Rebirth: Dumb Princess

A man with a red scarf and bandage clothes stood in front of the oil pan. He was holding a gong with a red ribbon tied to the Gong rod, which was the same Gong that collected money around the field just now.

The man knocked on the Gong in his hand, "listen to me. Next, we're going to perform the oil pot under the red hand." Like the name of this performance, it is to let a person put his hand into the rolling oil pan, but come out unharmed.

Su Xiaoyi also knows about this trick. After all, she is also a college student in the 21st century. This kind of thing was already talked about by her teacher in high school chemistry class.

The surface is a layer of rolling oil. In fact, under the oil is vinegar. The density of vinegar is greater than that of oil, so it sinks below. Moreover, the boiling point is lower than that of oil. The surface oil has boiled to a point where it can't work, but the vinegar at the bottom is still warm, so people just feel warm when they put their hands in it and won't be scalded.

"Now, we invite our powerful warriors." The man focused people's attention and led to a man with a mustache in a vest and bare arms.

They all cheered and clapped their hands, "put down the oil pan, put down the oil pan, put down the oil pan." After the performers came out, everyone began to get excited, and the foreshadowing set off a climax here.

Suddenly it was quiet again. They all held their breath and looked straight at the direction of the oil pan. The man with bare arms had come to the oil pan and pinched his hands. In a moment, he threw his hands into the oil pan.

Although these people should not have seen this kind of performance for the first time, but every time they feel very novel, crazy throwing copper plates into the gong.

Moustache didn't know whether he had felt the temperature inside, or whether he had collected enough money, felt everyone's worship, and then took out his hands.

"Good! Thank you for your support! " The man with the red scarf took the copper plate and circled around the crowd again, and then collected two-thirds of the money from the plate.

There are still one-third of the remaining copper and silver on the plate. It seems that it should look like one or two. Su Xiaoyi calculates. This juggling is still very profitable.

The red scarf struck the Gong again, "now, if a warrior dares to try, the money in this plate can be given to him."

The people at the bottom began to whisper. A woman next to poked the man next to her. It looked like her husband, "go and try."

"That's a boiling oil pan. You want to murder your husband." The man turned down the woman's suggestion with fear on his face and retreated, as if he was really afraid of being pushed up by the woman next to him.

Everyone has the same idea. They all want to earn that money. They are afraid that the hot oil will take their own hands, but the gain is not worth the loss.

Instead, Su Xiaoyi became interested, threw the last mouthful of fried potatoes in the paper bag into his mouth, folded the paper, held it in his left hand, and slowly stretched out his right hand.

"I'll come." The potato in her mouth hasn't been swallowed into her throat. The little potato is squeezed in her small mouth and can't go back and forth.

Everyone's disorderly eyes gathered around Su Xiaoyi. They didn't expect it to be a young woman. She was stupid or didn't understand what to do. They all sighed.

The red scarf was the same, laughing loudly, "little girl, we don't care if we're hurt." He has traveled far and wide for so many years and has never seen such a brave girl.

Su Xiaoyi swallowed the last potato in her mouth. She understood the terrible principle. As long as she was quick and didn't stay on the oil surface, she couldn't hurt herself. Captured his sleeve and threw the paper shell in his hand into the bottom of the pot. The paper was flammable and quickly turned into ashes.

"I just want to know that the money can really give me, can't it?" Su Xiaoyi didn't say she had to ask for money. She just wanted to try the oil pot, but she couldn't afford the next trip. She still had to take something back.

The red scarf smiled even more. The little girl was really interesting. She took the Gong in her hand to Su Xiaoyi, "of course."

Glancing at the copper plates and broken silver in the gong with her eyes, Su Xiaoyi pretended that she didn't have it. She directly put Bai Nen's hands into the oil pan until the liquid flooded her forearm and immediately pulled it out again.

It turned out to be this feeling. It's still a little warm inside, but it doesn't feel very burning. Su Xiaoyi shook the liquid on his arm and hand. Although he didn't know whether it was oil or vinegar or a combination of the two, it was very uncomfortable.

The people at the bottom were stunned, and then there was a surge of applause.

Su Xiaoyi bent slightly, made a thank-you bow, then took the Gong in the red scarf hand, smiled with an excellent face, "thank you, thank you." Then he opened his purse and poured in the copper and silver.

Then he left the site with the welcome of the people. He thought he was too handsome. He waved his sleeves without taking away a cloud.

I ate what I should eat, played what I should play, and earned a silver or two. After looking at the sky, I almost have to go to the winery to do important things.

With the address in his memory, he jumped happily to the door of the winery.

As soon as she entered the winery, Su Xiaoyi directly asked the waiter to call the boss out. The winery boss heard that it was Miss Su and soon came out of the warehouse.

"Miss Su, why don't you say anything when you come." Su Xiaoyi is the biggest supplier of sorghum. She was going to collect raw materials in other places. This year, Miss Su planted a lot and took back what he had to collect all year round. However, it saves a lot of human, material and financial resources, and it also saves a long time.

Su Xiaoyi handed the list to boss Du, "this is not to introduce business to you." Boss Du also had a good impression here in Su Xiaoyi. At least when collecting sorghum, he didn't say to deduct a penny from the villagers.

Moreover, when their family held a relocation banquet and the usual New Year holidays, they sent people to give gifts at home. At least a businessman suitable for trading would not make small moves with her.

Business? Du Heng knows that Su Xiaoyi is a rural girl. In addition to all kinds of sorghum, he has something to do with his winery. He can't think of any place to connect with the winery.

Unfold the documents in his hand and look at them one by one. There are orders for about 150 jars of wine, such as daughter Hong, 20 jars, bamboo leaf green, 20 jars, sake, 50 jars... And so on. This is the amount he can sell in three months. He was happy first.