Help!The icy grandpa has moved my heart

Xiao Shiqing turned to look at Pei Ji'an.

Pei Ji'an also looked at him.

One is expressionless and the other is smiling.

"What's the purpose of pestering her?" Xiao Shiqing asked coldly.

Pei Ji'an smiled, "I should ask you this question instead. What is the purpose of pestering her like this?"

Xiao Shiqing did not answer him, but said coldly, "One day, I will take her back to Xiao's house. Before that, if you dare to do anything to hurt her, I will definitely not let you go."

Pei Ji'an tidied up her sleeves unhurriedly, her words were full of sarcasm, "Take care of your family and don't come to your house every now and then to make trouble, that's the greatest protection for her."

Xiao Shiqing left with a sullen face.

……

In a lifetime, it is not easy to meet a friend you can chat with.

It only took a few days for Qu Fulan and Ren Wei to become best friends.

Qu Fulan went to Ren Hua's house as a guest. Apart from the fact that the location was not as good as Gaozhi Lane, the house was also in a binary style, so it felt pretty good.

Ren Hua was very hospitable and asked someone to make a lot of delicious food.

After eating and drinking, they chatted, and Qu Fulan asked her what plans she had for her future career.

Ren Hua said, "People go to high places, and water flows to low places. I want to take root in the capital city, and then find a suitable small official to marry. After marriage, I will continue to do my career."

"What if the future mother-in-law doesn't want you to show your face?" Qu Fulan asked the core question while eating melon seeds.

Ren Hua smiled embarrassedly, "So, isn't this about marrying someone whose mother is dead? Otherwise, I wouldn't have procrastinated until now and didn't get engaged."

With her appearance, there are many people who want to marry her.

Her horoscope is unreliable, and she told big lies just to avoid being oppressed by the powerful.

Qu Fulan almost didn't choke, thanks to her daring to think about finding a dead mother, but this really has nothing to do with mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

It's just that the conditions of such people are estimated to be more difficult.

Otherwise, which big family would not marry after their wife died?Those who do not marry are from poor families.

"What about you? What are your plans for the future?" Ren Hua asked.

Qu Fulan shouldn't hide anything, and he didn't hide it, "When the business of this store is stabilized and there is more money in hand, I will start other businesses."

"What kind of business do you want to run?"

"Clothes, it's a big profit."

"Right, that's what I thought too, but it's too much trouble to do it alone, why don't we cooperate when the time comes?"

Qu Fulan didn't immediately agree, it wasn't that she disagreed, but she was thinking about the feasibility.

The profit of the clothing business is not small, so she will definitely recruit Mr. Pei as a shareholder, but she cannot handle all aspects of the clothing business alone.

For example, it involves the supply of goods, clothing pattern design, marketing channels and so on.

She can never be too busy alone.

If you can't chew too much, it's better to find someone to cooperate with, who can share many things.

"The matter of cooperation can be discussed later. Now the most important thing is to make money first. If you don't have money, it's useless to talk more." Qu Fulan said.

Ren Wei felt that it was not easy for Qu Fulan. Being a maid for others, and accumulating savings for many years, maybe opening a shop would be gone.

For his own safety, living in a place like Gaozhi Lane would make life even more embarrassing.

As for the milk tea shop and bookstore run by Qu Fulan, they are all run for others, but with some monthly money, what kind of money can they have?

"If you don't have enough money, I can borrow it from you, and I can pay it back whenever I want." It's not that Ren Hua has too much money to spend, she's not that rich.

It's just that if you can be considered a rich man in Anzhou, it's not enough to put it in the capital city.

What's more, if you make a lot of money, you also spend a lot of money. If you don't pay attention to this, you can lose everything.

Doing business is inherently risky.

"Let's talk about it when we need it." Qu Fulan didn't say no to borrowing money now, but who knows what will happen in the future?

Ren Hua nodded, more and more convinced that the other party's life was difficult, and it was not easy in all aspects. Later, she took care of her a little bit more, and brought a few more people to support her when she opened the store.

Qu Fulan didn't even know that he was a down and out image in Ren Hua's heart.

On the opening day of the new store, Qu Fulan fired a cannon and it was over.

After all, it is not a coffee shop, so there is no need for a grand opening ceremony.

This is nothing more than a powder shop.

People passing by looked up: pig feet powder?
Although I have never eaten such noodles, I probably know that it is paired with pig feet.

Not very interested in looking at it.

These days, a catty of pork is twenty Wen, a pig’s foot is more than ten Wen, and a bowl of noodles goes with a pig’s foot. How expensive is that?
It's just a bowl of noodles, no need.

A bowl of noodles on the market ranges from two to four or five, and four or five can be considered a well-known noodle shop.

This newly opened restaurant does this, and a bowl of noodles must cost more than four or five yuan. Who will eat it?

Anyway, there are many people coming and going. They looked up at "Quji Pig's Knuckle Noodles" and then walked over. They either went to the noodle shop next door or went to the opposite side. Anyway, they didn't go into the pig's knuckle noodle shop.

There are only three employees in the "Quji Pig's Knuckle Noodles" store, two are in charge of the kitchen, and one is in charge of outside hospitality.

As a result, the firecrackers were all set off, and they waited and waited, but no one came into the store to eat. The three guys were a little anxious.

Qu Fulan is not in a hurry, this kind of noodle shop relies on the accumulation of long-term contacts, and it is enough to set off firecrackers.

Originally, she could do some activities to attract customers, but after much deliberation, what activities can a powder store do?
It’s not cost-effective to give away things, and it’s impossible to eat and drink for nothing. With a free start, who will pay for it in the future?

What's more, the price of her pig's knuckle powder is not low, so not to mention free, even half price will not work.

In fact, Qu Fulan thought about making some delicious lo-mei and putting it at the door so that the guests could smell the fragrance.

But lo mei and pig's knuckle noodles are not the same taste. If you turn around and steal the limelight of pig's knuckle noodles, what hope does this store have?
So after much deliberation, she decided not to do any activities, anyway, she had other plans.

At the end of the time, Ren Hua, disguised as a man, came over, followed by four or five servants. Of course, others couldn't tell that they were servants.

Qu Fulan only mentioned to Ren Hua about the opening of her own noodle shop, and Qu Fulan didn't say anything about An Shizi, it was just a small shop, she was sorry to trouble her, and she would call them when the coffee shop opened.

So the only friend she had to join in today was Ren Hua.

Ren Hua came here today to support her, and she had no expectations for the taste of the powder.

She has traveled all over the world, and has eaten many delicious things. She has also eaten delicious noodles, and has seen people cook noodles with pig's feet. The taste is so-so. Anyway, she will not eat the second time The second time, the store closed down not long afterward.

Before today, she didn't know that Qu Fulan was going to open a pork knuckle noodle shop, if she had known earlier, she should have suggested her to open a famous noodle shop, even if the taste was not authentic, at least it would be able to attract customers into the shop.

However, it is useless to say these things now, and they are all open. In addition to supporting her, is it possible that she also wants to pour cold water on the opening day?
While thinking wildly, the buddy followed up, and saw a pig's foot the size of a fist lying on top of the porcelain bowl.

As if it had been fried, the wrinkled skin was full of soup.

It looks... quite appetizing.

Go down in one bite.