Chapter 233 The Breakfast Shop Owner and the Man He Picked Up (7)
The Breakfast Shop Owner and the Man He Picked Up (Part 7)
"Two big-boned noodles."
Song Ning went upstairs and just turned around to go back to the kitchen when his wrist was grabbed.
He frowned in pain and turned around, only to find that he didn't recognize the two people in front of him.
But Song Ning still asked softly, "Is there anything else?"
The couple sitting there stared at him for several seconds, then waved their hands together.
"It's okay, just checking on you."
Look at him? What does that mean?
Song Ning didn't understand, but he was very busy in the morning, so he didn't think much about it and continued to work.
After another busy morning, Song Ning took a portion of cut fruit yogurt from the refrigerator and handed it to Lance, while calculating the income for the week.
This week they added some new varieties, which are actually very common, namely fried dough sticks and tea eggs.
Actually, it’s nothing. It’s not that Song Ning had thought about adding these two things before, but he was indeed a bit too busy to handle it alone, so he had put it on hold before.
Now with the skillful Lance, Song Ning calculated this week's profit and found it was half more than when he was alone!
Song Ning was a little stunned. He thought there would be more, but how could there be so many more?
"Are you settling the bill?"
A mouthful of fruit cup was brought to his mouth, and Song Ning ate it subconsciously.
"Why are you secretly feeding me again!"
Song Ning blushed, covered his mouth, turned around and questioned.
Lance smiled like a cat stealing fish.
"What's wrong with me feeding my wife fruit? Did you cut all the fruit for me and leave nothing for yourself?"
He could calculate the approximate amount with just a scan, and Song Ning was sure that he didn't eat it.
"I can cut it if I want to eat it myself."
Song Ning felt a little guilty, so he quickly changed the subject and told Lance about the profits.
“Oh, that’s not all earned.”
Lance ate the fruit in the bowl with big mouthfuls. "You didn't see that there were more than a dozen transactions worth several hundred yuan? There were also more than twenty transactions worth tens of yuan. Those were all old customers who owed money to me. I asked them to settle all their previous debts."
He was still a little unhappy when he said this, "There is also an old man. I calculated that he actually owes a total of 1,008 yuan. I will ask him for the debt later."
Song Ning was dumbfounded.
So this is what those profits are all about?
However, Song Ning spoke subconsciously when he heard the old man's words.
"That old man is the dean of Ergouzi School. Actually, he is..."
He suddenly stopped talking.
Lance answered with a natural look.
"So you can ask for the money now. Don't worry if I ask for it later."
"But that old man is a little difficult to deal with. He may not be able to come back for a while."
"Do you know who Er Gouzi is?"
Song Ning secretly looked at Lance's expression but couldn't see anything.
But he still remembered that Lance called himself Er Gouzi.
"Yeah, I know a little bit."
Lance nodded.
The light in Song Ning's eyes suddenly dimmed, "So what do you think?"
Lance must have thought he was as stupid as everyone else.
After spending so much effort to raise Ergouzi, when his biological parents came, Ergouzi just followed them without looking back.
It's not like Song Ning didn't hear some of his neighbors privately saying that he was stupid.
What about Lance?
Does Lance feel stupid too?
Song Ning scratched his ears lightly with his fingers and wanted to escape a little.
He didn't quite want to listen.
"What do I think?"
Lance, who had been calm just now, suddenly became angry.
"Ningning, tell me the truth."
"Ah? What did you say?"
Song Ning didn't understand why Lance suddenly got angry.
Lance came over and enlarged the handsome face to the maximum, which Song Ning was still not used to after seeing it for a week.
"Ningning, were you responsible for educating the children in our family before?"
Song Ning:?
Lance sighed to himself, "When I heard about Er Gouzi before, I was thinking that it must be because you are too soft-hearted, Ningning, that the brat became such an ungrateful person."
He reached out and touched Song Ning's face, then sighed.
"If we adopt a child in the future, let me take care of its education. Ningning, you just need to be responsible and happy. I will discipline those brats."
Song Ning went from being confused to being shocked to feeling numb.
He turned around silently, took out a pork bone and started chopping it.
He is not soft-hearted, he can't hear that Lance despises him, he just wants him to take care of it!!!
The knife was snatched away before he could chop twice.
Song Ning took a deep breath and turned around. Lance looked at him with disapproval.
"Ningning, you may be angry, but how can you play with a knife?"
Song Ning held his breath in his chest, "Where did I play with a knife?"
Lance was glared at but felt happy. He looked at the bones that had died tragically on the chopping board.
"Here, this is clearly for making bone soup tomorrow."
Now Song Ning is just chopping around with the knife, isn't that just playing with it?
Song Ning just hated himself for understanding Lance's eyes.
He gritted his teeth in hatred, glared for a long time, snorted, grabbed the broom and started sweeping the floor.
If you don't let him chop bones, at least he can just sweep the floor!
Lance chased out and was hesitant to speak.
"Ningning, we just mopped the floor this morning. Won't it be dirty again if you sweep it like this?"
Song Ning loosened his grip on the broom and became angry and embarrassed.
"Wouldn't it be dusty after an afternoon?"
Is it illegal for him to just scan it?
Lance quickly raised his hands in surrender.
"Then Ningning, just sweep it casually and don't get too tired. Let me do the heavy work and you can rest more."
Song Ning picked up the broom and swept away the mess, wishing he could sweep Lance out as well.
Ask him to talk more.
Song Ning didn't take this matter too seriously, but early the next morning, he saw the dean coming to his house.
And his expression is very stinky.
Song Ning's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to call Lance, the couple at the next table greeted the old man warmly.
"Teacher Wang, are you coming for breakfast too?"
The old man, who was heading towards Song Ning, paused and asked, "Who are you?"
"I'm Gong Cai's mother. My child is studying at your school. I've always heard him talk about you, Teacher Wang, but this is the first time I've seen you in person."
"Teacher Wang, come and do it. What do you want to eat?"
The two men's enthusiasm in greeting guests was so warm that it even outshone the serious store owner Song Ning.
The old man felt a little better after being flattered. He sat down and ordered everything, then frowned and looked at Song Ning who was standing still.
"Why haven't you moved yet? Didn't you hear me order?"
"That's right, Xiao Song, your service level is not good enough. It needs to be improved."
The middle-aged man put on airs and started to scold him, and Song Ning took a deep breath.
"I see. I'll have Lance do it right away."
"No, you do my part today. Go call Lance out. I want to teach him a lesson."
The old man snorted and frowned, looking like he was going to call someone to task.
When Song Ning saw this, his heart skipped a few beats.
Is he here to cause trouble? Did Lance really want to collect the debt?