Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 822

Chapter 822: 209: Transfer

There were many shops on the street, but few needed part-time workers.

After all, the economy at this time wasn’t as developed as in later times, and the businesses weren’t booming. Many shops could barely make ends meet, so how could they afford to hire people?

Moreover, Wu Yanyun was still underage, so even the shops that needed part-time workers wouldn’t dare to hire her.

As she walked, Wu Yanyun came across a noodle restaurant with a long queue at the entrance, and next to it was a milk tea shop, both swarming with people.

Business was booming. _{freēwēbηovel.c૦m}

The milk tea shop was called "NY Milk Tea," and the noodle restaurant was called "Sour Fish Noodle Restaurant."

Both establishments had become popular in Beijing over a year ago and had spawned many imitators in Beijing’s streets, yet the originals had never been surpassed.

NY Milk Tea and Sour Fish Noodle Restaurant had significantly influenced the dining scene.

Wu Yanyun entered the restaurant where two aunties were efficiently cleaning the tables, "Auntie, do you hire part-time workers?"

The aroma inside the restaurant was so tantalizing that Wu Yanyun couldn’t help but swallow saliva.

Your business is thriving for a reason.

Coincidentally, the store Wu Yanyun visited was managed by Zhou Qingshang.

Zhou Qingshang had a daughter about Wu Yanyun’s age. "Girl, would you like to come work here?"

"Yes," Wu Yanyun nodded in a hurry, "Auntie, don’t worry, I can do anything! You can pay me whatever you think is appropriate. I really need this job!"

Zhou Qingshang then asked, "How old are you this year, young lady?"

"Seventeen," Wu Yanyun replied.

Zhou Qingshang’s daughter, Wang Xiaoya, was 16 and in her final year of junior high school, "Young lady, aren’t you going to school?"

Wu Yanyun shook her head.

Zhou Qingshang had also faced tough times in the past. If it weren’t for Ni Yang and her daughter coming to Jinghua Village, Wang Xiaoya probably would have dropped out of school by now. Seeing Wu Yanyun, she felt sympathy.

"Just wait a moment for me, young lady." Zhou Qingshang quickly cleaned up the table and headed towards the kitchen.

Wu Yanyun stood there waiting for Zhou Qingshang with a nervous heart.

Zhou Qingshang soon came back with a bag in her hand, "Young lady, this is some leftover buns and noodles from our lunch. If you don’t mind, you can take them home and eat, otherwise, it would just be a waste if we throw them away."

"Thank you, Auntie." Wu Yanyun took the bag with both hands.