Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

After Boss Chen took Mu Qiong to buy pork chops, he took Mu Qiong to a grocery store. The grocery store sold eggs, flour, and various seasonings. Boss Chen bought some and also introduced Mu Qiong. one time.

Finally, it was time to buy vegetables. When we arrived at the vegetable stall, Boss Chen did the same thing, and ordered a basket full of small green vegetables—the cheapest vegetables on the stall.

When they went back, they carried a lot of things, especially Mu Qiong. He carried a bag of ten catties of flour and pork, and his whole body was almost crushed.

"I often go to pick up goods from these stores. The money is settled once at the end of the month. If there is any shortage in the store, you can go and get it." Boss Chen said to Mu Qiong.

"Okay." Mu Qiong agreed.

"Put the things in the store later, you and I will go and see that... tablecloth." Boss Chen said again.

Mu Qiong also complied without a trace of impatience.

In modern times, although he lived in an ivory tower because of the protection of his parents, he still read many novels and documentaries describing the various aspects of the world.

Perhaps it was because he was unable to experience a rich and colorful life, and he was extremely interested in these.

And these things have been seen too much. Although he has not experienced it himself, he also knows that the world is difficult, so he can let go of his figure.

Now he doesn't have the blessing of his parents. Although he has abilities, he has no chance to show them off. Naturally, he has to work hard to support his family first, and then think about other things.

When Mu Qiong and Boss Chen returned to the western restaurant, the cook had already arrived, but another employee hadn't arrived yet.

After Mu Qiong asked a few words, he realized that the employee didn't work here all day. He was helping to make and sell buns in a steamed stuffed bun shop in the morning, and he didn't come here until noon.

As for why he did it... of course because it makes more money working two jobs.

As soon as they put down their things, a guest came, and Boss Chen went up to greet him. Mu Qiong was not idle, trying to follow suit.

He had never done such a job before, and he was quite unskilled in doing it, but it was not impossible to do it.After all, there is really no technical content to be a waiter.

The deep-fried pork chops at Chen Kee Western Restaurant are made by marinating sliced ​​pork tenderloin with something like starch and beating them, then wrapping them in bread crumbs and frying them.

In modern times, such things are called junk food, but in this era, everyone lacks oil and water in their stomachs, and this is something with excellent nutrition.

Each fried pork cutlet costs [-] cents, and children can buy half of it... The family of three who came here at this moment only spent [-] cents for a meal.

The smell of fried pork cutlets made Mu Qiong extremely hungry.

He has been eating no meat and can only eat the staple food. He always feels empty in his stomach, and his eyes can't help but fall on the fried pork chops.

Fortunately, the employee who worked two jobs came, and he could finally escape from the smell—Boss Chen took him to buy tablecloths.

"The fabrics in tailor shops are expensive, let's go to the cloth shop first." Boss Chen suggested.

Of course Mu Qiong had no objection.

However, Mu Qiong was a little dumbfounded when he arrived at the cloth shop.

The fabrics in the cloth shop are suitable for making clothes, but they are not suitable for tablecloths. It is rare to find a piece of suitable fabric, and the color is not suitable.

He looked at it for a while without making a decision, and Boss Chen became a little impatient: "It's so troublesome to buy a tablecloth? You should choose one quickly!"

"Boss, the tablecloth should be washable and easy to wash. How can you choose it?" Mu Qiong was helpless. In modern times, tablecloths are all made of man-made fibers, but there are very few types of man-made fibers these days. There is only one kind on the market. Rayon that is not washable and easy to wrinkle is not easy to use at all.

Boss Chen frowned after hearing Mu Qiong's explanation: "Then what should we do?"

"Why don't you buy a curtain first?" Mu Qiong said.

Boss Chen's shop is equipped with glass windows, and the windows are quite large. With curtains, it will look much better.

Boss Chen agreed, and asked the clerk in the cloth shop, "Is there any suitable fabric for curtains?"

"Yes! We have bought a lot of fabrics suitable for making curtains." The guy said, and took Mu Qiong and Boss Chen to the room behind the cloth shop to look.

The room was very large, with a lot of fabrics piled up around it, and wooden shelves in the middle of the room.

There are a lot of fabrics hanging on the wooden racks, including various Western-style curtains.

Most of these curtains look luxurious and expensive.

Boss Chen was a little bit reluctant to part with the money, showing distress on his face, but made a decision after gritting his teeth.

As for Mu Qiong, he was not very satisfied with the color of these curtains.

While watching, Mu Qiong noticed a pile of fabric in the corner: "What is this?"

"You mean that? Those are the old curtains that were replaced by the church." The man said, "It's the largest church in the concession, and their curtains are also bought from us!"

"How do you sell this?" Mu Qiong asked.

"I'm going to ask the shopkeeper about it." The guy said, they didn't plan to sell this at first, so he naturally didn't know the price.

The shopkeeper came soon: "Although this curtain looks old, it is actually just covered with dust, and it will be clean after washing! It is made of the best fabric... You can take all six yuan!"

"can it be cheaper?"

"My price is already very affordable."

"We will take all three yuan." Mu Qiong bargained.

"That won't work! It's so cheap, I might as well find someone to cut it up and sell it as something else!"

"This is a curtain used by the church. Cut it up and sell it...Aren't you afraid that people in the church will find out and trouble you?" Mu Qiong asked.

The shopkeeper was really scared.At this time, many people have a natural fear of foreigners: "Okay, you take the five yuan."

"Three dollars!"

"Three yuan is definitely not enough! Four yuan!" said the shopkeeper.

Mu Qiong felt that four yuan was enough, and was about to agree, when Boss Chen suddenly said: "It's three yuan! If you don't sell it, we won't buy it!"

"Three yuan is definitely not enough!" The shopkeeper said firmly.

Boss Chen was also very straightforward. He called out to Mu Qiong, turned around and left without any regrets.

Mu Qiong was a little anxious, he didn't want to leave.

The shopkeeper was right. The fabrics of these cloths are very good. Although they are a little dirty, they can be used after washing.

And they're exactly the off-white fabric Mujoon wanted...whether it's for curtains or tablecloths, it's perfect.

As soon as Boss Chen took Mu Qiong outside, the shopkeeper of the cloth shop stopped them: "Okay, three yuan is three yuan, I'll sell it to you."

When Boss Chen heard the words, he walked back immediately: "I bought it!"

Mu Qiong, who planned to persuade Boss Chen to buy Bu when he got to a secluded place: "..."

It was his first counter-offer before, and he thought he did a good job, but in fact... Boss Chen was even better.

When it was time to pay, Mu Qiong knew that the boss came to the door by himself, and changed the curtains for the church for free, just to make friends with foreigners.

There was no shortage of money in the church, so he asked him to throw away the old curtains that had been replaced, but he thought it was a pity, so he took them back, but he was afraid that foreigners would mind, so he didn't dare to move them.

Now that he has sold the curtains, he still remembers to say: "If you want to use this cloth, be careful!"

Boss Chen agreed.

The churches in Shanghai are very large, and there are many curtains replaced by the churches. Such a large bag of fabric is enough to make curtains and tablecloths for western restaurants.

Mu Qiong and Boss Chen picked up a bargain, and they were both very happy. There was so much fabric, the two of them couldn't take it back at all... Boss Chen could only call a few rickshaws to help pull it.

After loading all the fabrics into the rickshaw, Boss Chen said, "Let's counter the price again, maybe he will be willing to sell it for two yuan..."

Mu Qiong admired him even more, and he decided to learn a little bit.

Of course, the most important thing now is to make the curtains and tablecloths ready: "Boss, these curtains need to be washed, and it's best to have people embroider some patterns of similar colors."

Boss Chen nodded: "This is the way to prevent foreigners from discovering that our store has used curtains from their churches."

Mu Qiong was thinking about whether to introduce Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu to do this job, when he heard Boss Chen say: "Many people are having a hard time now, and there are many women who do laundry and mending, and I only know a few of them. , one of them is my friend's widow, I asked her to help me make it so that no one else would know."

The people Boss Chen said were near the concession, and they asked the rickshaw driver to pull the curtains directly. After Boss Chen agreed on the size requirements, he put down the fabric.

After such a busy life, it was already past noon.

When Mu Qiong and Boss Chen returned to the western restaurant, the restaurant was "lively" and there were five or six customers eating.

As for the next door...they are all full.

After about half an hour, the customers in the store left one after another, and the restaurant became deserted.

Upon seeing this, Boss Chen said, "Let's have dinner."

There are already regulations for eating in the store.After Boss Chen finished speaking, the cook set out the meals on a small table at the door of the kitchen.

They ate at noon, the staple food was bread from the store, the dish was braised pork, and the stir-fried vegetables left by the customers in the store.