Note the sweet scale

Chapter 65 I'm making money, I'm making money (1)

After picking up breakfast from Situ Nanke, Yi Meng hummed a ditty all the way to the small dining table, opened the paper bag and plotted in her heart.

Bring breakfast, ten yuan!

Put breakfast, ten yuan!

Take a bowl, ten yuan!
Serving porridge, ten yuan!
In addition to cleaning the table and throwing out the trash... how about 100 yuan?
Seeing the little girl humming a ditty, shaking her head and holding the bowl and chopsticks cheerfully, with a happy face, the smile on Situ Nanke's face became more and more intense.

This look is like when they were in the United States.

"Stop standing, sit down!" Yi Meng helped him pull the chair away, saw the sweat on his face, and hurriedly brought a tissue, "Quick, wipe off the sweat!"

Situ Nanke reached out for a tissue, but she withdrew her hand again.

"Hey, let me wipe it for you!"

Well, wipe off your sweat, add... ten yuan is a little less, this is a special service, fifty!

Holding his face, she also wiped it very seriously, 50 yuan, it can't be dealt with no matter what.

"By the way, you haven't washed your hands yet, so...wet tissue, I'll open it for you."

Get the wipes, pack them...another ten bucks.

Seeing her busy to and fro, Situ Nanke's tone became more gentle.

"Don't be so busy, you can eat too."

"You eat first, I haven't washed my face and brushed my teeth yet!" Yi Meng waved to him, turned and walked into the bathroom, "Do you have a toothbrush here?"

Situ Nanke got up and came over to help her find a new toothbrush from the drawer.

"Thank you." Yi Meng took the toothbrush, "Hurry up and eat, the food will be cold in a while, I will come soon!"

"it is good."

The man returned to the table with a smile on his face, but he didn't eat it. He just took her bowl, added some sugar into it, and held it gently with a spoon.

She loves sweets, whether it's porridge or milk... always add sugar.

moment.

Yi Meng came out after washing, and was about to go to the table to get the form, when Situ Nanke called her from the table.

"Let's eat first, it will be cold in a while."

That's okay, after eating, count the money for cleaning the table together.

So, she walked to the table, sat down opposite him, picked up her porridge bowl, put a spoonful of it into her mouth.

Sweet, the temperature is just right, um...delicious!
Seeing the little girl enjoying herself, Situ Nanke smiled and said.

"Don't just eat porridge, eat some buns too."

"Thank you!"

Early in the morning, there was food to eat and money to earn. The little girl was in an extremely bright mood, and every word was full of sweetness.

She unceremoniously picked up the steamed stuffed bun, took a bite, um, it turned out to be her favorite stuffed chicken and winter bamboo shoots, and it was the best halal one, I haven't had this taste for a long time.

"I didn't expect you to eat this stuffing too much. In the past, I liked to eat this steamed stuffed bun from Qingzhenzhai the most. There is also a fish and leek, which is also good."

"before?"

"Yeah, I can't afford it now!" Yi Meng replied with a smile.

Such a small steamed stuffed bun sells for eight yuan, which is enough to eat two breakfasts outside, how can she give it up? !
The man's heart suddenly tightened, and the smile in his eyes turned into distress.

Raising his hand, he pushed the plate towards her, and he spoke softly.

"Then you eat more."

"Then I'm not being polite!"

Yi Meng smiled, and took another one unceremoniously.

A bowl of porridge, eight small steamed stuffed buns, plus a fried egg... Yi Meng ate until her belly swelled, and after taking a sip of the porridge, she leaned on her chair contentedly and didn't want to move at all.

On the opposite side, Situ Nanke took the initiative to get up and clear the table.

(End of this chapter)