The peasant girl wants to turn the sky: the black-bellied husband, come to farm

Chapter 488 Let them start a small business
In the middle of the night, Tong Sanlang went to find Qiao Xiaomai.

He recounted to Qiao Mai what he said at the dinner table tonight.

His tone was the same as usual, but Qiao Xiaomai knew he was unhappy.

She took out the seven-inch cake that he hadn't finished eating last time from the space, "Come, eat this."

Tong Sanlang shook his head, "Not hungry."

"Eat it, my heart is bitter, so my mouth should be sweeter." Qiao Xiaomai took a spoonful of butter and brought it to his mouth.

He stared at Qiao Maimai's face for a moment, and opened his mouth to swallow the spoon.

Qiao Xiaomai laughed, and tapped the tip of his nose with his left hand that was not holding anything, "Is it really bad?"

Tong Sanlang hummed vaguely.

The cream in my mouth is so sweet...

"Give me a bowl of water." He opened his mouth and said.

Qiao Xiaomai took out a cup from the space and handed it to him, saying, "I understand this feeling."

She used to fight against her scumbag father and stepmother since she was ten years old, and she was too familiar with the feeling of helplessness when facing her elders.

"Our parents are not chosen by us. They are doomed from the moment of birth, and we can only bear it."

Mrs. Sun is a grandma, separated by a generation, and Mrs. Sun is indeed too much, so she can break off the relationship.

But Tong Sanlang can't.

Mrs. Zhang didn't abuse Tong Sanlang, she just had a prejudice against her.

Tong Sanlang was caught in the middle, in a dilemma.

"According to what I said before, just delay it until you pass the provincial examination." She said.

"Huh?" Tong Sanlang put down the cup in his hand, "When the time comes when I win the prize, will my mother arrange another girl for me?"

Now Mrs. Zhang is eager to go back to the good old days, so she wants to marry Qiao Mai.

When he wins the show, his value will rise, I'm afraid she will find another girl.

"Isn't it just a small talent, the real rich people would like it?" Qiao Mai asked.

"Businessmen like it, besides, I will put my own conditions here." Tong Sanlang looked like you understand.

Qiao Xiaomai hehe, "Sao Nian, don't be inflated."

Seeing this, Tong Sanlang hurriedly put down the cup on his hand, and held her hand, "Weak water three thousand, you must only drink from my ladle."

Qiao Mai snorted, "It depends on your performance."

"To be true and sincere, life and death go hand in hand." Tong Sanlang strengthened his hand.

Qiao Xiaomai smiled with the corners of her lips curled up. She broke free from Tong Sanlang's grip, picked up a spoon and scooped another spoon full of cream, "Your mouth is so sweet."

Tong Sanlang swallowed the cream in one gulp, nodded heavily, "I was infected by you."

Qiao Mai blinked and said, "I suddenly remembered something."

"What's the matter?" Tong Sanlang asked with restraint.

"I can make maltose, how about I teach you how to make maltose?"

Tong Saburo "..."

This topic turned a little far.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Why do you think of this?"

"You said I was sweet, but I thought of sugar."

"Then why teach me?"

"Your family makes a small profit in making vinegar. If you sell maltose along the way, you can earn a little more."

"and then?"

"Then if your elder brother makes vinegar and your second brother makes maltose, and each of them has a small business, then you won't be in a hurry."

If these people are allowed to master the craft of making money, will they agree to split the family?
"If it really doesn't work, then I'll teach your mother how to make Liangpi and let your mother sell Liangpi. She won't pester you when she has a small business."

"Then this is not exposing our relationship, you are the only one who can make Liangpi."

Qiao Xiaomai frowned slightly, thought for a while, and asked, "How about making dried sweet potatoes?"

"Dried sweet potatoes?"

(End of this chapter)