Rebirth of the Best Businesswoman at School

Upon hearing the sound, Wang Yunmei hurriedly got up to greet, and walked out while responding: "Ryoko is here!"

As soon as the door opened, the man named Liangzi carried a big bucket in, with a chill on his body, but with a smile on his face: "Aunt Mei, Uncle Wu said that today's tofu is well pressed, so this soy milk is also good."

Putting down the bucket, Liangzi turned around and went out again: "Aunt Mei also has a bucket!"

After the two barrels of soy milk moved in, the named Liangzi had to take a breath. Wang Yunmei likes this child named Liangzi very much, and immediately greeted: "I'm tired, right? I'm out of oil, sit down, Aunt Mei will give you two fried dough sticks to eat."

They seemed to be familiar with each other, and Liangzi was not polite, and had already sat down when he answered.

The fried dough sticks were fried by Jane. Liangzi had never seen Jane. She was taken aback at the moment, and then smiled and said, "Are you the daughter of Aunt Mei?"

Jane Ai looked at the boy who had a little tiger's teeth and smiled and nodded: "Are you Uncle Wu's son?"

That Liangzi heard the words as if he had heard something terrible, and quickly stared and shook his head: "No, Uncle Wu’s son is my elder brother. I was sent by my elder brother to help Uncle Wu deliver soy milk to your house every day. of!"

Although Jian Ai has never met Uncle Wu's son, she is very familiar with Uncle Wu. Uncle Wu's house is not far from his home, but he is famous in this area. Because Uncle Wu's brine tofu is a must. And the soy milk produced by pressing tofu every day, Uncle Wu sent people to his breakfast shop, a bowl of soy milk for 30 cents, a barrel can sell for 20 yuan, and Uncle Wu only charged their family for two yuan. A bucket.

In fact, these two dollars are no different from confiscation, but Wu Shu is thoughtful. He saw that it was not easy for Wang Yunmei to have a woman with two children, so he was willing to help. But if you don't want a penny, I'm afraid that Wang Yunmei will feel uncomfortable, and even more afraid that neighbors around me will make irresponsible remarks to her, so I charge two yuan for a symbolic bucket.

It turned out that the name of Liangzi was not Uncle Wu's son. Jian Ai couldn't help but smile when he saw his reaction like this: "Your eldest brother's name, I don't know what Uncle Wu's son is the underworld!"

After hearing this, Liangzi opened her mouth but didn't say anything. She hurriedly took a bite of fried dough sticks, but she didn't want to be hot and grinned. She also nodded and praised: "It's delicious, it's delicious!"

After eating the fried dough sticks, Liangzi probed to say goodbye to a few people, and then said to Wang Yunmei: "Aunt Mei, Uncle Wu said you don't leave after you close the stall. He will come over to talk to you."

"Okay, slow down your journey and tell Old Wu that I will wait for him in the store." Wang Yunmei responded.

Liangzi had just left the shop and started serving customers. Wang Yunmei was in charge of fried dough sticks and fried cakes, Jian Yu made soy milk and porridge, and Jane Ai was in charge of entertaining and collecting money.

Many of the guests are residents of this neighborhood. Although Jane cannot be named, many of them are familiar faces. Naturally, these people knew Jane Ai, and they all knew that Wang Yunmei was beautiful, her son was handsome, and her daughter was beautiful.

"Boss, look at how beautiful your son and girl are. Your daughter is exactly the same as you. She is very beautiful, and so sensible and capable. She must be filial in the future." A nearby aunt said to Wang Yunmei while checking out. .

Wang Yunmei smiled upon hearing the words: "Thank you, elder sister, I borrowed the words from elder sister!"

The peak of the breakfast is just two hours, and after eight o'clock, the guests are sparse.