Strategy to develop champions

Chapter 112

Seeing Yang's agreement, Zhao Caifeng continued: "That's what I think. Although grandpa is old, he is good at cooking. When the time comes, we can hire a young helper who can learn a little bit, and this shop can be opened. It doesn’t have to be just soup noodles. Fried noodles, mixed noodles, and sliced ​​noodles are all available. The more types there are, the more people will eat them. I calculated it privately. According to the prices in the capital, this big meat noodle is still okay. It has increased to 35 Wen a bowl, but the cost has not increased so much.”

Song Mingxuan has been quietly listening to Zhao Caifeng's words, and he has followed Zhao Caifeng's thinking to calculate an account. It is exactly the same as what Zhao Caifeng said. people believe.

Old man Yang finally nodded, and only ordered: "Girl, doing business in the capital is no better than in our town, and you have to pay for it. You have to figure it out. Besides, you are a girl, go out It's not appropriate to inquire about these things!"

Zhao Caifeng just waved her hands and said, "Grandpa underestimates me too much. Naturally, you have to inquire about all these things. Besides, can I still be considered a girl now? Don't all the little hairy kids in Zhaojia Village call me Zhao?" widow?"

Seeing Zhao Caifeng's talk, Yang's face immediately sank again, and she only sighed: "After all, I still feel sorry for you."

Zhao Caifeng saw that Mrs. Yang wanted to go wrong again, so she hurriedly explained: "Mother, you misunderstood, I didn't mean that!"

"Don't worry, Auntie, I will take care of this Caifeng. If it is inconvenient for her to come forward, I can go." Song Mingxuan could not give up the opportunity to express his position at this time, so he couldn't help but said.

Zhao Caifeng glanced at him, cleared her throat, and said, "Your task now is to read books, take exams, and get selected, don't think about anything else!"

Song Mingxuan was choked by Zhao Caifeng again, so he just shut up obediently, and Yang Shi over there also smiled and said: "Yes, you can't worry about these things, Caifeng will go to explore the way first, and we can have a long-term plan in the future , or focus on your exam."

Everyone immediately echoed: "The exam is the most important thing."

Zhao Caifeng glanced at Song Mingxuan proudly, stood up and stretched her waist and said, "Okay, it's getting late, and we have to leave tomorrow morning, go to bed early, anyway, if the store opens in the future, it will be useful to your place."

Song Mingxuan looked at Zhao Caifeng with some anticipation when he heard the words, Zhao Caifeng just took his time, squinted his eyes and smiled at him: "Your handwriting is good, I can help the store write recipes in the future..."

Song Mingxuan felt as if he had been drenched in cold water again, and his heart felt cold.

After discussing with each other, everyone dispersed. After washing up, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhao Caifeng boiled a pot of boiling water to wash her hair. She usually has a little cleanliness, and feels uncomfortable if she doesn't wash her hair for two days. It is thick and black and shiny, so it is quite difficult to wash off.

At this time, the small courtyard was quiet, everyone was asleep, and old man Yang could even be heard snoring in the back room. Zhao Caifeng was carrying a basin to wash her hair on the stone platform. hospital.

Song Mingxuan couldn't fall asleep at this time, thinking of studying for so many years and going to Beijing to catch the exam soon, he still felt indescribably nervous.At this moment, the sound of gurgling water came from outside. Song Mingxuan opened the window and saw Zhao Caifeng leaning her body under the moonlight, carefully washing her long black hair.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Caifeng's cheeks were particularly soft, without the aura that made people look up in the daytime, it made people feel very gentle. At this time, Zhao Caifeng was somewhat similar to the Zhao Caifeng in Song Mingxuan's memory.

Song Mingxuan was stunned as he looked at it.Zhao Caifeng supported her waist with one hand and her long hair with the other, panting heavily, seeing that there was no one around, she secretly found a pair of scissors from the wooden basin beside her, intending to trim the split ends of her hair a bit.

The scissors were shining silver in the moonlight, Song Mingxuan just looked up and saw it, seeing Zhao Caifeng's scissors were about to cut her hair, Song Mingxuan just said loudly: "Caifeng, what are you going to do, don't do something stupid! "

Zhao Caifeng was only taken aback, flicked her wrist, missed her head, and cut off a small poke at the end of her hair.Song Mingxuan ran out quickly, looked at Zhao Caifeng in surprise and said, "Caifeng, you...why are you doing this? If you don't want to follow me, I will never force you. No matter what I, Song Mingxuan, will not I know that you are reluctant to force you, but...but I found out that I really like you now, I...I..."

The more Song Mingxuan spoke, the more incoherent he became, but the scissors in Zhao Caifeng's hand were now accurate. Seeing that Song Mingxuan had said such a big basket, he tried his best not to laugh, but he was afraid that his words would break. Holding back a smile, he said, "Why are you yelling so loudly? I just saw that I had grown a few gray hairs and wanted to cut them off."

Song Mingxuan looked at the sky, then at Zhao Caifeng, and asked doubtfully, "Just under the moon?... Can you see that you have white hair?"

"Aren't you still reading under the moonlight? Why can't I see my white hair?" Zhao Caifeng put the scissors in Song Mingxuan's palm, turned and walked away with the wooden basin in hand.

(End of this chapter)