four and a half year old farm family pet

Chapter 475 Uncle Bao

Qi Zhongbo had no idea that he was being used as a weapon by a little girl again today. He was sitting in the school and sneezing while attending class, showing signs of catching the cold.

Yuan Bao's words here caused quite a commotion, "Little girl, you can't be joking. How could Master Juren eat such vulgar and stinky food?"

After hearing this, Yuan Bao became unhappy, threw down the rag, pinched his waist and retorted, "Every petal of ten thousand flowers is different, not to mention each family's recipe for delicacies?

The characteristic of our stinky noodles is that they smell bad and taste delicious. I guarantee that if you eat it once, you will want to eat it every day!
I saw the signboard of my house, but it was written by Chief Qi Shan personally, saying that he would come to our Smelly Noodle Shop every day from now on! "

"Anyway, if it is true or not, please come and support us when our Golden Baby Smelly Noodle Shop opens in three days. You will know with your own eyes!"

Yuan Bao took advantage of Qi Zhongbo's influence in Lanzhou to attract a lot of attention to the noodle shop. After doing some publicity, he went to the grocery store to pick out some large bowls of noodles, as well as some chopsticks and a few mouthfuls for boiling the snails. I asked the waiter at the grocery store to help bring the big pot of soup back to the noodle shop.

"Oh, you girl, why are you spending so much money? Didn't we tell you to use the old pot at home to make soup..." Bao Juhua looked at the pile of pots and pans, feeling anxious.

Yuanbao waved his hand: "Sister-in-law, our family doesn't have separate houses. Everyone spends the same money. Besides, as I said, I own [-]% of the Shouxiang Noodle House. I am considered the big boss. Adding things to the store is also for I’ll add it myself.”

Besides, these pots, pans, and chopsticks cost less than five taels of silver in total, which was just a drop in the bucket for her with a small treasury.

Yuan Bao didn't want to worry about these things, so he accompanied Bao Juhua to wash the dishes and chopsticks, rinse them with boiling water to remove the invisible dirt, and then locked the door and went home.

When I got home, Bao Juhua's mother's family came. According to seniority, Yuanbao also had to take care of Bao Juhua's mother's family, and said "uncle" on her feet. So when she saw the person, Yuanbao immediately felt blessed and called her "uncle". mother.

"Hey, Yuanbao is good, sister. I thought you would come back very late today. Well, what about that? The things you and your brother-in-law asked me to do before are done. Everything is in the bucket in the courtyard. Look. look?"

Bao Juhua's younger brother Bao Yang scratched his head nervously and pointed to a few buckets in the yard, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Why is he uncomfortable? He is afraid of causing trouble to his sister.

He left the big job of collecting snails to his parents' family, which was nothing more than putting money-making opportunities into their parents' hands. He was worried that Miao and Jin Zhong would secretly blame his sister, saying that her sister moved her husband's things to support her parents' family. …

From noon to now, Bao Yang was on pins and needles, fearing that Mr. Miao would give him a bad look.

Now that my sister is back, I quickly explain the work clearly.

Yuanbao jumped up to the bucket in the yard, reached in and fished out several lucky snails.

"Uncle Bao, this is called a lucky snail. Eating it will be bad for people's health. So when you collect the snails in the future, you should pay attention to distinguish them. You can't have this kind of lucky snail, or something will happen!"

Bao Yang glanced at his sister.Bao Juhua said with a smile, "Yuanbao knows these things better than us adults. Just listen to her, it's correct."

Bao Yang Xiaoji nodded like he was pecking at rice, "Okay, Yuanbao, whatever you say is what you want, Shui Leng, don't touch it, I, I'll pick out the lucky snails..."

(End of this chapter)