Reborn Farmhouse: She counterattacks with a drag oil bottle

Chapter 123 Flattery and flattery, bowing down for a bucket of rice
A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake, this is too true.

Su Jinxiu is a foreigner who came here through time travel and became a woman who retired from her husband in the countryside. No matter how capable she is, in front of the native Song Yuanqing, the eldest son of Shunyi Houfu, she can only be bullied by dogs in Pingyang. He pesters.

However, fortunately, there are enough dumplings tonight, so I don't care if Song Yuanqing and Aunt Song come to play the autumn wind.

Two plates of dumplings were served in front of the two of them, vinegar, soy sauce... um, and mashed garlic, very good, the ingredients for eating the dumplings were complete, very good, the eldest son of Song Yuan Qing Song waved his broken fan, expressing his satisfaction.

Su Zhen and Su Heng went to try on the new clothes, and they were so beautiful that they couldn't keep their mouths shut. Even the dumplings didn't taste that good. They just thought that wearing new clothes tomorrow would make their friends envious of them.

"Su Jinxiu..." Song Yuanqing started talking after eating two dumplings, and said, "When I entered the door just now, I saw the lace in Xiao Huzi's hand, which was woven by you." How about it, can you sell me some?"

When Su Jinxiu saw the business coming, he became energetic. How could he dislike Song Yuanqing's free food, so he quickly smiled obsequiously, and used the serving chopsticks to give him the plate of dumplings that was untouched next to him.

The good words from his mouth don't need money to jump out, "Is this dumpling delicious? If Mr. Song likes to eat, eat as many as you like. In the future, if Mr. Song likes to eat dumplings, just ask.

Haha... Our family can't afford anything else, but this dumpling is fine for a meal. Don't be polite to me, Mr. Song. "

From a cold girl to a warm girl in an instant, Su Jinxiu didn't even notice her flattery.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqing and Aunt Song's eyes twitched, thinking that Su Jinxiu, who can bend and stretch, is really a man of high school girls!
"Mr. Song, this...Luozi, I don't know how much you charge?" Su Jinxiu stared at him, looking at Song Yuanqing like a big ingot.

Song Yuanqing himself felt as if he was a big gold ingot, and it felt uncomfortable to be targeted by Su Jinxiu, what should he do?
As for?
For that small amount of money, this child was cold-eyed and cold-faced one second, but the next second he smiled and sent him off. Look... that smiling face that has turned rosy almost turned into a sunflower.

Song Yuanqing looked at Aunt Song, didn't answer Su Jinxiu's words, but continued to eat dumplings calmly.

Well, don't mention it, Su's dumplings are made like small ingots, they are really beautiful.

Sigh... Both of them eat like ingots, which shows how short of money she is and how much she loves money.

When Aunt Song received the look from her eldest son, her heart shuddered, and she quickly put on a smiling face and said to Su Jinxiu, "This is Jinxiu, my eldest son...

Well, I want to send some New Year's goods to my home, isn't it, I'm worried that I don't have anything to give, and seeing the exquisite strings in Xiaohuzi's hand, I thought it would be good to give these festive things.

Look, how much can you make before the end of the year?Your weaving is different from other people's. Not to mention the exquisiteness, the meaning is also good, so how about twenty cents a piece? "

Twenty Wen a piece?Oops, this is the price of pork, that's great, the price... well, fair.

Su Jin became more beautiful and smiled even brighter. He nodded repeatedly without any fuss, and immediately made a decision, "By the end of the year, there will be about [-].

I made this very quickly, and I definitely knit it by myself, so as not to delay Mr. Song's business. "With the help of the space system, let alone a thousand or eight hundred, even a few thousand can be made.

Because the universal space system likes labor, doesn't it?
(End of this chapter)