Tian's little cook

Chapter 489 Lin Jiao's Decision

Lin Jiao walked back with her without saying a word.

Lin Zhimo thought he was still angry, so he teased him with a few jokes. Lin Jiao's face turned pale, but he was still preoccupied.

After returning to Jukefang, Yuan Xiangyu and the others gathered around to inquire about the result, and they still felt puzzled when they learned that Li Liangcai had been beaten thirty times.

"Forget it this time, next time he messes with me again, he won't be so lucky." Lin Zhimo said indifferently.

This time Li Liangcai was not imprisoned entirely because of Lin Zhener.

She agreed to Lin Guo's rescue of Lin Zhen'er. As Lin Zhen'er's accomplice, Li Liangcai's punishment was naturally limited.

"Zhimo, you don't know that Li Liangcai is very narrow-minded." Chen Zhu has known the Li family and his son for a long time, and knows them well.

"He has given in now, and will find a chance to get revenge in the future."

"See how many lives he dares to provoke me."

"Where can we guard against such a villain?" Chen Zhu sighed, "Li Liangcai is such a bastard, except for the Shangguan family and the rich, he is not afraid of others at all."

"Yes, Zhimo." Yuan Xiangyu also felt that the result of the execution was too light, "I heard Brother Zhuzi said that he had people beat you and Lin Jiao before, but this time he suffered a big loss, what can't he do in the future?"

"Let's talk about it when the time comes." Even if Lin Zhimo knew that Li Liang was the kind of person, she had no choice but to do so: "It's easy to hide from the open, but hard to defend from the hidden. Alright, let's go to work, the guests will come right away."

Since returning to the restaurant, Lin Jiao has not spoken, and the expression on his face is colder than ever.

No matter how good-looking he was, with such an expression, the women who actually came to peek at Lin Jiao by coming to Jukefang for dinner were a little scared and didn't dare to peek at him again.

The poisoning incident that broke out yesterday has no impact on the business of Jukefang, and many people already know the whole story.

And this morning Lin Zhimo took the initiative to announce the secret recipe for making bean curd, which won the appreciation of others.

After finishing the work at noon, Lin Zhimo and Lin Jiao went to the study to keep accounts.

After writing down her accounts, Lin Zhimo began to practice calligraphy.

There were so many things going on these two days that she didn't have time to practice writing.

Lin Zhimo carefully wrote twice according to Lin Jiao's handwriting, and the more she read it, the more satisfied she was. Her handwriting became more and more similar to Lin Jiao's.

"Lin Jiao, what do you think of these two words?" Lin Zhimo handed over the white paper in his hand, but when he looked up, he found that Lin Jiao was in a trance.

He was holding a brush in his hand, the nib was dipped in ink, and a drop fell on the ledger.

"Lin Jiao, the account book." Lin Zhimo hurriedly reminded.

Lin Jiao regained consciousness, looked down, quickly put the brush aside, took out the cloth that was usually used to wipe the desk next to it, and carefully wiped off the drop of ink.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Zhimo put down the paper and rested his chin with both hands, "I feel that you have something on your mind."

Lin Jiao removed the cloth, leaving an ink mark the size of a copper coin on the ledger.

Looking at Lin Zhimo who was smiling at him, Lin Jiao finally made up his mind.

"Zhimo, I want to get back the sale ~ body deed."

Lin Zhimo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect him to bring this up suddenly, and immediately agreed, "Okay, I said I would give it to you a long time ago, anyway, the sales contract is useless."

But she felt a little strange: "Why are you suddenly selling your life? You were thinking about this just now?"

Lin Jiao nodded and looked at her seriously: "Zhimo, I'm going to take the provincial examination."

(End of this chapter)