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Chapter 182 The lingering ghost
Wen Xiange thought, now she can't apply for a patent, and even if she can apply for a patent, if people want to pirate, there is no specific law to protect her patent right at this time.

So she didn't mention it. Anyway, it was a planned economy at this time, and there were not many paper mills. Even if they produced paper like them, the supply was still in short supply. They would not have no market.

Looking at the indifferent Wen Xiange, Jiang Weilai touched his nose, feeling that he was really just worrying.

The house is not big, and the two quickly wiped the furniture.

Then Wen Xiange started washing vegetables, killing fish for cooking, and Jiang Future kept following behind to help.

Wen Xiange couldn't drive people away, so he said after he had no choice: "Go and tell Captain Song that you and your uncle are having lunch at my place, and tell him not to prepare."

Jiang Future paused when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll call my uncle and let him try your grilled fish hot pot."

Captain Song over there heard Jiang Future's words and hurriedly said to Accountant Song: "Then remember, remember to make up for Wen Zhiqing when the food is distributed."

"Then I won't have dinner with you at noon, Wen Zhiqing is better at cooking than my family." Captain Song said to Manager Li with a smile.

"You're welcome, it doesn't matter where you eat, but I also heard this kid often say that Wen Zhiqing's cooking skills are good, so I can try it today." Manager Li also laughed.

"You go first, I'll go there later." Then he waved his hand to Jiang Future.

At noon, Xiao Chenggong, who came back after cutting the bamboo, looked at Jiang Future, who was wandering behind Wen Xiange, with a bad expression. This person is really lingering.

"You still have to go to work this day." Jiang Future greeted Xiao Chenggong who came back.

"No, they went up the mountain to cut bamboo." Wen Xiange said.

"Hey, I heard Captain Song say that you have to use young bamboo to draw paper. What are you doing now when you cut bamboo?" Jiang Future asked suspiciously.

"Well, it's a long story, I'll tell you later, you go and see if your uncle is here, we're going to have dinner." Wen Xiange paused and waved his hands.

"Oh." Wen Yanjiang didn't ask any more questions in the future, but turned around and left the door.

Watching the person leave, Xiao Chenggong washed his hands and said unintentionally, "When did he come?"

"It didn't take long for breakfast." Wen Xiange replied.

"Xiange, what is this? It smells so good?" Zhen Guangrong, who had washed his hands over there, looked at the small pot on the small stove and asked suspiciously.

"Jiang Future brought a big herring. It's cold, so I made it into a grilled fish hot pot."

"Ah, grilled fish hot pot, what a new way to eat it." Zhen Guangrong said in surprise.

"Hehe, I'll find out later, you two can do me a favor, move this small stove and pot to the living room, and this small table too." Wen Xiange directed with a smile.

Xiao Chenggong, who wanted to ask something, was interrupted and couldn't continue asking. Hearing this, he nodded and moved things with Zhen Guangrong.

Jiang Future and Manager Li arrived very quickly. After everyone was seated, Wen Xiange uncovered the grilled fish.

Then he introduced: "Let's eat the fish first, and when the fish is almost eaten, I'll add soup and boil these dishes and vermicelli."

"Wow, Xian Ge, how did you come up with this way of eating? You can eat grilled fish and hot pot at the same time. It's so blissful." Zhen Guangrong said excitedly when he heard the words.

"This is the way of eating in Sichuan Province, not my original creation." Wen Xiange smiled and waved his hands.

"Let's eat, Manager Li, you should eat more in the future, Jiang, I borrowed all of your money for today's meal, by the way, Manager Li, do you eat spicy food?"

"For food, we don't eat spicy food here." Manager Li said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)