Chapter 1812: Qiao Mianmian took all the limelight alone
She felt that Qiao Mianmian had all the limelight alone.
Now everyone in the team seems to admire Qiao Mianmian.
Isn’t it just that I helped sell some things?
What's so great about this.
She can also do these things.
Song Ke's face darkened when he saw Han Yan like that, with a very unhappy expression on his face.
She regards Han Xin as someone who is on the same side as them, so Han Yan's current behavior is an act of rebellion in her opinion.
"Okay, now we have successfully completed the mission. This time it is all thanks to Mianmian. If it weren't for her, we would definitely have failed this mission." Shen Fei held Qiao Mianmian's hand and said in a gentle voice, "Wait a minute. If you have the chance, I will definitely treat you to dinner.”
"Sister Shen, you are so polite." Qiao Mianmian said with a smile, "You also helped me."
“Can we go back to eat now?” Zhan Bo on the side stretched out his hand to touch his stomach, “I’m hungry. Mianmian, what should we eat for lunch?”
As soon as Qiao Mianmian turned her head, she met four pairs of eyes filled with eager anticipation.
Su Mufei looked at her expectantly: "Yes, Sister Mianmian, what should we have for lunch?"
The meal Qiao Mianmian cooked in the morning made them think about her cooking skills.
Qiao Mianmian looked at a few people funny: "It depends on how much commission income we can get. If the income is good, we can consider cooking two meat dishes for you at noon. But don't think about sitting back and enjoying the profits. When the time comes, you all have to come Help me in the kitchen.”
"No problem. You are responsible for cooking, and we are responsible for cleaning up and cleaning up after the meal. So are we going back now?"
Qiao Mianmian looked at the time and nodded: "Well, let's go back first."
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Qiao Mianmian's team earned more than 50 yuan by selling lotus roots.
Not only did Shen Fei make no money, she also seemed to have lost a lot of money, but in the end the boss still gave her a symbolic twenty.
Twenty yuan is obviously not enough for five people.
After getting the money, each person only had enough to buy a bag of instant noodles and a piece of ham for lunch.
As for Qiao Mianmian, she went to the vegetable market and bought a lot of vegetables with more than fifty yuan.
She bought a pound of meat, a fish and a lot of vegetables. Zhan Bo and Su Mufei became her followers. Each of them carried a bag in their hands and happily returned to the courtyard where they lived.
“Let’s cook a sweet and sour fish for lunch, braise braised pork, and stir-fry two vegetarian dishes. If there are five of us, four dishes should be enough. Some of the remaining dishes can be cooked with noodles for dinner at night, what do you think?”
Fifty yuan can still buy a lot of food, enough for them to eat for a day.
“There are sweet and sour fish and braised pork for lunch?” Su Mufei was as happy as a 200-pound fat man, “This is great, I think it’s very OK.”
“I think it’s OK too.”
"Aren't we going too far?" Ren Jun walked into the kitchen from the outside and lowered his voice and said, "I just saw Han Yan and the others eating instant noodles. You said we eat sweet and sour fish and braised pork, will you?" Won’t it irritate them?”
"They are so miserable, eating instant noodles? Then we seem to have gone too far. But what does this have to do with us? Everyone eats based on their ability. Speaking of which, if Mianmian hadn't helped them, I don't think they even have instant noodles. Gotta eat.”
Qiao Mianmian looked at the chattering men and said funnyly: "Okay, have you finished talking? Come over and help. Zhanbo, go and wash these vegetables. Su Mufei, go and boil the water." "Open, the meat needs to be cooked."
(End of this chapter)