Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 7 Suofan 【New book for collection and follow-up】

From the small courtyard to the intersection, there is actually a house and then a small street.

Tang Shi stood behind the stall, holding a loudspeaker and yelling advertisements. Among the green plants in front of him, there were many small signs with numbers of five yuan, ten yuan, and 15 yuan, and the most was fifty.

She is dressed as a small street vendor, with a waist bag around her waist, and a pile of plastic bags hanging on the waist bag. When she meets a customer who asks the price, she smiles very well, calling out beautiful and handsome men, and uncle Aunt.

A simple black T-shirt, a pair of black sweatpants, and the hair is still so simple and neat, but it is no longer the talkative look of yesterday, but warm, cheerful and generous.

"Thank you for your patronage, I like to choose again next time!"

"Oh, beauty, you are really discerning. These are the best two or three pots. If you want them, I will give you a bear."

"Auntie, your grandson is so sensible that he didn't even beg you to buy it for him. When the child is curious, these small plants can cultivate the child's love. Would you like to choose some small ones for him?"

Song Ci looked at it for a while, only to discover the other side of Tang Shi's eloquence.

She can always find the demand point at the first time, and then introduce the benefits of the product and the various advantages of green plants. She comes at her fingertips, and when she speaks, she compares them with small plants.

The speech is pleasant, the introduction is also professional, really has a set.

She quickly collected the money, and when she put the money into the bag, Tang Shi was jumping like a little squirrel getting pine nuts, that kind of happiness seemed very real, without any falsehood.

Seeing her idle, Song Ci walked over.

"Mr. Tang, business is booming!"

Tang Shi looked at him and smiled. It was the second time we met, and there was no overly alienation like the first time. Instead, he was amused by Song Ci's words.

Pointing to her own stall, Tang Shi replied: "I'm the one who runs a street stall, Mr. Tang, if you dare to shout, I dare not agree."

Noticing that Song Ci was carrying vegetables, pots and pans, and an induction cooker, she asked, "Mr. Song, are you ready to fire?"

Nodding, Song Ci shook the dish: "Eat by yourself to save money and stay healthy. I won't disturb your business. Mr. Tang, you should do your work first!"

The guest came again at an inopportune time, Song Ci left first wisely, Tang Shi nodded, and began to devote himself to the big business of making money.

For her, making money is the most important thing, and everything else is irrelevant.

Every time she collects money, she will show the happy expression that Song Ci saw. When she is free, she will take the mobile phone to see how much money is in the emptied change, count the money in the bag, Just work harder.

When the goods are finished, they will immediately go back to the yard to move the goods, and then continue to sell. The unique voice can often attract more customers.

yard.

In Song Ci's small kitchen, the induction cooker and pots and utensils have been set up and washed several times.

"Let me see, cut the meat, then put some starch, put the egg white, how to put the egg white?" Looking at the egg in doubt, Song Ci remembered that breaking the egg shell means that the egg white and egg yolk are together, can they still be separated?

After touching the phone, Song Ci checked and found that they could be separated.

"Egg whites and yolks can be separated. What in this world cannot be separated?" While muttering to himself, Song Ci knocked on the edge of the bowl with the egg.

Holding the egg suspiciously, looking at the broken bowl, Song Ci took a deep breath.

All the best!

In the end, he didn't separate the egg whites, but put the eggs in together. After stirring for a while, Song Ci began to cut the green peppers. Although it took a lot of time, it looked good.

Prepare some ginger, garlic and green onion, and you can start cooking.

After flicking the switch of the induction cooker, putting in the freshly bought vegetable oil, Song Ci was wearing an apron, touching his chin, thinking about what the oil temperature should be.

how hot is that

Biting his lip, Song Ci felt that he was really stupid. He estimated that it was almost the same, so he took off the meat, mixed fresh meat into the sizzling hot oil, and the hot oil splashed scalded him several times.

While grinning and stirring, he was thinking about how long it would take to fry until it was fully ripe, Ma De, he couldn't estimate it at all.

When the meat was taken out, Song Ci turned it over with chopsticks, and felt that it was almost the same, and then began to add spices, green peppers, and when they finally mixed together, the aroma began to come out.

"Hey, this taste is right, really fragrant!" Song Ci took the seasoning, cut a corner, and began to estimate how much salt to put, carefully poured a little on the spatula, and poured it again when he felt it was not enough. some.

Stir fry, stir fry!
Confused!

Wocao, muddled!
When the burnt smell was blown outside by the range fume fan, Tang Shi happened to be holding a green plant in the yard. When she smelled the burnt smell, Tang Shi suppressed a smile and looked at Song Ci's rental house.

There are big and small bags, I thought he could cook, but it turned out to be nothing, this taste is shredded pork with green peppers, right?This can all be fried, and I can't take it.

After leaving the yard, Tang Shi couldn't help laughing, as if she didn't even know how to cook, it was an incomprehensible thing for her.

After laughing enough, I started to place small green plants, and I was still muttering: "I can't even cook, what kind of pampering is this family?"

But when she saw Song Ci for the first time, she felt that Song Ci was polite, at least polite, and not the kind who looked at people with burning eyes.

He looks a bit gentle, but he can tell that he has a strong physique, speaks in a catchy rhythm, and smiles brightly. He should be an extroverted boy.

Unexpectedly, Song Ci could not even cook simple meals.

Two hours later, it was already eleven o'clock, and Tang Shi saw Song Ci going out.

When passing by the small stall of Tang poetry, Song Ci had an embarrassment on his face, a little uncomfortable, and a little bit embarrassed.

It was only after he got out of the yard that he realized that he could smell the paste, which Tang Shi must have known.

"I went to buy some dinner. It was my first time cooking, and I failed. All the ingredients were cleaned up." Song Ci expressed the sadness of these two hours in a joking tone.

There is no rice left, and if a dish is not cooked well, either it cannot be eaten, or it cannot be eaten.

"Pfft!"

Tang Shi couldn't hold back at all, and burst out laughing all of a sudden, feeling impolite, so she covered her mouth again.

Song Ci didn't think it was too embarrassing at first, even if it was embarrassing, throw it away, laugh as long as you laugh, Song Ci waited for her to laugh enough.

I said this on purpose just to bring the distance and the topic closer.

"I'm sorry, I'm a bit of a low-spirited person. I couldn't help but laughed. I didn't mean to laugh at you." Tang Shi explained.

Simply thinking it was funny, not ridiculed, Tang Shi felt somewhat sympathetic.

Boys should not learn what women are good at!
Nodding, Song Ci nodded: "It's okay, I also think it's quite funny, it's really the first time I do it, I don't understand anything."

Bad experience.

I was in a hurry, wasted my time and energy, and couldn't do a thing well, so I felt very frustrated.

Right now, Tang Shi doesn't have much business anymore, so it doesn't hinder their chatting. Song Ci pointed to the noodle restaurant in front of him: "Have you eaten yet? I'll bring you one too!"

Facing the smiling Song Ci, who was harmless to humans and animals, Tang Shi thought about it, and took out a 20 yuan piece from his pocket, and handed it to Song Ci: "I was too rude just now, so I treat guests as an apology."

so polite?

Beauty, you are such a good person, can you teach me?

After receiving the money, Song Ci turned his head: "Apologizing is a serious matter. I will treat you to milk tea next time. It is a courtesy."

Before Tang Shi could say anything to refuse, Song Ci went to buy food.

Don't even think about it, there is no chance.

On the way, Song Ci suddenly felt that his failure to cook today was not entirely a bad thing. At least, he got acquainted with Tang Shi a lot through this conversation.

There is a process to get to know a person, but you have to take the initiative to get involved in this process. This is what a friend told him, and Song Ci thinks it makes sense.

Some people find it easy to flirt with girls, while others find it difficult. Song Ci is the latter.

He is a rough man, often a little reckless.

When he came back with the packaged noodles, Song Ci handed Tang Shi a bowl, and he held a bowl for himself, squatting half a meter away from her, and sipped the noodles together.

Suck!

When Tang Shi ate, she was quite heroic. A bowl of very ordinary noodles, in her hands, was like some delicacy, delicious.

Taking big mouthfuls, with his eyes in the bowl, Song Ci's eyes were wide open by eating seriously.

After the powder was finished, there was nothing left in the bowl except the soup, and she ate it all up.

Tang Shi took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Song Ci. Tang Shi looked at the elegant Song Ci, and said, "Try the big mouthful of noodles, it tastes better when you eat it."

is it?

Song Ci tried it, and it was really good. After a few bites, Song Ci threw away the trash and helped her take the green plants back into the yard.

Bending down, holding both sides of the frame, Song Ci pushed hard, the frame moved a bit, and then fell down.

Song Ci:? ?

Try it again, but it still doesn't work, Tang Shi smiled and took it: "Let me do it, you are not used to this."

Song Ci: "..."

As if I heard the sentence: Can you do it, little dog!

Tang Shidu has already moved his things away, and it seems that it is not difficult.

Such a big frame is really powerful!
"Mr. Tang, your business is good, and you have sold so much." Song Ci was a little surprised seeing the many vacant green plants. No wonder Tang Shi's pockets were bulging.

Tang Shi said modestly that it was all about earning some hard money, and then she secretly put her pocket back a little.

Noticing her small movements, Song Ci couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

"Can I choose two pots?" Song Ci asked him.

Tang Shi looked at him, but didn't answer immediately. After thinking for a while, she nodded: "I'll give you the cost price!"

Expressions don't lie, Song Ci can really tell that she chose the cost price between giving it or not.

　Ahem, I just finished my work, you know.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)