Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 12 Candied haws 【For further reading and collection】

At the door, there are several children.

Probably when he was playing around, he knocked open the iron door and made a sound.

When someone is in the small courtyard, the door is always unlocked. After all, there are people at home, and they are not afraid of losing the things in the yard. This is something Tang Shi asked. Most of the things in the yard belong to her.

Although she doesn't make money entirely from these flowers and plants, part of her income must come from these flowers and plants. Tang Shi protects them very well.

"I'm sorry, Uncle, we didn't mean it." One of the children thought Song Ci was angry when he saw Song Ci come out, so he immediately apologized, pulled the door back, and ran away with his little friend.

Song Ci sighed slightly.

Isn't it Mr. Tang?

He didn't know where this loss came from, anyway, he just felt a little bit lost, and played the bear boy in the flowerpot again, Song Ci played a little more.

After going out, Song Ci simply went to the side street to buy some ingredients, thinking about practicing cooking again, and finding something to do for himself.

He didn't want to go out at night, so he didn't bubble up in the group. Just now they were having a dinner date, Song Ci didn't drink, and he felt out of place when he went, so he pretended not to see it.

I wondered if I should learn to drink some. I used to think that not drinking or smoking is a special appearance, not to fall into the general public, and not to follow the crowd to maintain my own appearance.

Somewhat high-definition meaning, now that I think about it, being a person who drinks moderately and smokes a lot will make it easier to get along with others.

Now that tobacco and alcohol have opened the way, if you don’t ask for a lot, you don’t ask for a lot of smoking. It doesn’t seem to be a bad thing, just control the amount.

In the past, a female classmate said: A man who drinks a lot, is lustful, speaks elegantly, is erudite without arrogance, has a tiger in his heart, and smells lightly is the most attractive.

Song Ci wanted to say at the time: No matter what the turn, it won't be your turn!

Men are not blind, and women are not blind either. With such a high-quality man, they have already made a move, and they have to use all means to get him.

Song Ci didn't know if there was such a person, anyway, he wasn't.

Tiger and Wenhua can still pretend to be elegant and knowledgeable. They can't sit in this place at all.

"Auntie, less of this, less! Auntie, less of you!"

As a person who is learning how to bargain, he is still elegant, elegant with a hammer, he is a rough man.

After cutting two yuan, Song Ci was satisfied with the vegetables, and bought a stewed ear and beef at the stall, worried that his cooking would fail again, Song Ci felt that he needed to buy something edible.

There are only three things, I have to eat at home today, and I have to eat at home when the Lord Buddha comes.

In the end, I still didn’t buy alcohol. I drank moderately. Take my time. I’m bored drinking alone. It’s not like I was dumped. What kind of alcohol should I drink alone?

Back in the yard, Song Ci started recording his third cooking with his mobile phone.

Half an hour later, while eating his own salty shredded potatoes, Song Ci still dumped the shredded potatoes into the trash can in distaste, and served the meal with stewed vegetables.

It's not a failure, it's just not a success.

Except that the rice was cooked by himself, but the dishes were not, and he had eaten half of his meal, Song Ci comforted himself.

While clearing away the dishes, Song Ci heard the creaking sound of the door opening.

I took a look at the door, and it was indeed Mr. Tang who came back, holding two huge cardboard boxes, and Song Ci couldn't even see her face.

Tang Shi only felt that the box she was holding was much lighter, and saw Song Ci take the top box, and then smiled and called Mr. Tang.

As if he couldn't change it, he always greeted each other like this.

"Thank you! The box is too big, I didn't even see you." Tang Shi said gratefully: "It's a bit heavy, please help me put it on the steps."

Still so polite, Song Ci smiled brightly, while putting things away, he said that you are not welcome between friends.

He has defined the relationship several times, from old age to friends, like a bulldozer, for a few days, there are some small thoughts in his mind.

He also carefully removed the flowerpot next to the box, and touched the bear boy in the flowerpot.

Dog man is nothing more than the case.

Looking at the carton curiously, Song Ci didn't ask what was inside, but let Tang Shi see his curious eyes.

"The materials for making candied haws can't be sold every day when selling green plants. I just want to sell candied haws." Tang Shi explained briefly.

But Song Ci could tell that something happened to her original job that made her make this decision, or maybe he was overthinking, Tang Shi just thought that candied haws made money.

"When I make it, you can try it." Tang Shi said with a smile.

Song Ci responded with a smile: "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Wash fruit?"

"no problem!"

Tang Shi is a woman who does what she says, and she does things in an orderly manner. She seems to have understood it long ago, and she is just doing things according to the plan in her mind.

I moved things into the house several times, small stove, iron pan, bamboo sticks, and some straw that Song Ci didn't know where she found, and took tongs, wire and other things.

Her house is like a treasure house, everything can be taken out.

"Wash the fruit in salt water and then sort it. I'll make a straw target first." Tang Shi explained, and then began to cut the pockets, gesturing to the size, and cutting the wire.

Song Ci washed all kinds of fruits, and then put them into small basins by category, and kept them for later use.

The two talked occasionally, and they didn't stop what they were doing. They seemed to be busy with one thing together, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding. Occasionally, when Song Ci did something wrong, Tang Shi corrected him.

Tang Shi, who had been keeping his eyes on the six roads, looked at Song Ci's way of bowing his head and doing things seriously, feeling a little bit blush.

Thin bangs, Song Ci with thick eyebrows and big eyes, busy with concentration, did not notice Tang Shi's small movements, of course, Tang Shi's movements are also very subtle.

When lonely men and widows are together, there will always be some strange atmosphere spreading.

Both Tang Shi and Song Ci can feel it, but they pretend not to feel it. Under the cover of things, they can occasionally make a few harmless jokes. When Tang Shi is embarrassed by praise, he will always say that he is glib.

"First string these together, three and five, less five, more three." Tang Shi first demonstrated to him.

Song Ci obviously doesn't know how to do these things. He can wash fruits in general, but he learns quickly and works very seriously.

Basically, Tang poetry has taught him, so he can do it decently.

She looks good, has a good job, and has a gentle personality. I don't know which vixen got cheap in the end?
"Okay, I understand, leave it to me, don't worry!" Song Ci promised.

Tang Shi went to cook sugar. Song Ci can't do this job. Song Ci, who is more or less obsessive-compulsive, is suitable for this kind of stringing work.

The square stainless steel plate is filled with a plate, and it is full. This is the result of Song Ci's labor.

When it was getting dark, Tang poetry began to be coated with sugar, then put it aside to solidify, and finally inserted it into the grass target, it was considered complete.

A total of more than 80 skewers were made, and the candied haws that looked appetizing were finally filled with straw targets.

"Take one and see how it tastes?" Tang Shi took off a candied haws and handed it to him.

I didn't have time to eat it just now, and I was in a hurry to get out of the stall. Now that it's finished, Song Ci has a chance to eat one and try the taste.

When the sugar coating on the candied haws crystallized and shattered, the bitten fruit and sugar went into the mouth together, with a crisp sound and the sweetness of the fruit. Song Ci stretched out his thumb to express his appreciation.

He thinks it's delicious. If you are a sweet eater, you should like it more.

Song Ci took down the first strawberry and handed it to Tang Shi: "Try it too! It's really delicious."

Admitting that there was an element of gambling, Song Ci had already thought about it. If she didn't eat it, she would find a reason to prevaricate it to avoid embarrassment.

Seeing the candied haws he handed over, although Tang Shi felt weird, she bit one, chewed the sugar coating, nodded and smiled.

She is very satisfied with what she has done.

"Where are you going to sell candied haws? I'll join you in the fun!" Song Ci didn't want to stay at home, how could Mr. Tang's mobile phone be so interesting!

Not rejecting Song Ci, Tang Shi nodded in agreement, and set off with candied haws on her shoulders. Song Ci locked the door and followed her.

As soon as she walked out of the yard, Tang Shi carried the candied haws and shouted: "Candied haws, sour and sweet candied haws!"

Tang Shi never let go of any potential customers. Where there are many people, she shouted louder, as if she was afraid she would not be heard. Song Ci found that when she made candied haws, she focused on making them delicious. When selling candied haws , sold out with one heart.

"Do you want to try it?" Tang Shi pocketed the money from selling candied haws, and asked Song Ci in his free time.

He was a little embarrassed, not used to this kind of selling.

"Try it!" Tang Shi's tone was a little teasing, a little seductive, and a little cheerful and charming: "Just try it!"

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