xiaojing took out the crab gift box and placed it next to the kitchen sink. Dong Mei glanced at it and reluctantly came over to open the gift box. Zhao Xiaojing took a look and tactfully moved out the steamer from the cupboard.

"Third Aunt, these are the fried foods I made. Each one has different seasonings. Fry them when you want to eat them. If you don't want to fry them, just fry them in a pan or electric baking pan and sprinkle some corresponding seasonings on them. I'll put them in the freezer for you."

After moving the steamer, Zhao Xiaojing took out the fried food from the bag. Seeing Dong Mei's frown again, she spoke quickly in a lower and lower voice, then stuffed the things into the refrigerator.

Dong Mei turned her head away and looked at the air for a while before turning to glance at Zhao Xiaojing who was stuffing something with her back to her.

"Why do you keep making these useless things all day? What will happen if I eat them? Will they make me gain weight? You have a hard life, why do you keep making these things for me?"

"Third aunt, it's not hard. I haven't told you yet that I found a new job and now I can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month."

Zhao Xiaojing, who had been thinking about how to tell Dong Mei about her current situation, finally found a starting point for the conversation.

"Ten thousand dollars?! What kind of job do you do?"

Dong Mei was startled and stopped cleaning the crabs, and raised her voice unconsciously.

"I cook in the canteen on the construction site and earn 8300 yuan a month. When I'm free, I set up a stall to sell fried skewers, which are the fried things I brought with me. Business is pretty good. Now I can make about 200 yuan a day. Together, I can make more than yuan a month."

Zhao Xiaojing took the beans that Dong Mei had put aside and started picking them, then slowly explained to Dong Mei.

"Construction site? Fried skewers?"

Dong Mei frowned and stared at Zhao Xiaojing for a long time. She seemed to be unable to react and it took her a long time to ask this question.

Zhao Xiaojing looked at Dong Mei and nodded.

"What construction site? How many people? Can you handle it?"

Dong Mei took a while to digest it, then continued to ask about the situation with a tight mouth.

"There are about 300 people working on a construction site in Jiangcheng. It was a little hard to adapt at first, but now it's no problem at all.

Actually, there are quite a lot of people cooking in the cafeteria. I am just an assistant chef, and there is also a head chef. There are also eight or nine other helpers, such as vegetable and dishwashers, food servers, etc. I don’t do much.”

"Three hundred people! How come a young girl like you would want to do this? Who would hire you to do this?"

Dong Mei looked at Zhao Xiaojing and found that she was thinner than before and her expression became more serious.

"A grandfather introduced me to this place. Speaking of which, this grandfather introduced me to this place because he had tasted the fried skewers I was selling. His eldest daughter is..."

Zhao Xiaojing told Dong Mei about how Mr. Wen introduced her to the construction site.

"You're only doing this for two months? And after that you're going to continue to show up in public and set up a stall?"

Dong Mei's frown had never relaxed since the beginning of the conversation, and Zhao Xiaojing always subconsciously looked at her expression when she spoke.

After Dong Mei said this, Zhao Xiaojing realized that she had stepped on her third aunt's minefield again.

"No, Third Aunt, last time the manager said that I could also cook for the construction site for a long time, he said..."

Seeing that Dong Mei's face looked strange, Zhao Xiaojing hurried to explain, but was interrupted before she could finish.

"Do you know what that construction site is like? It's full of people from the lower classes of society, a mixed crowd! And you've been following the construction site for a long time?!

Last time you said you wanted to be an outstanding person and have your own career, and you even brought your mother up to make trouble. Is this the career you were talking about?

I won’t stop you from finding a job, but as a girl, why can’t you find a reliable and stable job?

There are hundreds of men at the construction site, and the place is remote and crowded. What are you thinking? If a girl goes to work in a place like that, it will be hard to explain if it gets out! You go for a job recommended by someone you know, but you don't go when I introduce you to a decent partner? What are you thinking?"

Familiar accusations came at her head, and Zhao Xiaojing pursed her lips and said nothing. She originally thought that the high salary could make Dong Mei feel more at ease, and she originally wanted to take the initiative to break the ice, slowly tell Dong Mei about these things, and the two of them could gradually reconcile and talk about their true feelings.

"You're still showing up in public to set up a stall! In a small place like ours, everyone knows each other. What would people who know you think if they saw you doing this?

You don't care about your own face, but you care about my face, your mother's face, right? Think about what people who knew your mother would say behind her back? Oh, so whose daughter is already 23 or 24 years old, not married, pushing a cart to set up a stall on the street all day, looking disheveled, and no one cares.

People will definitely gossip about you behind your back! Don’t you feel ashamed? Or do you think that just because you set up a stall on the street, you are an excellent person and can marry a good man?

I think you have really been blinded by greed. Last time you kept saying that your mother only wanted you to find a proper job to support yourself. If you really take this to heart, I wouldn't say anything to you. But look at what kind of job you are looking for now?

Tomorrow, resign immediately and honestly!

If you don't want to go, tell me the place and I'll go and find you a place. I want to see what kind of wonderful place it is that is so fascinating!

if you……"

Dong Mei's nagging seemed to have no end. The familiar feeling of helplessness almost made Zhao Xiaojing habitually imagine compromising like she did in her previous life.

But as soon as he turned his swollen head, he saw the bottles of dipping sauce she had prepared for the fried skewers, neatly stacked in the bag.

"Aunt, I won't resign, and I won't tell you where the construction site is. I'm already 23, and my life is my own."

After a long while, Zhao Xiaojing heard herself say firmly.