The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 119
When she turned around, she had already put on a faint smile, which made it impossible to see anything unusual: "Of course not!"

Zhou Zheng, a middle-aged man behind him, was dressed neatly in a blue shirt with four linings, exuding a sense of stability and sophistication.

"Then what are you?" The middle-aged man looked at the guy who invited him out, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"This little lady came in and said that it was the goods that the shopkeeper wanted, and she wanted to see you." The clerk quickly replied.

"Are you the shopkeeper here?"

"I am." The shopkeeper nodded and admitted.

"The shopkeeper." A fat man with a greasy mess ran in from outside the door, walked quickly to the shopkeeper's side and muttered a few words, then saluted Su Xiazhi and said, "Miss Su, please follow me."

come with you?This time it was Su Xiazhi's turn to be puzzled, and thought: I went to Maochangji to sell dried noodles, why did I go with you!

After being dazed for a while, she immediately became vigilant: "You know me?" The little fat man just called himself "Miss Su"!These three words have been called by no one since she got married.

It's really amazing to hear it now-horrifying!

She was sure that she had no relatives or friends in the town, so how could this little fat man know her?
"Hehe!" The shopkeeper of the blue shirt spoke more politely at this time, he first laughed, and then said: "Young lady just follow him."

He pointed to the bamboo basket in Su Xiazhi's hand: "Following him is the right way."

"Huh?" Su Xiazhi was confused, and after a little bit of confusion in her mind, she nodded and said, "Brother, please lead the way."

Thinking of Su Xiazhi's own kitchen and the hut in the backyard of Aunt Gao's house that were almost full of dried noodles, Su Xiazhi became emboldened.

Besides, in broad daylight, even if there are few people on the street, she can attract many people just by shouting casually, so why are you afraid of a little fat man!

After leaving Maochangji, the little fat man didn't take her to the remote place, but led her straight to a shop across the street.

"Okay!" Su Xiazhi looked at the boiled meat on a chopping board, breathed the air that smelled like pig offal, and said to Chen Butcher, who was bald and smiling, "You really know how to do business!"

"Su...Su..." Chen Tuhu still stammered, opened his mouth and raised his eyebrows, his expression was very funny.

"I won't buy anything today!" Su Xiazhi made a stop gesture, and said as calmly as possible, "Did you see that?" She raised the bamboo basket in her hand and said, "Today, if my basket of dried noodles If I can’t sell it, I might not be able to eat meat in the future!”

"Hehe!" Chen Tuhu smiled happily as he touched his big bald head.

"I'm not joking with you. Today I really came to Maochangji to deliver samples. Just as I invited their shopkeeper out, I was dragged here by that unlucky boy in your shop!"

"Hey?" Looked at the little fat man protruding half of his body from the inside, and then looked at shopkeeper Su Xia Zhile: "I shaved this kid's hair to look like you, I said why did he look familiar just now! "

"My son." This sentence did not stutter.

"No mistake." Su Xiazhi nodded in agreement, then turned and left: "When I am rich, I will buy all your shops, so that you will never smell the smell of sewage again."

"I am...Chen Maochang."

The coherent words behind her stopped Su Xiazhi, who was about to rush out, and she suddenly turned around and pointed at Maochangji who was diagonally opposite, staring at Chen Tuhu without saying a word.

Chen Tuhu still smiled kindly and nodded.

"Isn't Maochang Ji a shopkeeper in blue?" Chen Butcher said his name was Chen Maochang. Is it a coincidence?Su Xiazhi must figure it out before speaking this time.

"Isn't Qi Hongyu the shopkeeper over there? My father is the boss." The little fat man poked his head out from inside again, with a smile exactly like his father's.Su Xiazhi thought this unlucky child was so annoying!

No matter how he and his father laughed like this, they seemed to be laughing at their own stupidity...

It seems that there is nothing wrong with a scholar calling himself a fool.

Su Xiazhi, who finally realized that she was not very smart, immediately adjusted her state after scorning her brain cells: "The butcher shop is reserved for you, I won't buy it! In fact, I came to sell the products made in my workshop. of vermicelli!"

"Haha!" Chen Tuhu nodded with a smile, and stretched out his hand as a gesture of invitation.

The inside of the butcher's shop is much larger than the outside, and there are two large windows on the wall facing the street, both of which are open now.

Su Xiazhi looked out of the window and could clearly see the situation of Maochangji on the opposite side.She nodded: "Who would have thought that the owner of the largest shop in the town would kill a pig on the opposite side!"

Who would have thought that the owner of the largest store in the town would kill a pig on the opposite side?This is Su Xiazhi's emotion after knowing Chen Tuhu's other identity.

But emotion is emotion, not to the point of surprising her.

She is a time traveler, so it can be said that she has experienced life and death, and now there is nothing that she can't figure out except life and death.

So after a very brief surprise, she put the bamboo basket in her hand on the table in front of Chen Maochang: "The vermicelli is made entirely of white flour, without any grains. For something of this quality, I can humbly say: don't eat it." Speaking of our Ping County, even the whole Daliang will find a second one!"

This is not Su Xiazhi's nonsense.At that time, there was really no one who used the stretching technique to make dried noodles.

It can also be said this way: Su Xiazhi brought the technique of stretched noodles a little earlier.

However, the dried noodles made with this technique can have a drastic change in taste from the past dried noodles.

Chen Maochang didn't speak, he stuttered, so he didn't like to speak.

He waved to his son and pointed to the teapot on the table.The guy standing against the wall hurried over and was about to take it away to make tea, but was shoved by his boss to signal him to go out.

The little fat man is eating a melon.Seeing his father instructing him to walk to the table immediately, he put the melon that he hadn't eaten a few bites in his mouth, and reached out to grab the teapot.

'Snapped! ' Su Xiazhi saw the little fat man reach out to the teapot with two small hands carrying melon juice and raised his hand: "Put your paws in the water to rinse them, and the water can poison people to death. If you don't wash it if it's so dirty, who will it be?" Dare to drink your tea!"

(End of this chapter)