Chapter 232 The Breakfast Shop Owner and the Man He Picked Up (6)
The Breakfast Shop Owner and the Man He Picked Up (Part 6)
As expected, Song Ning got up early the next morning and worked with everyone.
He didn't do any heavy work, and he couldn't be recruited to do it.
While helping with washing and cutting, Song Ning had something on his mind.
Making breakfast is too hard. I have to get up at three or four o'clock every day to make bone soup, and then open the shop at around five or six o'clock and work until nine o'clock.
He is used to it, but his body is also damaged.
He still has tens of thousands of dollars in his hand, and it's not that he can't afford to install an air conditioner, but the store is rented, and to be honest, he really can't bear to install an air conditioner for the landlord.
It would be better to earn more money, then I can buy the shop and do other things conveniently.
He thought about looking at Lance who was busy through the curling steam, so that Lance would not be too tired.
If he made more money, he would save half of the profit for Lance.
When Lance’s memory recovers one day, let him take it away.
After being busy for the whole morning, Song Ning was still a little surprised when he saw off the last customer at nine o'clock.
"Everything is sold out?"
Lance was washing something and half-stepped aside, "Well, look."
The baskets containing the prepared ingredients are all clean.
Song Ning did some calculations in his mind and realized that he didn't add much, but he still made an extra hundred yuan in profit.
He glanced at the figure in the kitchen and planned to go to the night market later to pick out some better clothes.
Lance is still wearing his clothes.
After dividing the morning's profits into two portions, Song Ning made green peppers stuffed with meat for dinner and also cooked a large pot of rice.
Lance was still eating so hard that he couldn't even lift his head. Song Ning could only eat steamed meat patties, but he also ate a few more bites of food just by watching.
It is hot in the summer, but it will gradually become much cooler about an hour after the sun sets.
There is a small park in front of Song Ning's small restaurant. It is not big but it is flat and spacious. There is no obstruction at that location. After the residual heat from the ground is taken away, you can just take a straw mat and spread it there. The cool breeze blows over you and you feel extremely comfortable.
Naturally, there are also many small vendors selling things here.
Some people sell children's toys, some sell common snacks, and some sell clothes with a clothesline.
Song Ning asked Lance to bring the mat and half a watermelon left over from yesterday. He said that he was going to the public toilet and asked Lance to wait for him while eating the watermelon. In fact, he came over to pick out some clothes for Lance.
The stall owner was also a regular customer of the store. As soon as she saw Song Ning, she subconsciously smiled and asked.
"Are you here to buy clothes for your brother again? I thought he didn't like to wear them."
Song Ning paused.
The woman finally reacted and slapped her mouth a few times.
"Look how hot it is today. Your mouth is faster than your brain and you are always doing bad things. Are you buying this for yourself? Come and pick whatever you want. I'll give you one for free."
"No, I bought it for Lance."
Song Ning declined her kindness. The profit from street stalls was already thin, and if she gave him one, she didn't know how many pieces he would have to sell to make up for the loss.
"Auntie, just help me pick out a few pieces that will suit him."
"Then I'll have to pick one carefully for you."
As the woman spoke, she quickly picked out two sets of clothes, a gray T-shirt and trousers, and a shirt and jeans.
"Looking at these two outfits, I think college students nowadays like to dress like this. My daughter showed me photos of kids dressed like this. Your Lance is a clothes hanger, so I think he would look good in this outfit too."
Song Ning didn't quite understand, but he felt that Lance looked good in anything he wore.
Otherwise, how come no one thought it was strange that I wore my pants as capri pants for several days?
"Then let's take these two. How much is it together?"
Song Ning thought about it and asked for three more pairs of socks.
"Hey, these cheap goods of mine are worthless. Just take them for 100 yuan."
The woman quickly found a bag to pack the clothes in, thought for a moment, bent over, turned around and asked Song Ning.
"Do you want his underwear? I bought some some time ago, and there are two sizes that are too big and no one wants them. If you don't mind, I'll give them to you."
Song Ning was stunned for a moment, then her face turned slightly red.
He indeed forgot to buy underwear for Lance. It seemed like Lance had been wearing nothing these days?
"Yes, let's settle it together and I'll give you money, Auntie."
"No, really. I can't sell these two. If Lance can take them, it won't be a waste."
The woman waved her hands violently in refusal.
Song Ning couldn't pull the man away, and thinking that Lance was still waiting on the mat, he quickly took out a hundred dollars, gave him the money, and went back with the clothes.
Before returning to their mat, Song Ning saw a man in a suit standing in front of Lance from afar.
Lance, who always had a gentle smile, had a cold expression on his face, and he hinted at impatience during the conversation.
Song Ning's pace gradually slowed down and his fingers clenched the bag in his hand.
"Ningning, you're back! What took you so long?"
Lance, who was getting impatient, turned around and saw Song Ning standing not far away. He rushed over with a look of surprise.
It was as if the big dog raised at home saw its owner coming home.
Song Ning thought about it and walked over with a natural look while holding the bag. "Well, I happened to see someone selling clothes over there so I bought two sets for you. Who is this?"
"A bunch of random people I don't know."
Lance took the bag with surprise, and when he opened it, he saw several thick black plus signs on the underwear that caught his eye.
"Why would I come to you if I don't know you?"
Song Ning became alert when he heard it, and the next second when he saw Lance's gaze, his face turned red.
"This, this is a gift that the boss lady insisted on giving you. If you can't wear it, you don't have to wear it..."
It seems even weirder to say this!
Song Ning's toes curled up quietly.
"Fuck, after all this time I found out he's a gay. What a waste of my time."
The man in the suit looked at Song Ning and then at Lance, suddenly swore something and turned away.
Song Ning's toes, which had just been released, immediately became stiff.
"He," what does this person mean?
"Ningning, don't be angry." Lance explained as if he had guessed what he was going to ask, "That guy claimed to be a talent scout from some company. He said I had a good background and asked if I wanted to enter the entertainment industry. I rejected him but he still wouldn't give up. Now he probably backs off because he realized we were a couple."
He walked around the two pairs of underwear and rummaged down, quietly breathing a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the two sets of clothes below are of normal size. Although he is gifted, his waist cannot hold it.
"Entertainment?"
Song Ning's first reaction was that Lance was still suffering from amnesia. Fortunately, Lance did not agree!
He also had no idea what kind of person Lance was before he lost his memory. It would be bad if Lance signed the contract and something went wrong.
Thinking of this, Song Ning suddenly realized that his previous behavior of letting Lance go was a bit inappropriate.
That night, Song Ning secretly went to the police station to report the incident without telling Lance.
He told the police that Lance had lost his memory and was missing, and expressed his hope that they would help find Lance's family. Before that, he would temporarily take Lance in.
Song Ning had good intentions, but he didn't expect that some people in this small place were not so kind.