Chapter 909: The selfish and vain female supporting role (5)

The girl who bought a bunch of mutton kebabs took a bite, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "It smells so strong of mutton! This is definitely the most authentic kebab I have ever eaten. It is exactly the same as what I had when I went to the grassland before. , No! It’s even more delicious than that!”

"Is it really that delicious?" Her roommate couldn't help but swallowed. She had not planned to buy mutton skewers, but now she was getting ready to do so.

“It’s delicious, I’ll give you a bite, and next time you buy it, you can share a bite with me.”

 The roommate took a small bite and immediately asked for a skewer of mutton skewers.

Several other girls looked at each other: "Is it really so delicious?"

"tasty."

"really tasty."

　　The two girls holding mutton skewers said in unison.

　　　…”

 After a while, the group of girls each had a skewer of mutton in their hands.

 Shang Lili: “…”



 Are current college students’ living expenses so abundant? For 20 yuan a skewer of meat, just buy it.

“I’m going to give up carbs today and just eat a bunch of mutton skewers.”

“I haven’t been to the night market for a few days, so I’ll just buy a bunch of them, and I’ll probably stop drinking milk tea.”

When Xu Yin heard them talking about milk tea, she had an idea in mind: kebabs are easy to get burned. Tomorrow she plans to cook a pot of chrysanthemum tea and bring it over. If she buys kebabs, she will get a cup of chrysanthemum tea.

 Just a little bit of scented tea, which costs almost nothing to her.

The girl who ordered the baked rice cake jumped up after taking a bite: "This rice cake is so delicious! The outside is crispy and crispy, the inside is glutinous and sticky, and the sauce is neither salty nor bland. It's really delicious! Boss, I want more Two skewers.”

“New year cakes are carbohydrates. Aren’t you afraid of gaining weight if you eat too much?”

 “I’ll bring it to my brother. He must not have had dinner yet.”

While talking, I called my older cousin.

Hearing that she was buying skewers at a barbecue stall, her cousin's dormitory seemed to be celebrating a roommate's birthday, so she immediately pooled together two hundred yuan and asked them to bring a bunch of barbecue back.

Xu Yin’s cell phone rang one after another with reminders that the money had been received.

Because of the overbearing fragrance and the chattering comments and praises from the girls, people gradually gathered in front of Xu Yin's barbecue stall.

 If you can’t afford it, it’s okay to buy skewers of rice cakes or vegetables such as mushrooms and potatoes to taste them.

 After eating it, I think it tastes really good. Those who are not short of money will go back and buy a bunch of beef or mutton.

Unconsciously, the transparent boxes containing ingredients gradually became empty...

At 9:30 in the evening, there were only a few skewers of beef skewers and vegetables left in the transparent food box that had not been sold.

Xu Yin said to Shang Lili: "Bake all these. We will eat them ourselves and close the stall after we finish."

“The night market hasn’t ended yet, why don’t you wait any longer?”

Shang Lili had long lost her initial entanglements and doubts.

She roughly calculated that there were about 90 skewers sold by her, and the commission for each skewer was 1 yuan, which was 90 yuan.

 Be good! Her salary for the previous day's shift was only over 100 yuan, which meant she had to work from 9:30 in the morning to 4 in the afternoon, with only one hour's break at noon. When business is poor and commissions are low, I live on these one hundred dollars.

Xu Yin shook her head: "No wait, we will sell until half past nine every day, and we will close the stall if it is not sold out."

If business is good, you don’t care about these few strings; if business is bad, you don’t have to stay up all night just for these few strings.

What's more, what she really wants to earn is not the money for setting up a stall. No matter how good the skewers business is, she can earn up to one or two thousand a day, but she can't make up 530,000 in half a month.

Hearing what she said, Shang Lili stopped talking and put the remaining skewers on the grill, flipping them over and grilling them. Xu Yin is sorting the items on the tricycle.

At this time, a tall boy hurried over, holding a mobile phone in his hand and talking on the phone: "Is it the 'secret spice kebab'? The boss is a beauty, right? That's OK! I found it."

After hanging up the phone, he walked to the stall and said with a smile: "Beautiful boss, I want five skewers of grilled rice cakes, two skewers of mutton skewers, and three skewers of grilled mushrooms..."

Shang Lili glanced at him and interrupted: "Classmate, these are the only ones left. Do you want anything?"

The boy looked down and saw a bunch of eggplants, a bunch of potatoes, four skewers of beef, and two skewers of leeks lined up on the grill.

　　　…”

　　Ah! The most delicious baked rice cake is gone.

 The less delicious mutton skewers and grilled mushrooms are no longer available.

sad.

 Xu Yin packed up her things and turned around: "If you want, I'll give you a 20% discount. We're going to close the stall."

 “Ah? Can I get a discount? I want it, I want it!”

Except for the leeks, he bought everything else. He said he was running errands for the rich second generation living in his brother's dormitory, and the fee for the errands was two skewers.

After the boy left, Shang Lili put away the remaining two bunches of leeks and handed one to Xu Yin.

"You can buy less beef, leeks, and eggplants tomorrow. Most people like mutton skewers, and you can buy more rice cakes and shiitake mushrooms. Also, do you want to add beef ribs? I see a lot of people are asking. .”

Xu Yin nodded: "I will consider it. You have worked hard today, let's go! I'll treat you to a midnight snack."

　　　…”

 With commissions and free late-night snacks, this part-time job is almost as good as a full-time job.

Xu Yin treated Shang Lili to a bowl of beef soup noodles, and then they went home.

She stored the tricycle at the security booth. The security booth was monitored, so she was not afraid of people stealing it. The barbecue grill and charcoal bars were placed on the car, covered with a clean plastic tablecloth.

The security guards at the security booth spent the afternoon digesting it, and by now they had calmly accepted it: They thought that Ms. Xu, a white-collar worker in the office, was actually not as easy-going as they thought. She had no new job and could only rely on fickleness for the time being. Make a living by doing small business.

I felt very sympathetic, so I thought I could help.

“Miss Xu, don’t worry, the car is here and no one dares to touch it.”

 “Thank you, master.”

Xu Yin borrowed a tricycle bucket and took out a bag of early nectarines, about ten of them, as a thank you gift.

The security captain waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, no, take it back and eat it yourself."

Nectarines of this size are not cheap.

"I still have some here. I borrowed your tools in the afternoon and left my car with you in the evening. I don't know how to thank you. I bought it from an old lady at the night market where I have a stall. It's not expensive. Try it. Taste it." Xu Yin said, putting the bag on the table next to her.

 When she left, the security captain sighed and sighed: "I used to think Miss Xu was difficult to communicate with, but I didn't expect her to be so kind in close contact."

 “Captain, what about this peach…”

“Let’s divide it among the brothers. Didn’t Miss Xu say that she will run the stall until the end of the month? During this period, the car will be stored with us and we will keep an eye on it for her.”

 “That’s for sure.”

 Xu Yin returned home, washed away the smell of barbecue, wiped her hair and came out of the bathroom. She received a call from Zhao Xueling, a college classmate and one of the plastic sisters.

“Xu Yin, what have you been busy with lately? I haven’t replied to your messages. When are you going to go shopping together?”

Xu Yin responded simply: "I won't go if I don't have money."

　　　…”

 (End of this chapter)