Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"It's okay. The most important thing here is people. With such good treatment, no one will be willing to come. It's just that we haven't met the right one yet."

Yu Jing was carrying a big box and was stopped by the sharp-eyed Wen Ci as he passed by.

"Yu Jing, you are, what a coincidence. What are you doing?"

Yu Jing was originally walking on the other side of the road. He followed the sound and immediately passed through the crowd and walked to the entrance of Gambling Stone Square.

"Ms. Song, Wen Ci, Wen Li, Sang Cheng, you are all here. I was just looking at the road and didn't notice it. I just went to deliver a baby to a family and was about to go back."

"I see you don't look good, drink a glass of water, sit down and have a rest." Song Tingran said.

They were all old acquaintances. Wen Ci went directly in and moved a chair for Yu Jing to sit down. Sang Cheng got him a glass of water.

"Thank you. It just took some effort to deliver the baby, so it's okay." Yu Jing drank some water, his throat was no longer so dry, and then asked: "What are you...?"

Sang Cheng: "My wife mainly runs a shop. We are recruiting people here, but not many people come."

"How could it be? There are a lot of people looking for work every day. I will go to the town to find my wife in a while. She knows someone who can just spread the word."

This was a good idea, and it was a matter of Zhao Yu's voice. However, Song Tingran still explained to Yu Jing that it was the husband's job to be the shopkeeper.

"That's it. No wonder there are so few people here, but it doesn't matter. There must still be people who are willing to come. Just like when I first became a stable husband, no one wanted to use me."

Yu Jing was also anxious. He drank the water in one breath and walked quickly towards the town.

After a while.

Zhu Qing came out with a plate of scrambled eggs with chili peppers. This dish is a very common stir-fry in restaurants.

Song Tingran tasted it first. Compared with Wen Li, it was too far behind. The pepper felt like water had been added, and it tasted like it was stewed, which was not refreshing.

Wen Li took a bite, but was not satisfied. Wen Ci frowned, and Sang Cheng simply pretended to take a bite.

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhu, your craftsmanship is not very suitable for our restaurant." Wen Li declined politely.

Zhu Qing didn't expect that she would be dismissed, and said: "Can you give me some advice? I have always made this scrambled egg with chili pepper. It was sold very well in the previous restaurant."

There was no one around now, so Wen Li didn't bother to go to the kitchen to demonstrate to her. After all, he wasn't left alone, so he just responded politely.

"The scrambled eggs with chili peppers are mainly on top of the stir-fried characters. When the eggs are cooked in hot oil, take them out and stir-fry the chili peppers again. Do not add water during this period and stir-fry quickly to ensure the taste of the chili peppers... .Your peppers are too soft and your eggs are too old.”

Zhu Qing listened carefully and saw that the methods were all similar. In the past, for the sake of speed, the scrambled eggs were not taken out and the chili peppers were added directly.

"Okay, I understand, can you give me another chance? I will do it again as you said."

While Wen Li was thinking, a large group of people suddenly came over, led by Zhao Yu and Yu Jing.

"Sister Song, even if you keep a low profile, I started shouting at the town, and I picked up so many people on the street, all wanting to work in your shop."

Zhao Yu had a loud voice, and when he shouted like this, the people around him stopped and looked over.

"Sister Zhao, there are so many people, what method did you use?"

"There's nothing I can do. I just told the owner of the Song Family Fruit and Vegetable Garden that he was going to open a restaurant and was looking for people, and they all came!"

The people who came to apply were a little anxious, and Song Tingran quickly asked everyone to line up in two lines according to their needs.

I was still very busy just now, but now I am a little busy. Fortunately, the people in line are not the kind of troublemakers, and they are all waiting quietly.

Song Tingran walked to the edge and wanted to take Zhao Yu and Yu Jing in to sit.

"No, Sister Song, I still have to drive the bullock cart. If you show your name, you won't have to work hard for me today."

Zhao Yu joked and was about to leave with Yu Jing. Song Tingran couldn't leave here, so he simply took two steps and quickly returned to his position.

"You are Miss Song from the Daniu Village Fruit and Vegetable Garden. I came here just now. I didn't know who you were. If I had known you were the restaurant owner, I wouldn't have left."

"That's right, they say you can make a lot of money by working with Miss Song."

There were a lot of compliments. Now I no longer think that it is a problem for a man to be a shopkeeper. Instead, he is more active and enthusiastic. He even asked his husband at home if he could also apply for the job.

You can't do it elsewhere, but you can do it here at Song Tingran.

Another person came to apply for a job as a chef, and Wen Li led him to the kitchen as usual.

As a result, Zhu Qing did not leave. Instead, he cleaned up all the pots and pans that he had just used, and even the stove was newly wiped.

This is really a plus.

Wen Li felt a little relieved, but the cooking skills really tasted terrible. There was no way Song's Restaurant would serve dishes of this quality.

Wen Ci didn't even have time to eat at noon, so Wen Ci took the time to buy a few pancakes at the nearest place and just took one bite.

It wasn't until evening that all the people who came to apply for jobs left, and all four of them were dull-eyed.

Sang Cheng: "My wife, I'm so tired. I'm so tired just sitting here."

Song Tingran: "Me too, it feels like my mouth is completely dry and I can't even secrete any saliva."

Wen Ci: "I'll go to the kitchen to boil some water. You guys wait for me."

Wen Li: "Brother, boil the water and I will dry up. I remember there is a tea stall in front. Let's go."

The four people stood up in confusion.

"You must be exhausted from the day. Take a drink of water. I've already cooled it down. You can drink it directly."

Zhu Qing walked out of the tray carrying four bowls of water. Only then did everyone realize that she had never left.

Song Tingran and the other four were really thirsty. Everyone started drinking water while holding their bowls and chopsticks.

"Thank you, Miss Zhu, have you been helping in the kitchen?"

"Well, I have nothing to do today. There are so many people applying for jobs, and the kitchen is very busy. I just help wash the pots and so on. I'm not tired."

Zhu Qing smiled, with two beautiful dimples on both sides of his mouth, which gave people the impression at first glance that he was easy to get along with.

"I still have to thank you. In this way, you have worked for a whole day, and I can't let you work in vain."

With that said, Song Tingran took out 100 coins from his wallet, but Zhu Qing didn't want it.

She never asked for wages for the night from the beginning.

"I can't take it. I'm here to apply for a job today, and I'm willing to help in the kitchen. If I ask for wages like this, I won't feel safe. If other people know about it and use this method, what are you going to do, boss? It’s business.”