The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 141: Grand Opening (3)
"Father, you lost! One or two!" The little fat man in the back room poked his head out from the door and looked outside. Seeing Su Xiazhi walking in, he immediately turned back and shouted into the room.

"Hehe!" Chen Maochang walked out of the room with a smile, and the man who was staring at the meat case immediately turned around and went to the back.

"Very...very...very good!" Chen Maochang gave Su Xiazhi a thumbs up.

After buying the dried noodles, he went to the kitchen and cooked a bowl. After tasting it, it tasted the same as the sample she had from last time. It was strong and durable, so he was relieved.

Chen Maochang is extremely cautious in doing business, and all the goods are put into the warehouse after repeated inspections. Therefore, Maochangji's good reputation today is also closely related to his strictness.

For Su Xiazhi's dried noodles, he only tasted it once and made a decision to buy it, which is considered to be giving her face.

As for why she should give face to this woman, Chen Maochang himself had thought about it, and it was all because the contrast between this woman's front and back was too great, which aroused his curiosity. The rhetoric attracted him.

He is in business, so he naturally understands the truth that rare goods can be lived in.

The temporary sale of dried noodles doesn't mean anything. The long-term operation must be able to withstand the grinding of time, and this is the result he wants.

Chen Maochang is waiting for the sales of dried noodles in a few months...

"Auntie, this is freshly fried, you can take it home and eat and play with it." The little fat man came out carrying the bamboo basket that had just been filled with dried noodles, which was half filled with pumpkin seeds.

"Did you cheat your father's money again?" Su Xiazhi asked with a smile instead of picking up the bamboo basket.

"Hey!" The little fat man walked over and stuffed the bamboo basket into her hand consciously: "I bet my dad that you will definitely come in and buy some pork back, because I was the first to buy your dried noodles! "

"However, once I tell you the content of the bet now, you won't buy pork."

"..." Su Xiazhi didn't know how to reply for a while.

Originally, she really listened to the little fat man talking about his bet with Chen Maochang and planned to tease him not to buy pork, but now she was broken by a child, and if she said not to buy it, she would become a child ……

"You and your father made a bet between you and your son. My aunt must buy some pork back." Su Xiazhi walked to the meat table and chose a piece of moderately fat and lean pork and said, "That's all."

She is an adult, it would be meaningless to compete with a child.

Chen Maochang weighed and collected the money with a smile on his face, then tied the meat with hemp rope and passed it over.

"Your son... clever!" Su Xiazhi took the pork, put the bamboo basket in his hand on the case again, grabbed a handful of pumpkin seeds from the middle, and said to the fat man with a smile, "You bought one from aunt's house." Dried noodles, the money you earn belongs to your family, and your aunt bought your pork, so the money you earn belongs to your family, do you think aunt is not righteous?"

"Justice! That's why I like my aunt the most!" The little fat man squinted his eyes and nodded, how pious he looked.

"Haha! I'm leaving." Su Xiazhi shook her head and walked out. If she didn't know the nature of this kid, she would have believed his nonsense!
The little fat man chased after the door, and he touched his chin until she was far away and said, "I really like her, why doesn't my aunt seem to believe it..."

"Father, Yinzi!" The little fat man stretched out his dirty hands, and when he looked up, his father had long since disappeared...

I just bought a piece of pork, and it wasn't too heavy. Su Xiazhi and Zhao Wan didn't hire a car. The two walked back unhurriedly, and when they saw the big elm tree in Shanxia Village from a distance, they also Saw a group of people standing under an elm tree.

"Scholar's family!" When Aunt Gao realized that it was Su Xiazhi and her daughter-in-law who came, she raised her voice and called out, "Come and tell us, how is our dried noodles?"

Zhao Wan smiled at her mother-in-law and answered first: "Okay, it's only a matter of time, and I sold sixty of them!"

"It really made you guess..." On the way, Su Xiazhi said that once they returned to the village, everyone would be anxiously waiting for the results, and only said that we sold them.So after everyone surrounded them, Zhao Wan spoke first.

Su Xiazhi only picked up the important things and said a few words, then left the crowd and went home first.

"You young couples, you really can't be apart for a moment!" Aunt Gao said with a smile to the back of her leaving in a hurry.

"Well, I won't go back to cook. I'll see Gao Yue screaming from hunger for a while, and I'm going home to find you, mother!" Su Xiazhi had the money collected today, which must be collected first. Only then can she feel at ease.

"Go, go!" Looking at the big piece of meat in her hand, Aunt Gao felt happy. It doesn't matter if she can't eat it, as long as her son eats well, most mothers have this kind of thinking.

The courtyard door of the house was ajar, and the cat Xiaobai squeaked in the crack of the door, scratching the door anxiously.

"Hey, why didn't Gao Yue play with you?" Knelt down and stroked the puppy's head, Su Xiazhi looked into the room.

"Sister-in-law is back!" Gao Yue stood up, pointed to the scholar who had just got up and walked to the door with the pen, and gestured with his hand.

"Wife." Min Lansheng had long heard the noises of the women outside the yard, and the teasing words they said to the lady. At this time, he was in a good mood and had already come out to take the pork from his wife without turning his head. He replied, "Don't come out until you finish writing a hundred characters."

"Ouch!" Gao Yue sat heavily on the chair, waiting for his sister-in-law to save him with a sad face.

"How much have you written?" Handing the meat to Xiucai, Su Xiazhi felt her fingers hurt, and when she lifted it up, she was strangled purple by the hemp rope wrapped around the meat!
Rubbing his hands together to let the blood flow, Su Xiazhi first went to Westinghouse to get a basin to wash his hands.

"Nineteen." Gao Yue whispered in the room.

"That's not much, I'll finish it in a while." After fetching water, she washed her hands and said, "You are now your brother Xiucai's book boy, Min Xiucai's book boy can't even read a single word, is it reasonable..."

"It's not that he missed nineteen, but he has only written nineteen since morning!" Min Lansheng took a cloth towel and stood behind the lady, looking like a close servant.

(End of this chapter)