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Chapter 181 Grilled Fish Hot Pot
Manager Li was talking about business in the brigade, and Jiang Future couldn't wait so he went to find Wen Xiange.

"Xiange, look what I brought." The voice came before the person entered the door.

It happened that the school was on winter vacation yesterday, and Wen Xiange was cleaning at home without going to class today.

Hearing the sound, she took the broom and turned to look at the door, just in time to see Jiang Future coming in with a big grass carp in his hand.

"Ah, such a big fish."

"Grandma is good, I'm here again." Jiang Weilai came in and shouted immediately when he saw Grandma Chen fumbling to wipe the table.

"Hey, Xiao Jiang is here." Grandma Chen nodded with a smile.

After calling someone, Jiang Future said to Wen Xiange: "Didn't I hear grandma say that you are the best at cooking fish, pickled vegetable fish, soybean fish, and boiled fish. I have been hungry for half a month. I happened to go to the market today to see When there is a fish seller, I buy one."

Of course, this fish was not bought from the market, it was sent by his father's work unit, cough, he brought a big one over.

"Then you are lucky, okay, you put it in the kitchen, I will deal with it later, I will make you a grilled fish hot pot today, it is cold, it is just right to eat hot pot." Wen Xiange looked at the big grass carp and immediately thought of what he used to eat often Grilled Fish Hot Pot.

"Hey, grilled fish hot pot, what's a new way to eat it?" Jiang Future asked in confusion.

"You'll know when the time comes." Wen Xiange didn't explain, waved his hands and continued to sweep the floor.

When Jiang Future heard the words, he didn't ask any more questions. He put the fish in the kitchen and came out to take the rag from Grandma Chen's hand to help wipe the table.

However, Grandma Chen chased people directly: "No, no, I'm just too busy and want to move."

"Um, do you still have a rag? I'll help you wipe it faster." Jiang Future could only look at Wen Xiange and asked after hearing the words.

"If you can't stay, help me clean up the living room." Wen Xiange looked at the person in front of him and handed over the broom in his hand.

She wiped the table by herself, men are usually careless and can't wipe it clean, and she will have to rework later.

"Okay, no problem." Jiang Future took the broom and smiled.

But when he saw Wen Xiange coming out of the kitchen with a wooden bucket and a rag, he was stunned for a moment. He wanted to say that it was he who helped wipe the furniture. After all, the water was cold in winter, but he stopped when he saw the smoke coming out of the bucket.

Then he touched his nose, well, he was stupid, he is not stupid in such a cold day, he knows how to use hot water.

But after sweeping the floor, Jiang Future still snatched the rag from Grandma Chen's hand, and then helped Wen Xiange wipe the furniture together.

Wen Xiange looked at Jiang Future, who was cleaning fairly carefully, and didn't say anything else. He just asked him why he came again. After all, today is not a day to buy goods. Later, he found out that it was because the supply had shrunk. Manager Li came to ask about the situation, and he follow.

"Xiange, it would be a pity if your papers are out of stock like this. My uncle has received orders from several units. It just happens to be Chinese New Year. The papers are convenient and hygienic. Many unit leaders want to order them." Jiang Future said.

"That can't be helped. We don't have bamboo materials, and we can't make paper, but don't worry, I guess it won't be long before other paper factories will produce paper." Wen Xiange wiped the table sideways.

"Well, what do you do then?" Jiang Future stopped wiping the table when he heard that, and asked worriedly.

"In such a big market across the country, how can our small workshop eat all of them? Let's do it together. We may not sell as well as now, but it won't be impossible to sell, and our products are also considered unique. I won't be unable to do it for a while." Wen Xiange spread his hands and said.

(End of this chapter)