Being scolded as an oil bottle, I worked hard to get rich in the Chronicle

Chapter 258 I don't want to be scolded by your mother

How could Zou Shihong befriend this kind of person?

"Mr. Yu, you are shaking me. If you are Liu Bei, I can't be Zhang Fei and Guan Yu." Zou Shihong looked at Gu Yan, "Mr. Gu, do you have any lunch left?"

"Yes, I'll keep it for you. I'll let Mrs. Zhao warm it up." Gu Yan was about to go out after speaking.

Hearing that Zou Shihong called Gu Yan "Mr. Gu", he couldn't help being proud of his cleverness.

Yu Wenhua immediately said, "Mr. Gu, I happen to be hungry too, so I'll eat something too. Xiao Wang, open a bottle of the wine I brought, and I'll have a drink with Old Zou."

Zou Shihong gave Gu Yan a wink, indicating that it would be fine to let her go.

Gu Yan smiled and went out, okay, then go drink with pickles!

She asked Mrs. Zhao to warm up the food and send it over, and then she didn't go in again, too lazy to listen to their arguing.

Before three o'clock, all the vehicles were loaded and set off. He Xiaosheng sat on the stool tired and didn't want to get up. Yu Wenhua and Zou Shihong hadn't finished drinking yet.

Gu Yan really succumbs to people like Wenhua, she doesn't take her face seriously!

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with the base, she prepared to go back. After all, she still needed to go to the steamed bun shop to prepare.

He Xiaosheng didn't go out, so Gu Yan rode her motorcycle when she left. The weather was not too warm, and when she rode into the city, she was almost freezing to death. Fortunately, she was wearing a helmet, otherwise her face would have been covered with cold. The wind blows into facial paralysis.

The motorcycle was parked in front of the steamed bun shop, but the shop door was open. From the outside, one could hear the thumping sound coming from the house, as if someone was working inside.

"Jiang He?" Gu Yan took off her helmet, turned off the engine, and shouted at the top of her voice.

She only gave Gu Jianghe the key, and it must be him. Unexpectedly, Wang Youli came out of the shop wearing a ragged dress.

I haven't seen him for a few days. He is in good spirits, probably because he came to clean up the house. He was wearing a shabby clothes, and the clothes were full of dirty things like cement spots.

Gu Yan was startled, "Your courtesy, why are you here?"

"Sister Yanyan, Jiang He told me, I've got a few people over to clean up the house first."

Gu Yan wanted to say, "Your mother is not looking for trouble when you come here?", but she thought that it would not be good to ask so bluntly, so she said, "Your shop is so busy, why do you have time to get me this? I can do it myself."

Gu Yan went to Gu Jianghe yesterday just to tell him to let him do the cleaning, because she knew he couldn't do other things, but she didn't expect him to ask Wang Youli to come over, what a brain this person is!

"It's okay, that shop isn't enough for my parents to work on." Wang Youli said with a smile, "I heard from Jiang He that your base is very busy, so don't be too polite. You don't need to decorate a steamed bun shop too well. It won't take a few days. Sister Yanyan, you helped open my store, shouldn't I come here and do some work for you?"

Gu Yan thought to herself, it's quite right, but I don't want to be scolded by your mother!

"Then I will trouble you to help me for two days. When my brother and sister-in-law come, let them treat you to dinner."

"Don't you see that you said that these are not outsiders?" Wang Youli said to Gu Yan nervously, "I found six people to grind the back lane with sand and cement first, and built a roof on one side of the lane. , I thought about building a half-meter-high pool below, or there would be no place to put the charcoal."

Gu Yan nodded, and entered the shop. There was a lot of sand and cement piled up on the floor of the room. Looking out from the back door, the aisles had been polished, but the cement hadn't dried yet.

"Be polite, I'll give you some money first, if it's not enough to turn back, you tell me, and I'll give it to you again."

"It doesn't cost much. I have everything worth thousands of dollars. Don't worry about giving me the money, Sister Yanyan. I'm thinking about putting the pots and stoves in the aisle."

"It's not suitable to build in the sidewalk. If it's windy and rainy, you can't steam it. It's better to build it in the house," Gu Yan said while finding out the picture she drew last night. "I've already found someone to It's been arranged, please ask someone to make a base at that time, in this position."

The pots and stoves arranged by Zhu Yong are quite reasonable, because he also designed a "hot kang". Of course, this hot kang is not for people to sleep in, but for making dough and waking up steamed buns when the weather is cold.

In other words, you need experience to do anything.

Gu Yan pointed out the location of the pot and stove to Wang Youli and gave him the picture. After thinking about it, she said worriedly, "You are polite, I am very grateful for your help, but don't worry about it because of uncle and aunt who helped me. Happy."

"Sister Yanyan, my parents know about it, and they asked me to come and help. If my mother hadn't been alone in the store, maybe my father would have come too."

Gu Yan couldn't figure out what Wang Youli said was true or not, anyway, she was really afraid of a rascal like Aunt Dahai.

A steamed bun shop is not like opening a restaurant, and the decoration doesn’t need to be elaborate, just a clean one is fine. Wang Youli called someone in the morning to paint the walls, grind the floor, build pots and stoves, and put the noodles on the floor. It took about three or four days to touch it. Kung fu will get the job done.

The dough mixer is not easy to buy, Master Zhu said that he would come to help inquire about it, and Gu Yan said that even if you can buy a second-hand one, it will be fine.

Gu Yan also thought that it was not easy to buy. After all, this is not the information age, but if there is no dough mixer to open a steamed bun shop, it would be a waste of effort.

Gu Jianghe rushed over as soon as he got off work. He saw a motorcycle at the door of the shop. Who did he think it was, but it turned out to be his sister.

When he entered, the hired workers had already left, sand and cement were everywhere in the house, half of the platform had been built, and the remaining half was not finished.

Wang Youli was packing tools, his sister stood at the door and looked in, frowning.

"sister."

"Jiang He, are you off work?"

"what are you thinking?"

"I'm looking for someone to make a chopping board as tall as it is big. The one in our house is too small," Gu Yan said after thinking for a while, "You and Youli should close the door, I'll go to the fast food restaurant first Find Master Zhu, you two will come over for dinner later."

Gu Yan rode on the motorcycle and left. When she arrived at the fast food restaurant, there were quite a few people eating in the restaurant, so she went straight to the back kitchen.

Master Zhu is cooking, stewed pork with green radish vermicelli, and there are two baskets of green vegetables to be fried, one basket of Chinese cabbage, and one basket of carrots.

In February and March, there are no green vegetables, most of them are cabbage, radish and so on. Zhu Yong racks his brains to cook every day. He said that this summer, he should save some dried vegetables, otherwise there will be no vegetables in winter. .

Zhu Bo was cutting the shredded pickles, the blade was pressing against the bumps of the pickles, the cuts were smooth, and the slices were even in thickness.

Shredded pickles are a must-sell vegetable every day. Master Zhu will mix it with seasoning and white sesame seeds. It costs [-] cents a piece, and almost everyone will ask for one.

"Zhu Bo, you did a good job!" Gu Yan praised after watching for a while.

Zhu Bo smiled a little embarrassedly, and called Gu Yan "sister".

(End of this chapter)