Zhang Shuhua’s eyes lit up at once, and she stood up from the stool with a start, "Really? I’ve lost weight?"
"Yes, you see, your face is slimmer than when you first came."
"That’s great, I came to work hoping to lose some weight," Zhang Shuhua shyly looked down at herself, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"Losing weight should be gradual, you might get heatstroke ."
"No worries, no worries, I’ll be careful."
Lin Wan looked at her and shook her head, then went out to buy four popsicles.
After the ribs were ready, her brother still hadn’t come back, so Lin Wan tidied up a bit, letting Zhang Shuhua watch the store, and went to the inpatient department with an umbrella.
When Lin Wan found the place according to the inpatient number, she was surprised to find that these were all high-class rooms, single occupancy.
Lin Wan walked up to the ward and knocked on the door, "Hello, meal delivery."
"Come in," came a woman’s voice.
Lin Wan pushed the door open and saw someone lying on the bed, seeing the white hair, it must be an elderly person, beside was a woman in her forties, and standing beside her was the young soldier who had just come to the store.
"Thank you," the young soldier quickly took it.
Lin Wan gave him a polite smile, didn’t linger, and turned to leave.
When she got back, her brother was already in the store. "Little sister, today when I was delivering meals, I saw several others imitating us, also doing meal deliveries." Seeing Lin Wan come back, Lin Yinghui quickly told her about today’s events.
Lin Wan wiped her face with her damp towel and said calmly, "This can’t be avoided, we just need to be patient and do our best."
"Yes, business isn’t just ours," Zhang Shuhua nodded in agreement, also having noticed that in the past few days, several more food carts popped up outside, and even a new breakfast vendor appeared in the morning.
Lin Yinghui looked at the two of them and smiled helplessly, thinking he was being too hasty.
Around five o’clock, Zhang Shuhua and her brother went to the inpatient department.
The shop also began to gradually fill with people. Now they offered free cold dishes every day, and occasionally, Liang Hongmei would make a dozen flatbreads with vegetables.
Not much, but they could sell out completely.
This way, there’s no worry that customers would have only porridge and not be full.
The young officer who came in the afternoon arrived, looking at Lin Wan he said, "Comrade, the rib soup you made today was excellent, my dad loves it, he’s going to be staying here for a while, so he wants to order meals from you."
Hearing he wanted to order long-term, she smiled, "Of course, how would you like to order, comrade?"
"Here are some tickets and thirty yuan, just ask my dad in advance every noon and afternoon, he’s a picky eater, if I come again and the money isn’t enough, I’ll make up for it." The young soldier handed the money to Lin Wan.
Lin Wan took the money and curiously asked, "I wonder how long Uncle is going to stay?"
"Probably about half a month."
"Half a month? This is too much money," Lin Wan said, quickly handing the money back to him.
The young soldier pushed it back with a smile, saying, "My mom will be here too for a few days, the meals for two people, it’s not too much. If it’s really too much, I’ll get a refund then."
"Alright, I’ll write you a receipt." Though the receipt was just a blank piece of paper with Lin Wan’s name on it, Mei Lang Jun accepted it, smiled at Lin Wan, and turned to leave.
Lin Wan was delighted as she looked at the special military supply vegetable tickets, food tickets, and fruit tickets in her hand.
Today there wasn’t time to ask his parents, so Lin Wan prepared two servings of millet porridge and loofah salad for them, worried they wouldn’t be full, she also had Mom make two vegetable rolls, and when everything was ready, she asked her brother to deliver them.