Eighty peasant wives are busy getting rich

Chapter 151 151: I'll deliver her

What Zhao Lihong said was not easy to sell, Zhao Xiaohuan also thought about it, she believed that her product plus the later sales promotion, would definitely sell, "Lihong, let's produce some first to see if we can sell them."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhao Lihong thought, since Zhao Xiaohuan said so, she must be sure that she would not do a loss-making business.

"Well, after I bring the product over in a few days, I will teach you how to do it." Zhao Xiaohuan went to the food factory after talking to Zhao Lihong. When she came to the food factory, she learned from the employees that Huangtao Canned food and honey cakes far outsold hot and sour noodles.

The peaches and honey produced in the space will be more delicious than ordinary peaches and honey, and the food will be relatively delicious. Zhao Xiaohuan wants to take advantage of the good sales, and she will rent a few more shops to display canned yellow peaches and honey cakes. Sell ​​it in the store.

After get off work in the afternoon, Zhao Xiaohuan went directly to Teacher Jin’s house. Teacher Jin greeted her enthusiastically to sit on the sofa, handed her a book and said to her, “Xiaohuan, let’s learn the simplest Chinese first, and I will teach you first. When reading poetry, you can always ask me if you have any words you don’t know.”

Zhao Xiaohuan reached out to take the book and replied, "OK."

Then she opened the book, she read ten lines at a glance, Teacher Jin didn't care, Quandang let her get acquainted with it on the first day, Zhao Xiaohuan wrote down the contents of a book in less than 5 minutes, but in order not to let Teacher Jin suspect , she pretended not to know how to read, frowned and pointed to a word and asked, "Mr. Jin, what does this word read?"

Teacher Jin saw that Zhao Xiaohuan had a very correct attitude and was eager to learn, so he taught her earnestly. The two of them were reading poetry when a voice suddenly came from the kitchen, "Ah..."

Teacher Jin hurriedly got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen, and Zhao Xiaohuan followed. In the kitchen, a middle-aged woman fell to the ground, and there was a pot on the pot table, and something was simmering in the pot.

The woman was holding her belly with a grim face. Zhao Xiaohuan soon found out that her amniotic fluid had broken and she might be about to give birth. She shouted to Teacher Jin, "Mr. Jin, take her back to the room and lie down. She is about to give birth."

After hearing this, the woman struggled to break away from Teacher Jin's hand and wanted to stand up. She said, "I can't give birth now. The fortune teller told me that I will have to drink this soup for 49 days before I can give birth."

Zhao Xiaohuan didn't understand, does it depend on the time of day when it comes to having a baby?Teacher Jin shook her head helplessly, and explained to her, "Xiao Huan, after my daughter-in-law became pregnant, she went to the fortune teller to find out whether she was a boy or a girl. .

My daughter-in-law didn't believe it at first, but since she was pregnant with this child, our husband and wife have been unemployed in turn, and the days are getting worse day by day, so my daughter-in-law went to the fortune teller. He said that drinking this soup can change the horoscope and give birth. After downloading, you can solve the incompatibility. "

After hearing Teacher Jin's words, Zhao Xiaohuan was a little shocked. It was the fortune teller's nonsense. She said, "Mr. Jin, you can't believe this kind of talk. If she doesn't give birth now, both adults and children will be in danger."

Teacher Jin also decided to listen to Zhao Xiaohuan and helped the woman up, "Xiaohuan, help me, let's take her to the hospital."

"Mr. Jin, the amniotic fluid has broken. It's too late to send her to the hospital. Send her back to the room to lie down. I used to watch my mother deliver other people's babies in the countryside. I understand a little bit. If you believe me, I'll deliver her." Now In this case, Zhao Xiaohuan could only lie.

Teacher Jin is still very worried, and now I can't find anyone who understands this, so I can only nod and agree, "Xiao Huan, please."

　Thanks to sister Bianhua, sister who continues to love, be an ancestor sister, sister Yiduo Caiyun, sister Wang Zining's mother, sister Weiliang, sister with shallow eyes and half-little sister, sister Ruixue Piaopiao, sister book friend 854929, sister L who voted ticket.

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