Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 285 Chapter 280 Fourth: Thick-skinned

Seeing that there was something going on, Zhang Digua beckoned to let Zhang Hugua come over, and said such and such.

Zhang Hugua was startled, "You want me to find out what kind of food Ah Qiu is doing? Get the recipe for this food?"

"Keep your voice down! I'm afraid others won't hear you!" Zhang Digua hastily covered his mouth, and said, "It's not hard, and I don't ask you to harm anyone. You just need to get the prescription, and the ten The two pieces of silver are yours, this free money, if you don’t earn it, you won’t earn it for nothing! You are in the workshop, and you don’t have this money for a year!”

Zhang Hugua thought, sure enough, his third brother was just trying to get Ah Qiu to eat sweet potatoes.

You're so stingy, but this time you're so generous, you're willing to give up ten taels of silver?
Why does he not believe it?

Ah Qiu just made food, he didn't know what it was, whether it could make money, why did his third brother think it was a good thing, and he was willing to spend so much blood to make a prescription?
Zhang Hugua reckoned that his third brother would tell no one behind his back, if he was himself, he would not be willing to take ten taels of silver, at most one tael, to trick him into the bait.

If it had been changed before, he would have agreed without saying a word, just for the sake of money.

But now, he is not stupid.

And if it was the same him as before, Aqiu might not necessarily want him to work in the workshop, he would not be able to do the job by himself.

Not to mention that, even if he agreed now, how would he know what Ah Qiu was doing?
His mother is following along, but his mother will tell him?Let third brother know?

That is impossible.

The third brother's matter is not honest, if he agrees, mother will not cut him to death.

Thinking like this, Zhang Hugua didn't even look at the silver ingot, just shook his head and said: "I don't want to do such an unethical thing, what is the third brother thinking about? I advise you not to think about it, Aunt Yuan and our family What's the matter? You can also do it to figure out her family's affairs."

"They all belong to the same village. If the old village chief finds out, let's see how he scolds you."

Hearing Mr. Tang, Zhang Digua shrank subconsciously. He was also afraid of this old man.

But he has agreed to your boss, if this matter cannot be done, he will be ashamed.

He wanted to be more persuasive, but Zhang Hugua went into the workshop as soon as he waved his hands and closed the door, so he couldn't shout loudly to disturb others.

I had no choice but to turn around and go home first.

Song's kitchen was in progress, so he took the opportunity to see what happened.

Seeing people gone, Miao turned back after a while, and was about to run towards Song's house as soon as she entered the yard, hurriedly hugging Shidan'er and followed behind, "Third brother, hey! Third brother, what are you doing?" Well, running in such a hurry!"

"I have something to do with my mother!" Zhang Digua said, keeping his feet on his feet, and he was about to reach the Stove House of the Song family, and he could enter the door by lifting his feet.

Suddenly, a furry blue figure appeared at the door, barely blocking his way forward, and closed the door with a "bang" with lightning speed.

Old Deng lifted his foot on the eaves, forcing Zhang Digua to step back to make way.

"What are you doing? Why are you looking for my old lady? You are so anxious, I think you are still a brat!"

The door was closed, and the windows were also closed. Zhang Digua couldn't see into the stove even if he stretched his neck, so he had to brace himself to deal with old Deng.

"Hey, mom, I'm looking for Aunt Yuan. I haven't seen Aunt Yuan for a long time. I miss her."

As he said that, he was about to bypass his mother, "Aunt Yuan? Is Aunt Yuan there?"

The door of the stove opened, and the old Yuan stepped out, "Hey, it's sweet potatoes? What do you want from me?"

Zhang Digua took advantage of the crack in the door to look in, but the stove was on the side of the door, so he could only see the water tank and the dining table when he looked in.

"Long time no see, Aunt Yuan looks younger!" He said sweetly, "Hey, is Aqiu in there? I'll go in and talk to Aqiu."

Talking about going on.

Old Deng grabbed the Song family's broom on the spot and swept it on his legs, "You bastard! What are you doing! Baba came home, and he didn't say he was going to see your father, just ran around. What are you doing! Your father has heard your voice and is looking forward to it, why don't you go in and see him!"

The distance is so close, as long as he rushes in, his good eyes will be able to see clearly what is going on inside, how can he give up?

"I'll go see dad later!" Said and stepped on the eaves steps.

"Uncle Sweet Potato looking for me?" Song Qiu came out with a smile, and then let old Yuan Shi and old Deng Shi go into the stove house, closed the stove door by himself, stood on the eaves, looked at Zhang Sweet Potato and said: "Look at Uncle Sweet Potato wanting to enter my kitchen. What do you want to go in and see?"

Zhang Digua giggled, he couldn't say that he wanted to see what you guys were cooking, could he?

Before he could answer, Song Qiu said again: "That expensive boss asked you to come, right? How much did he do you? How can Uncle Sweet Potato ignore the relationship between his fellow villagers and neighbors?"

Zhang Digua suddenly felt embarrassed. He thought that Song Qiu would know what he wanted to do so hard when he came back, but he didn't expect Song Qiu to make the point so straightforward.

"Aqiu, what are you talking about? Uncle, why don't you understand? Uncle just came back to see you, what kind of expensive boss? What's the benefit? If you think about Uncle so much, you're out of touch!"

Seeing that he was still laughing, Song Qiu put away his smile, and simply said: "I know Uncle Sweet Potato understands, I advise you not to waste your energy, running around every day, you don't feel tired, I will feel for you Tired and panicked, this food, you can’t see it at a glance, and tell your boss when you go back, a dignified big boss, don’t engage in these petty tricks, what’s the point of making trouble with a little girl like me? It’s too degrading for him identity."

Zhang Digua suddenly became more embarrassed, but subconsciously muttered, "If you don't tell me to look, how can I know if I can take a look?"

After muttering, it seemed that he realized that he had slipped his mouth. He hurriedly laughed and said, "What expensive boss? Ah Qiu, you misunderstood me. I don't know him very well. Since you refused to do business with him last time, I just followed him." He's not in touch anymore!"

Song Qiu heheed, turned around and opened the door of the stove, and waved to Zhang Digua, "Come on, come in and have a look, take a look and see if you can see it!"

Zhang Digua was taken aback, did this girl really open the door and let him go in?
Although he was suspicious, he didn't want to let go of this opportunity, and immediately burrowed into the hole like a rabbit.

"Look, I'll tell you to look, you're thick-skinned, I'll brush it for you to see if there's any dirt on it!"

As soon as he got in, before he had time to look around, he immediately greeted him, causing him to cry out in pain.

The corner of Song Qiu's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly said, "Grandma Deng, don't hit me, tell him to watch, to see clearly."

Hearing Song Qiu's voice, Mrs. Deng put away the handle of the bamboo brush, let out a snort, and stepped aside, "Look, look, open your eyes!"

Zhang Digua didn't care about the pain on his face, this opportunity is rare!

Quickly widened his eyes and looked towards the stove.

A fire is burning in the stove hole, and a pot of hot water is burning in the pot. There is a large earthenware pot on the stovetop, and there is gray and white dough in the earthen pot. There is another big earthen pot in the ground below, which is also gray and white flour. Similar things are being mixed, and they have not yet been mixed into dough.

Other than that, nothing much.

Zhang Digua saw that it was similar to white noodles, and there was no difference. Is this white noodles?With the dough?Want to cook gnocchi?
He didn't give up, he looked up, down, left, right, and right of the stove house carefully, but he didn't see any difference.

What does this do?

Indeed, you can't even see it at a glance?

Being stared at by three pairs of eyes, Zhang Digua was very embarrassed, but he didn't show it on his face, "Ha, so Aunt Yuan and you are busy making dough? I won't bother you, go talk to my father!"

After that, Ma Liu went outside.

(End of this chapter)