Reborn 1980 rough man's Xiaojiao bun is sweet and soft

Chapter 272 Twins
Naturally, Ruan Xiang didn't have the heart to pay attention to these things, and ran over in a hurry after work.

It's just that I'm not so impatient when I get home from get off work.

Those who are familiar with the way, those who don't know, think they are going back to their own home!
When Ruan Xiang entered the hall, he saw the two of them gathered together, discussing in whispers.

There is also a bowl of chicken feet in front of him, the kind that makes people move their index fingers just by looking at the color.

When Song Youzhen saw someone, she greeted him, and this guy had automatically entered the state of eating.

There is no need to be greeted at all, and the acquaintance is not good.

Ruan Xiang chewed on the chicken feet, the crispy and delicious taste captured her taste buds instantly.

"Sister Zhen, Sister Ying, how did you toss this thing? It's spicy and delicious, and it's so delicious."

Ever since she got acquainted with each other, the title of sister-in-law was directly thrown aside by her.

There is nothing stronger than sisterhood.

"Eat more if you like it. It's called cold chicken feet. There's still some left in the bowl. Bring some back to the old man when you go home."

Song Youzhen's favorite thing is to toss and eat, all kinds of food, without repeating the same.

Gu Ying looked at her sadly, and all the food she had tossed and eaten ended up in her stomach.

She felt that she was getting heavier, and her figure became even bigger, and she was attacking the realm of a fat man again.

Seeing that Ruan Xiang was also seduced by his taste buds, he instantly felt that he had found an ally.

It is a sin for this person to get fat, and after one person joins, he will find a camp.

Ruan Xiang was eating happily, and felt a look sticking to her body.

Turning his head to look at Gu Ying, there was an expression of encouragement in his eyes.

Immediately felt inexplicable.

In her puzzled eyes, Gu Ying said: "Eat more, look at how thin you are, you must be very tired from work!"

Ruan Xiang was immediately moved. Although the work is not exhausted, it is still very touching that someone cares.

"Sister Ying, don't indulge me so much. After I get used to it, I will make progress."

Gu Ying waved her hand without the slightest burden, "You call me sister, how can this feast of food be without you!

You will come here often whenever you have time in the future. Your sister Zhen has no other hobbies, but likes to toss about these things. "

But the people who make delicious food only like to taste it, which makes the people who feed them very upset.

Is the food delicious?Nature is delicious.

But the mouth is enjoying it, and the flesh on the body is also piled up, which is not so wonderful.

"What are you two discussing? I saw you muttering when I came over."

Ruan Xiang is not a person who can calm down, and his curiosity is also very strong.

"We are discussing how to promote the hot pot base on TV!"

After Song Youzhen was reborn and came back, time passed in a flash, and several years have passed.

In the early 90s, when TVs were popular, residents in cities had stable jobs, and they could afford to buy a TV with their teeth.

Although the advertisement at this time is still very rough, spending money to put up an advertisement will definitely let everyone know about their hot pot ingredients.

She believes that the brightly colored soup base is liked by many people who love spicy food.

"It's feasible, but once you promote it, I'm afraid the supply will exceed the demand!" Ruan Xiang looked at them, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Who said that all the people in the village are mud-legged?
Few people can match this ability and skill!
When Ruan Xiang mentioned the problem of the store later, Song Youzhen naturally thought it through.

Ruan Xiang looked at their plans, and happily packed the cold chicken feet and went back.

As for the two who were discussing advertising, they acted the next day.

But the ideal is rich, but the reality is skinny. They don't know anyone on the TV station, and others don't care.

Gu Ying was rejected and came back dejectedly.

After eating a bowl of cold noodles made by Song Youzhen, he felt alive again in an instant.

"It's okay, since we don't have the means to do this, then the next best thing is to find a newspaper office.

Every newspaper they publish needs a subject matter. "

Song Youzhen's big belly must not be tossed about, and Gu Ying was running around in the hot weather alone.

Fortunately, it was easy to find a newspaper. After setting the number of issues to publish and keeping up with money, someone came to take pictures the next day.

Song Youzhen had already prepared everything. The stove that was lit had been put into the soup pot where the bottom of the hot pot was boiling, and the food was swished to give it a unique taste.

Then put in a paragraph that is vividly described, and describes the flavor of the hot pot base, making it more attractive to taste.

After sending away the staff who came to take pictures, the two stepped up to cook the hot pot base.

Since it was promoted in the newspaper, many people still searched for the location.

Start with a small amount, then gradually increase the amount.

Even some catering businesses came over and placed orders.

If there is too much, the two of them will definitely not be able to turn around.

Song Youzhen's stomach was getting bigger and bigger, no matter whether she was squatting or standing all day, she would feel sore and backache after a long time.

As soon as the two got together, they came up with the idea of ​​starting a small workshop.

Ruan Xiang also worked hard and helped a lot. For example, she helped find some flexible hands and feet who could help with packing.

Song Youzhen was free, so she went to find a nearby factory. After all, private enterprises were established little by little, and the state-owned enterprises that used to be step-by-step became depressed.

What Song Youzhen was looking for was a food factory, or the kind that was in recession and could close down at any time.

Dissatisfied with the price negotiation, it dragged on for another month. I thought it was over, but turned around and picked up a bargain.

Even this small factory has cost them all their funds, and they have become poor people with little money in their pockets.

Song Youzhen drew a special mixing instrument, and when the time came to add the ingredients, no one would have to work hard.

The blueprint was drawn, but there was no money to make it, so I could only continue to keep up with it by hand, sold the hot pot bottom material, and considered the next step after the funds returned.

October is coming while they are busy.

Liang Changzhu went back to the town, saw the note she left, and tossed and turned to find the city, but Song Youzhen's stomach was shockingly distended.

Song Youzhen's twins are eight months old and are about to give birth at any time.

Seeing Liang Changzhu for a moment, he couldn't help being hypocritical, his eyes were red, like the eyes of a little rabbit.

With hands on hips, he walks like a duck.

The feet are swollen, and the shoes I bought are still plus size. When I stand up, I feel that she will fall at any time.

Liang Changzhu hurried over to support her, terrified, with a cold face, cursing in his heart that he should come back sooner.

"Why are you showing a cold face to me? Is it because I look too ugly now, so you are disgusted in your heart?"

Song Youzhen felt uncomfortable in her heart immediately, and her heart felt cold.

(End of this chapter)