Sister, can I become a maid too?

Chapter 143 Here, please, you idiot~

"........You want some too?"

Jiang Yubai was stunned for a moment.

Wang Jianglong, standing in front of him, was clearly a little embarrassed, but his desire for delicious food overcame the awkwardness of being unfamiliar with him.

He scratched the back of his head and whispered:

"Um... Jiang Yubai, could you bring me some steamed buns tomorrow too? Just like the kind Li Yang has..."

Seemingly afraid of being rejected, Wang Jianglong quickly added:

"No, I won't bring it for free. I'll give you a running fee... five yuan per trip, is that okay?"

Is there a delivery fee?

However, Jiang Yubai did not agree, but simply shook his head and casually said:

"No need for a delivery fee, it's just a small favor anyway, just give me the money for the steamed buns."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Li Yang appeared out of nowhere, flashing a fawning smile:

"Brother Jiang..."

"You want to pay too?" Jiang Yubai said irritably. "Pay up."

"Okay!"

Li Yang was overjoyed and pulled out a few coins from his pocket.

Early the next morning.

In the large classroom, Li Yang and Wang Jianglong each held a steamed bun and happily ate them.

Perhaps it was because the steamed buns looked so tempting, or perhaps the two brothers were eating with such relish, but passing classmates couldn't help but peek over and ask them a few questions.

Soon enough, a group of people gathered in front of Jiang Yubai's table.

He didn't refuse this time and reluctantly nodded.

But in the following days, the situation worsened.

More and more classmates gathered around, all asking him to help them bring breakfast or something.

After all, when people around you are either eating dry, hard steamed buns from the cafeteria or simply going hungry, and suddenly you see your classmate eating a delicious meat bun with a blissful expression, who can resist being tempted?

However, everyone was sensible and they collectively agreed that each person would receive an extra 50 cents for each bun as a delivery fee, with a maximum of two yuan.

After all, the quantity is not large, and the delivery fee is basically only one or two yuan.

This time, Jiang Yubai didn't refuse and accepted everything.

He had only helped out casually before, but now that there are more and more people, he has no intention of being a free laborer.

So...

As soon as Jiang Yubai stepped into the classroom, the students around him surged forward as if they had received some kind of secret signal, gathering around his desk with eager expressions.

After unloading his bulging schoolbag, Jiang Yubai pulled out a slip of paper from his pocket and read out the names as he distributed them:

"Li Yang, two meat buns and one tofu bun."

"Wang Jianglong, two meat buns and one vermicelli bun."

"Zhao Yuqi, a vegetable bun and a cup of soy milk."

"Zhao Sinian..."

Once all the breakfasts in the backpacks had been distributed, everyone happily took their portions and returned to their seats to eat.

In an instant, the entire classroom was filled with the warm aroma of steamed buns and soy milk.

Jiang Yubai was tidying up his things when a familiar draft notebook suddenly came from the table.

He reached out and took it, glancing at it in front of him:

"Hey, you're not planning to keep taking care of them forever, are you?"

—Oh, why are you starting to worry about this?

He turned his head and saw Lin Jianxia wrinkle her nose, urging him to come back quickly with her eyes.

Jiang Yubai turned his pen and wrote:

"Sure, I earn twenty or thirty yuan per trip, why wouldn't I?"

The draft took quite a while to be sent back, and it only contained three words and a bunch of question marks and exclamation marks.

"So many???!!"

Jiang Yubai found it somewhat amusing and added:

"What's wrong? Are you interested?"

"What makes my heart flutter?"

"Oh, so you're not just saying one thing but doing another, secretly envious but pretending to be completely indifferent?"

Under the table, Lin Jianxia gently kicked his shin and pushed the notebook back.

This time, she didn't write anything at all. She just picked up her textbook, slammed it on the table, and gave off a cute "I don't want to talk to you!" attitude.

However, after thinking for a moment, Jiang Yubai wrote another line and gently handed over the draft.

"Lin Jianxia, ​​how about you join forces?"

Upon seeing these words, Lin Jianxia frowned and turned her head to look at him.

Jiang Yubai gave her a bright smile.

—Is this a scam?

Lin Jianxia muttered to herself.

If I foolishly agree, this guy will immediately say, "Haha, you fell for it! I knew you were jealous!"

Just imagining that scene made her feel her anger rising.

She gripped the pen, about to write "no" on the paper, but the pen paused.

Thirty or forty a day.

If it's true, I'll have an extra income, and I'll be one step closer to paying off the money I owe him...

Lin Jianxia pursed her lips, and finally wrote a brief reply on the paper:

"How do we partner up?"

—Jiang Yubai, if you dare to lie to me, you're finished.

She made up her mind: if this guy really dared to tease her, then... then she wouldn't make him stir-fried pork with chili peppers that night!

This time, Jiang Yubai really wasn't teasing her.

He picked up his pen and wrote his reply on the draft paper:

"Look, my backpack can only hold this many buns at most, but more and more students want to bring their own breakfast."

"Here's the deal: I'll borrow your backpack. Mine will be for boys, and yours will be for girls. No matter how much we each put in, we'll split the proceeds."

"What do you think?"

It wasn't that Jiang Yubai was trying to give her money in various ways, but rather that his "breakfast delivery" business was so popular that even people from other shifts came knocking on his door.

After all, day students usually only help their classmates once or twice at most, because they themselves find it troublesome.

How can you find someone like Jiang Yubai who brings things every day, in huge bags, and remembers everyone's tastes, even making perfect mistakes with sweet or savory soy milk?

However, due to the limited capacity of the schoolbag, and the fact that it was not allowed to openly carry a large bag of buns into the school gate, the school was inconvenient.

As a result, Jiang Yubai could only teach you today and teach him tomorrow, and his efficiency in making money... ah, no, helping his classmates was severely hampered.

He had long wanted to bring Lin Jianxia along to join him.

Firstly, it's uncertain whether she can accept the smell of steamed buns wafting from her schoolbag all day.

Secondly, I was also afraid that the little hedgehog would feel hurt, so I haven't found a suitable opportunity to speak.

However, since she brought it up herself, Jiang Yubai was naturally happy to go along with it.

Lin Jianxia stared at the draft for a long time before finally coming back to her senses.

"How about... we divide them by the number of buns in their bags? There seem to be more boys asking you to bring them breakfast..."

Jiang Yu was amused, and quickly wrote back:

"Alright, alright, let's split it in half. Once we've collected all the money, we can each have half. I don't even want to bother counting those pittances."

The school bell rang.

Li Yang, who usually disappeared long ago, was the first to rush over, followed closely by a bunch of eager classmates who noisily surrounded him.

There's no way around it, there are only so many slots available each day, if you come late you'll have to wait until tomorrow.

But this time, Jiang Yubai remained calm and unhurried, taking out two blank sheets of paper and slamming them onto the table:

"Come on, boys write this way, girls write this way. We'll tentatively allocate fifty buns to each side, first come, first served."

"Brother Jiang, are you expanding recruitment?" Li Yang's eyes lit up.

"Yes, yes, we're not worried about you not having enough to eat."

Once the list was complete and the money was counted, he carefully folded the two densely written papers and stuffed them into his schoolbag.

After leaving the school gate, he found a secluded corner and took out his "sales revenue" for the day to count.

After deducting the cost of the steamed buns, he neatly counted out thirty-two yuan and fifty cents, then turned and handed it to Lin Jianxia, ​​who had been eagerly following him.

"Here's today's pay. Tomorrow I'll be requisitioning your backpack, so don't blame me if you smell like steamed buns."

Lin Jianxia didn't care about the smell of the steamed buns anymore; she held the thirty-two yuan and fifty cents and smiled with her eyes crinkling.

Seeing her greedy look, Jiang Yubai couldn't help but laugh:

"Lin Jianxia, ​​is it really that serious?"

"Why not?" Lin Jianxia argued confidently. "Thirty-two and a half yuan a day, that's two hundred and thirty a week, and almost a thousand yuan a month!"

Jiang Yu rolled her eyes at her:

"Just to add, we only go to school five days a week."

Lin Jianxia was taken aback, then started counting on her fingers again.

Before she could finish calculating, Jiang Yubai, both amused and exasperated, flicked her forehead:

"Hey, are you planning to keep this job until graduation? Even the best steamed buns get boring after a while, okay? You can only stay for another week or two at most."

Lin Jianxia thought about it and agreed, then happily clutched the money tighter and shook her head:

"Well, I'll earn money every day I can, right?"

At the entrance of Jinxiu New Village.

In front of a barbecue stall.

Jiang Yubai was about to speak when Lin Jianxia stepped forward first and said sweetly to the stall owner:

"Auntie, please give me three skewers of chicken wings and three skewers of corn, one spicy and two non-spicy."

The auntie smiled, skillfully baked the food, packed it into a bag, and handed it over.

"Here, that's twenty-one yuan in total. Eat it while it's hot!"

Lin Jianxia counted out twenty-one from the stack of banknotes and change in her hand and handed it over, then turned around and stuffed four strings of cash into Jiang Yubai's hand, a little smug on her face:

"Here, please, you idiot~"

Jiang Yubai chuckled as he accepted the barbecue, nodding obligingly at her.

"Well then... thank you very much for feeding me, Lin Jianxia."

It's a term of address that I usually don't feel anything about, but today it feels a little awkward for some reason.

However, this slight unease was quickly overshadowed by the elation of "I'm making money!" Lin Jianxia turned around and walked briskly towards home:

"Let's go home, let's go home~"

In the following days, their "Hungry Numb" business became increasingly successful.

Even students from the next class came running after school, crowding the classroom door as soon as it was over, clamoring to order steamed buns, soy milk, and even asking them to bring the latest issue of the comic book.

With the addition of a backpack, the amount of weight carried each day almost doubled, and income also increased rapidly.

Thirty or forty yuan a day might be just the cost of a meal for an adult, but for a high school student, it's a huge sum of money.

I buy a box of bear-shaped cookies, a bottle of cola, and a braised chicken leg every day, and I still have more than 20 yuan left over that I don't know what to do with.

I haven't even used it all today, and tomorrow's income is already in my account.

Anyway, Lin Jianxia was always happily clutching that little bit of change, looking kind of silly.

.....

.....

Early morning, Li's Breakfast.

As Jiang Yubai and Lin Jianxia approached the breakfast shop, the proprietress's eyes lit up:

"Oh, you're here?"

She remembered these two big clients all too well; every time they came, it was like they were there to buy goods, stuffing boxes of stuff into their bags.

Jiang Yubai nodded, but before he could speak, a middle-aged man who looked like an office worker hurriedly walked up behind him.

Seeing the two people ahead, he didn't say anything, seemingly planning to wait until they finished buying before speaking.

Jiang Yubai glanced at it and took the initiative to speak:

"Uncle, you go ahead and buy it. We need a lot, so we might have to wait a while."

The man was clearly taken aback by his offer, paused for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand.

"It's alright, it's alright. You guys came first, you can buy your things first and then we'll talk."

—They're just two high school students, how much more can they buy?

Since that's what they've said, Jiang Yubai didn't stand on ceremony any longer. He took out a long slip of paper from his bag and began to read it aloud:

"Auntie, please give me forty-two meat buns, twelve tofu buns, eight shumai, eleven vermicelli buns, eight spring rolls, and soy milk..."

The proprietress standing nearby had already taken out paper and pen, listening and taking notes with practiced ease.

The man at the door was stunned from the moment he pulled out the note, and after hearing the long string of numbers, he was momentarily speechless.

No, are they here for breakfast or to buy goods?!

Seeing that the proprietress had already started serving the steamed buns, he quickly spoke up, somewhat embarrassed:

"Um... could you give me two first?"

He had just said "you guys go first," but then he turned around and tried to cut in line himself, which made the man feel a little embarrassed.

But I can't not cut in line—if I wait for those two students to finish buying their buns wholesale, I'll probably be late for work...

The proprietress was clearly used to this situation before. After consulting with Jiang Yu and Bai, she nodded with a chuckle.

"What do you want?"

"One meat bun, one tofu bun, and a cup of soy milk," the man said quickly.

Jiang Yubai naturally had no objection to this small act of "cutting in line".

After all, there are tons of high school students who have to go to school by 6 a.m., while many others have to go to work by 6 a.m....

Those were truly beasts of burden.

After the little incident, Jiang Yubai paid the money skillfully, and the two of them walked towards the school, each carrying a bulging schoolbag.

Although the security guards at the school gate have a rule against bringing outside food, they usually turn a blind eye unless the food is blatantly carried in their hands.

As Jiang Yubai climbed the stairs to the third floor and turned into the corridor, he suddenly stopped.

He grabbed Lin Jianxia, ​​who was about to walk forward, and clicked his tongue softly.

Lin Jianxia still didn't understand what was going on and looked at him blankly.

Jiang Yubai raised his chin, gesturing for her to look towards the classroom door—

The homeroom teacher, Zhang Shufang, who usually only appears at the beginning of morning self-study, was standing by the door this time, with half of her figure vaguely visible.

Jiang Yubai thought for a moment, then whispered his instructions:

"Wait here for a bit, I'll go in and check. If everything's alright, then come back."

Lin Jianxia glanced at the other end of the classroom, then looked at him again, and nodded hesitantly.

After giving his instructions, Jiang Yubai slung his backpack over his shoulder, composed himself, and walked nonchalantly toward the classroom.

As he got closer, he realized that Zhang Shufang was standing guard at the classroom door, observing each student as they entered.

The students in the classroom were clearly stunned by the scene, and they all remained as quiet as quails.

Jiang Yubai nodded casually to Master Zhang and said:

Good morning, Teacher Zhang.

Zhang Shufang hummed in agreement and glanced at him.

Jiang Yubai felt a slight sense of relief and was about to step inside—

But then Zhang Shufang's deep voice suddenly came from behind:

"etc."