Chapter 37 Beaver City 2
The temperature is suitable for a fart.
At this temperature, an egg can be fried outside.
Fu Anan complained silently, while pushing the shopping cart, filling the cart with rice, noodles, bread, and quilts.
While waiting for the checkout, take a deep breath looking at the hundreds of dollars spent above.
This game not only kills but also requires money. It is really a two-handed economic life.
Fu Anan scolded the game in her heart, while thinking about how to make money.
Beaver City Day Two
The weather is getting hotter.
Fu Anan went out early in the morning and began to look for places to work along the road. After going around and asking all the way, I finally found a small supermarket that needed a cash register.
"3,000 yuan per month, including food and housing, is it okay?" the proprietress asked with a straight face, as if she couldn't get another penny out of her hand.
Three thousand yuan a month is really a little less in Beaver City.
Seeing that Fu An'an didn't immediately agree, the proprietress added another sentence, "Don't look at our low wages and easy work here. Every day, we are busy in the morning and get off work at four or five in the afternoon."
Fu Anan supported her chin with both hands, and looked at her with round eyes harmless to humans and animals, "Yes, but I have to pay the salary every day."
Hearing Fu Anan's request, the proprietress frowned. Her daily salary was the first one. The last clerk ran away, and the store was in a hurry to hire someone again. The proprietress frowned and glanced at Fu Anan. This girl has a low salary and is very cute and beautiful...
"Okay, do a good job, and I will give you a raise if you do well."
The proprietress hurriedly drew a big cake for Fu Anan, and began to greet the guests outside.
Fu Anan put on the apron, took the things the customers bought skillfully, and quickly collected money and paid the bill.
With an official salary and three free meals a day, Fu Anan bought three pieces of mineral water and two boxes of small bread with the money he earned.
The wages that were just given out were returned. The proprietress never thought that the crow would pay back so quickly.
There was a little love in the eyes looking at Fu An'an, "Look at you little girl, I feel embarrassed to buy so many things, I will lend you the tricycle at the door to take the things back."
The manpower tricycle at the door is rusted from the wind and the sun. Its main purpose is to transport cardboard boxes and plastics to the waste recycling station three streets away.
"Thanks."
Fu Anan carried his things onto the tricycle, got on the tricycle skillfully, and rode home with a whimper.
The proprietress looked at Fu Anan's leaving back, smiled and shook her head, how beautiful the world would be if there were more such simple and thoughtless little girls.
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Fu An'an didn't know that he was arranged by the proprietress, otherwise he would go back in three rounds and ask who has no brains.
Compared to this, moving things is more difficult.
At the height of the sixth floor, Fu Anan was almost exhausted after carrying several boxes of water and bread back.
I took a casual shower and fell on the bed. The rickety fan blows out all the hot air.
The third day in Beaver City, the temperature is getting hotter.
The government even issued a red high temperature warning, with the highest outdoor temperature being 43.
Because of the high temperature, there is very little business in the supermarket except for buying ice cream and water.
The sound of the TV is especially obvious in the empty supermarket—
【After three months of hot weather, our city will usher in a heavy rainstorm in the next few days. So what impact will this extreme climate have? Let us listen to expert analysis. 】
(end of this chapter)