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

Chapter 145 Construction Site Workaholic

"Aunt Chen, I understand. Don't worry, I will remember what you told me."

Zhao Xiaojing wiped her tears silently, took a deep breath and answered.

There are too many things that go wrong in the world, and it is common to regret for a lifetime because of obsession. It may only be a few words or a story, but the pain and suffering of the people who have experienced it, and the huge destruction and reconstruction of their minds afterwards, can only be understood by those who have experienced it.

Zhao Xiaojing felt depressed and uncomfortable. After Chen Huiping left, she was still immersed in the story of Chen Huiping and Mei Zi and was deeply saddened.

Knowing that the next day was the tenth anniversary of Mei Zi's death, and that Chen Huiping's family would go up the mountain to pay homage in the morning, Zhao Xiaojing went to the flower shop that night and picked out a bouquet of white flowers. She was watching in the kitchen early the next morning, and when she saw Chen Huiping leaving the house, she quickly went out and handed the bouquet to her.

"Auntie, this is just a token of my appreciation. I hope everything is going well for Sister Meizi over there."

Chen Huiping accepted the bouquet, and her calm expression when she was recounting the story yesterday finally showed a hint of emotion. "Chamomile, Mei Zi always liked to buy chamomile and put it in a vase. Xiao Zhao, you are so thoughtful, thank you."

"It's nothing. Auntie, you said that I look like Sister Mei Zi, so don't be polite." Zhao Xiaojing waved her hand. She didn't know what the tiny flowers were called, but she felt that they had a faint scent, and when gathered together they looked beautiful and pure, and the color was suitable as well.

After delivering the flowers, Zhao Xiaojing continued to work in the kitchen. It was still early today, so she did what she needed to do in the morning. In the afternoon, she could just use the quick module to cut the fruit. She had to use the rest of the time to go out and look for shops.

She did the math yesterday. Together with the sweet soup and pork trotter rice, she and Su Yuchen have earned a total of 80,000 yuan so far. Excluding the salary that needs to be paid to Lu Hongwen in the middle and late part of the month and their daily expenses, plus the money she already had and the cash awarded by the system during this period, as well as Suzi's own money, the total is nearly 170,000 yuan.

If you want to open a store near the school, the funds are a bit limited. It is no problem to open a small shop like the braised meat shop I consulted for the first time, but the environment is not so good, and the store is too small, so you will have to move to another location later.

Zhao Xiaojing was interested in the store that had a problem with the deposit last time, but the cheapest transfer fee was 15 yuan, and the funds were obviously not enough.

But it’s okay to just run the dessert stall and deliver meals to students online. I can save enough money in a month at most.

But after all, when you are free, the shop will open eventually. Go out and see the business of the shops on other streets. It always helps to learn more about them.

At half past ten, Zhao Xiaojing had finished preparing all the condiments except the fruits, and was preparing to clean up and make lunch when Chen Huiping came again and asked Zhao Xiaojing to have lunch with her.

She said that her son's family went out to travel after visiting the graves of their son during the National Day holiday, leaving the two of them alone. It was neither lunch nor lunchtime, and Zhao Xiaojing's pork trotter rice was not sold. The two of them didn't know what to eat. Coincidentally, Zhao Xiaojing was also alone, so they went out to eat together, and the three of them could eat more comfortably.

Zhao Xiaojing thought about it and agreed readily. Seeing that it was still early, Chen Huiping called her to sit upstairs.

The three of them entered the house amid Chen Huiping's constant pushing and shoving and complaining that Zhao Xiaojing had to bring fruit just because she came.

Zhao Xiaojing had been here with Chen Huiping. I remember that this was the place where I signed the contract with her for the first time. It was a small room filled with many notebooks and keys, as well as some messy light bulbs, hardware, maintenance tools and contract samples.

When Zhao Xiaojing came again this time, she discovered that the room was just an office and storage room where Chen Huiping received tenants, and it was separated for separate use.

Chen Huiping's house is next to the utility room. Three rooms on one floor of the old residential building were connected. The space is very spacious. Although the decoration is a bit old, it can be seen that a lot of money was spent on it back then. The house is kept in tidy order.

"Xiao Zhao, have some water." Chen Huiping's husband quickly boiled a pot of water and poured it for Zhao Xiaojing. "I've heard your aunt talk about you for a long time, and I've eaten your pork knuckle rice several times, but this is the first time I've seen you. You're really young and promising!"

"Xiao Zhao, you don't know, your uncle is usually a workaholic. As long as he has something to do, he won't come home no matter how hard you try. Ever since he ate your pork trotter rice, he will definitely come home on time for dinner every day as long as he says he bought the rice!" Chen Huiping complained with a smile.

Chen Huiping's husband Wang Jiandang retired early like her, but their main jobs when they were young were not their main source of income. After retirement, Chen Huiping completely let go and just lived a leisurely life collecting rent at home, but Wang Jiandang was reluctant to give up the resources and connections he had worked hard for a lifetime, and he couldn't find anyone to take over, so he still maintained his original private business.

"Uncle and aunt look so young. If you like them, I'll cut more next time. We'll open for business as usual when the comb comes back." Zhao Xiaojing said.

"No, no, your portion is really big. After eating, I'll go out for a walk around the construction site and I'll still be full when I come back!"

"That's right. Your uncle sometimes comes home in the early morning, and he often has to eat a biscuit or a piece of fruit. But now, after eating a portion of pork trotter rice, you can't eat anything else! You'd better not cut more."

The couple smiled and waved their hands in unison to refuse.

"Uncle, why is he working at the construction site at night? I think you shouldn't be a safety officer at a special construction site, right?" Zhao Xiaojing asked puzzledly.

Although she knew that some construction sites had their own special features and had to continue working overtime at night, those who worked overtime were basically front-line workers, and at most a safety officer. It was not like Wang Jiandang was the case.

"Oh, it seems that Xiao Zhao knows something about this!" Wang Jiandang looked up in surprise when he heard it.

"I worked on a construction site for two months as a canteen assistant chef, and I often heard people talking about this. I also have a relative who is in this industry, and I often hear them talk about this, too."

The relative Zhao Xiaojing was talking about was her third uncle Zhou Jianye, Dong Mei's husband. He worked as a project manager at the Mingcheng construction site in neighboring Henan Province. He was away from home all year round for work. Sometimes Dong Mei would talk to her about some of the things, and Zhao Xiaojing knew a little bit after listening to them.

"Great! You've also worked as a sous chef on a construction site! This job is very hard, a little more tiring than being a head chef. How many people were there on the construction site you worked for?"

Wang Jiandang became interested when he heard this and asked questions enthusiastically.

"You get excited when I talk about the construction site! Look at you, Xiao Zhao, are you a workaholic?" Chen Huiping gave Wang Jiandang a look of disdain and scolded him with a smile.

Zhao Xiaojing was also amused and chuckled, "There are 300 people on the entire construction site. It's not hard work, the working hours are not long."

“300 people, that’s not a small scale, Xiao Zhao can do it!

The work I do is not part of the construction process. Usually, people come to us after the project is completed. We go there to measure the site, do the settlement, and modify the contract.”

When Wang Jiandang talked about his work, he suddenly looked gloomy after visiting the graves just now, and he talked with Zhao Xiaojing with great interest about the things happening at the construction site.