"It's just this dish, I'm going to bother you, Uncle Mo." Jiang Chan pulled the corner of her mouth and barely showed a smile. If Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo hadn't been familiar with her, she wouldn't have thought this was a smile at all.

Uncle Mo laughed: "That's natural. Jiang Yatou, just say that you, Uncle Mo, don't have anything else, you can still make it easy to cook."

Aunt Mo looked at the big and small group and muttered, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. How great would it be if Jiang Chan was their daughter? If she and Lao Mo had children, she would probably be about the same age as Jiang Chan.

It’s just a pity that the girl Jiang Chan has to work and study at a young age. Alas, Aunt Mo sighed, if you can help, please help.

Uncle Mo and Jiang Chan were in a hurry. The two of them ordered six dishes, four meat and two vegetables, and they first took them to the construction site for the workers to try. As for the subsequent orders, Jiang Chan didn't believe that they would be unhappy after trying Uncle Mo's skills.

At around 10:30 in the morning, Jiang Chan rode the electric tricycle purchased by Uncle Mo, and groped to the construction site in the scorching sun. The scorching sun was scorching, and crystal beads of sweat flowed down Jiang Chan's forehead, but she didn't care at all.

Although the plan is very good, Jiang Chan is just a fourteen-year-old girl after all. Whether she can make her first pot of gold depends on her next performance.

Fortunately, Jiang Chan had few facial expressions in nature. Although she was thinking a lot, her face was still cold and very swaying. Jiang Chan was organizing language along the way, thinking about what to say after going to the construction site later.

At eleven o'clock, the construction site gradually ended. On this hot day, everyone had no appetite to eat big pot rice. A honest young man poked the rice in the lunch box: "Oh, eating big pot rice every day, Lao Hecheng Tiandi is all these dishes, and he is tired of eating them."

A man in his forties next to him swallowed hard and stewed the yellow beans: "Let's bear it, there is no village or shop nearby, and there is not even a food seller."

"Even if there is, I can't eat it when I look greasy on this hot day."

"That's right, I just want to eat some cold dishes at this time to be comfortable enough."

The honest young man covered the lunch box with annoyed angrily: "Forget it, I won't eat it anymore, I really have no appetite."

Lao He kindly advised him: "It's better to eat a little, otherwise you won't have the energy to work in the afternoon."

"Oh, the weather is getting hotter and hotter."

Jiang Chan arrived at the construction site when everyone was talking to each other. At noon, there was no one in charge on the construction site. Then she saw about a dozen people sitting together in the shade on the side, looking at the sad face and unable to eat.

Jiang Chan cheered himself up, then touched Yu Chan on her chest, and drove a tricycle to the place where these people were sitting.

The honest and honest guy who was in a slut suddenly sniffed and looked around. When he saw Jiang Chan, his eyes were completely stopped.

Seeing Jiang Chan's gaze looking here, he suddenly stood up, stepped on his long legs and ran towards Jiang Chan's tricycle. His eyes were green and he looked like a wolf saw meat.

He also stopped in front of Jiang Chan's tricycle and kept sniffing: "Little girl, what delicious food do you bring?"

It would be great if someone asked. Jiang Chan opens up the dishes she brought with her open. They were all filled in large pots and emitted a lot of heat.

"I... I'm from a small restaurant nearby," the previous sentence was a little stuck, and Jiang Chan said it more and more fluently: "Our restaurant has newly launched fast food, and I want to come to the construction site to see if you have any needs here."

The honest man didn't care what Jiang Chan said, staring at the food that Jiang Chan brought. Suddenly he shouted to the crowd over there: "There is food, do you eat it?"

As soon as he shouted, the dozen people gathered around him. When he saw the food Jiang Chan brought, it looked really good.

"Little girl, how much does it cost? Give me one first?" The honest man looked at the saliva, especially when he saw the pot of cucumbers, he wanted to have a feast.

Driven by this honest man, all the food Jiang Chan brought over was packed in less than twenty minutes, not to mention that the man called and called more than thirty people over.

When Jiang Chan returned, the money was filled with money in her pocket, plus fifty orders for supper. Thinking about how much money she could make for this meal, Jiang Chan returned to Uncle Mo’s restaurant with satisfaction.

Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo were both busy. There were many customers in the store. Jiang Chan put down his bag and entered the kitchen. It was not until after one o'clock that Jiang Chan stopped.

Aunt Mo wiped the table: "Little Chan, I'm having lunch."

Uncle Mo Langsheng laughed: "Girl, how did you get there?"

Jiang Chan pulled the corner of her mouth: "I have sold all of them, and I will have fifty copies tonight."

Aunt Mo opened his eyes slightly and then smiled happily: "That's great, why didn't you say this earlier?"

Jiang Chan was very calm: "You were busy at that time."

Uncle Mo was also happy, not only because he made money, but more because he could help Jiang Chan. They all knew Jiang Chan very well. If they told Jiang Chan directly to support her in school, she would never accept it according to the girl's self-esteem.

Now that Jiang Chan has found a way, they can still make money, but in short, they will not lose.

"In this way, I will go with you to deliver it to you in the evening, and I will decide how many lunch boxes will be delivered every day in the future." Aunt Mo was more neat and could speak well.

With Aunt Mo's company, the fast food orders on the construction site were easily settled. Jiang Chan had to deliver 100 fast food to the construction site every day, and the meal fee was paid daily.

After the order was settled, Aunt Mo quickly stuffed two hundred yuan to Jiang Chan: "This is your salary today."

Jiang Chan refused: "Too many."

Aunt Mo's eyebrows stood up: "You'll keep it for you. From now on, you have to run to the construction site every day. It's very hard, it's hard money."

Jiang Chan was helpless and just thought that Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo would take care of her like this and she would definitely repay them in the future.

When she went back, Aunt Mo also packed a few meals for her: "Let's slow down when you go back, be careful, and tell me when I'm here."

There were two large plastic bags hanging on the head of Jiang Chan's car, and the two-eight-bars were shaking forward. Suddenly, a raised stone was pressed down, and Jiang Chan fell down with an unstable center of gravity.

The clothes in summer are very thin, and Jiang Chan's elbows and knees are all broken, which hurts so much. If someone was a little more delicate, they would have cried long ago. Jiang Chan just wiped her face, looked at the food that didn't spill out, and helped the car up and continued leaving.
Chapter completed!