Chapter 104 (1/2)
”Of course, I can do this. Although I'm not a professional chef, I'm not bragging. In terms of cooking skills, I'm no worse than those certified professional chefs.” Lao Lu's tone was a little arrogant, but then he laughed bitterly. ”In fact, I've thought about opening a restaurant, but it needs manpower, and the cost is higher. In the end, I just opened a wonton restaurant.”
”How much money can you make a month when you open a shop?” Xiao Ge asked again.
”My business is not very good. I can earn up to 3000 yuan a month without paying rent and other expenses. When I'm young, I can only earn more than 1000 yuan.” Lao Lu replied.
”I'll give you five thousand yuan a month, and you'll cook for me, OK?” Xiao Ge asked.
”This, this, Xiao Jie, are you kidding?” For a moment, Lao Lu suspected that he had heard wrong.
”I have a big appetite, and I like to eat meat. If I eat out every meal, I can eat 2000 yuan a meal. I think it's cheaper to find someone to cook for me.” Xiao Ge said seriously: ”in addition, I don't like to eat in restaurants often. I have to worry about where to eat every day. It's too troublesome. If someone cooks for me, I don't have to be so troublesome.”
Xiao Ge can eat it. Lao Lu knows that a person who can eat ten bowls of wonton with one breakfast is definitely the legendary king of big stomach.
”Well, Xiao Ge, you mean, let me go to your house and help you cook?” Lao Lu hesitated a little and asked again.
Although he didn't know Xiao Ge and had some doubts, Xiao GE's proposal still moved him. You know, in Ningcheng City, a monthly salary of 5000 yuan can be regarded as a high income. Moreover, in his opinion, this job is also easy. He only needs to cook for one person, no matter how much he can eat, and it doesn't need too much time.
”No, you're here. I'll come here to eat every day. In the future, your place will be my kitchen. Well, if you change the sign, it's called Xiao GE's kitchen.” Xiao Ge is very satisfied with his creativity, Xiao GE's kitchen, this name is too tasteful!
”But, Xiao Ge, the landlord wants to drive me away. I'm afraid that...” Lao Lu is in a dilemma.
”I'll take care of it.” Song Ying suddenly said, ”you just need to cook well. You don't have to worry about anything else.”
A little pause, Song Ying called out: ”small eight, come in.”
Small eight quickly ran in: ”boss, what's the matter?”
”Tell those two people just now to have a good chat with the landlord. Xiao Ge wants to use this place. If we do this well, I will spare them this time.” Song Ying said coldly.
”Yes, boss!” Xiao Ba answered, and then went out in a hurry.
Song Ying looked up at Lao Lu: ”any questions?”
”No, it's gone.” Lao Lu's heart beat suddenly, and then he shook his head in a hurry. He hadn't reacted before, but now he realized that this beautiful girl was really not to be provoked.
”That's good. After we go out, you'll find a way to transform this place. In the future, you'll be Xiao GE's private kitchen.” Song Ying tone with irresistible force, ”I will let people send you money.”
”Well, if I have money, I'll just give it to him.” Xiao Ge then took a sentence.
”Is there any difference between my money and yours?” Song Ying looks at Xiao Ge, and her tone seems a little unhappy.
”There's a difference.” Xiao Ge looks at Song Ying seriously, ”they will say I eat soft food.”
”Do you care about what others think?” Song Ying asked again, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes. I don't know if she thought of any unhappy past.