I squatted on the floor of the rental house and read the piece of paper over and over three times. Finally I couldn't help but curse: What kind of recipe is this? Is it a recipe for cooking or a lesson for people?
But I didn't think much about it. The first reaction in my mind at that time was - I got another dish, I could take one more order and earn more errand fees.
I keep my grandma's hospital bed number in the memo on my phone, and every time I open it, it's a payment notification. She is going to have her second surgery this Wednesday, and the deposit is still short of 8,000.
I gritted my teeth, memorized the recipe for "Scorched Golden Sheep", and went to the vegetable market early the next morning to pick out the mutton.
For the third order, the food delivery box assigned me a job: deliver it to "Jinli Restaurant" in the east of the city.
It was an Internet celebrity restaurant. The owner was Zheng Hai. He had more than two million fans on Douyin. The videos he shot were all about "Michelin chefs teaching you home cooking" and "Learning signature dishes for state banquets in one video." But everyone knows that his dishes are all semi-finished products from the central kitchen. If they are heated up and replaced with plates, the price will triple.
When I walked in with my cooler bag, the girl at the front desk shouted: "Just put the takeout on the table!"
