Traveling through the money-making life of a small peasant girl

Chapter 1147
Holding the contract of Na Hao's handprint in her hand, Chen Rou carefully put it away, Zhang Ping and Zhang Ping took the money earned during the day, Chen Rou didn't let Chen Rou take it away.

That is to say, from now on, the snack shop has nothing to do with them, and if they come in again, Chen Rou will just pounce on them with a broom.

"Brother, let's go!" Zhang Ping pulled Zhang An who was still looking inside.

"Brother, there are our things in it, why don't you want them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Rou, who went to the backyard, carried a few broken baskets, and the clothes in the baskets were all thrown out by Chen Rou.

"You break something for you, remember to keep your promise."

Chen Rou put her hands on her waist, as if Zhang An dared to take a step forward, she would be impolite.

Zhang Ping stared at Chen Rou for a while, and finally left resentfully.

As soon as the two of them left, San Wazi and Gou Wa surrounded Chen Rou.

"Auntie, why did you let them go? We should tell Uncle Zhuo to beat them up and eat dog food inside and out."

Sanwazi swears out the swearing words he heard from the vegetable market, which makes Chen Rou laugh out loud, while Gouwa beside him twitches his mouth and dares not say anything.

"Let's just wait for the enemy's movements. Maybe they will have to plant the fields for me when the summer harvest comes."

Chen Rou is in a good mood. Without Shen Zhuo's seasoning formula and her own monosodium glutamate, and the vegetables grown in their spring water, even if Zhang Ping opens a shop, it is just an extra hot pot restaurant. The taste is naturally Can't compare.

"What else are you two going to do? If you have nothing to do, let's go to the shop for a while, and at noon, my aunt will take you to eat delicious food."

She wants to eat the grilled wings that are eaten for heaven.

Back at the snack shop, Chen Rou took out the account book, and sat there to settle the accounts carefully. She calculated every sum clearly. Fortunately, Zhang Ping did not fiddle with the accounts. In fact, Zhang Ping did not She can't do it. She knows exactly how much copper she can sell for the vegetables she picks every day. After all, she also studies physics and mathematics.

In the middle of the account reconciliation, a few diners came, and Chen Rou cheaply gave them Mala Tang. In fact, no one came over at this time, and I didn’t know what Zhang Ping and Zhang An were thinking. For work, the really important meals are nothing more than morning and evening, and noon is optional, but they still have some food prepared for noon.

Chen Rou was just doing the final calculation when a burly man walked into the store. He was not tall, but his body was very strong. There were two bulging things on his chest, which were equivalent to the breasts of an E-cup woman. It was still spring, man. He only wore a mandarin jacket with his arms exposed, and when he moved, the fat on his chest shrugged and moved according to his rhythm, making people who watched panicked.

Sanwazi on the side looked at the man, then at himself, and couldn't help swallowing.

Sanwazi's family is a butcher, and her mother forcibly stuffed him with all kinds of things related to pigs since he was a child. He said that he is the fat baby of Liu Village. No one dares to say that he is the second, but even if it is him The tonnage of this kind is just for show in front of the man who comes in, probably not enough for a man's finger.

As soon as the man approached, Chen Rou stood up. "Is there anything you want? Or what do you want to eat?"

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat, I want to eat..."

(End of this chapter)