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

Chapter 464 Joe Four
Chen Rou listened carefully at first, but she couldn't help laughing when she heard that her ancestors raised chickens. She thought of her cousin who went to make a little money in modern times and put cell phone film on the street. The sign on it was The 300-year-old secret recipe was handed down by her ancestors, and she was almost sprayed to death, but the business was really good at that time, earning hundreds of dollars a day, but since then, she has lost immunity to the word "ancestral" or "ancestor".

Chen Rou suddenly laughed, and the waiter in the shop thought he was wrong, so he asked. "Little lady, do you think there is something wrong?"

Chen Rou quickly shook her head, "No, no, I think of some fun things."

Only then did the waiter feel relieved, and after the introduction, he left, and before taking two steps, he came back and said to the two of them. "Also, our Mu Yun's cook was also invited by the capital, you two enjoy it slowly."

With food as the sky, Chen Rou was also surprised. The cook from the capital, in the eyes of everyone, has seen the world, and the food is close to the taste of the palace. As for whether it is true or not, no one knows.

From the very beginning, Shen Zhuo tore a piece of chicken leg and gave it to Chen Rou, stuffed her bowl full, and then began to look after herself.

"Brother Zhuo, don't eat it first, let me see how much worse the cook of this family is compared to you." Chen Rou smiled at Shen Zhuo, then picked up the chicken leg and took a bite. "It's not bad, I won't feel tired, but it's still worse than Brother Zhuo."

Chen Rou puffed her cheeks, said while eating, Shen Zhuo only started to eat when she saw her eating, but his face changed after just one bite.

Chen Rou was immersed in the food, so she didn't notice it. Shen Zhuo looked at the dishes on the table, and his face was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

Suddenly, Shen Zhuo stood up, and before Chen Rou could stop him, Mu Yun let out a burst of sighs. The sound started from the door and spread throughout Mu Yun.

With the chicken stuck in her mouth, Chen Rou wanted to pull Shen Zhuo's hand and ask what was going on, but Shen Zhuo had already gone to the shop waiter.

The large and small voices in Mu Yun reached her ears, and she gradually heard them clearly.

"Young Master Qiao, he will come."

"No way, I heard that she was ill a few days ago, why did she come out again now?"

"No way, the fourth son of Joe is too responsible. He handles all the big and small things in the family by himself."

"The prime minister is so lucky..."

Chen Rou frowned, Fourth Young Master Qiao, the things in the house, Mu Yun belonged to him?

Looking up, Chen Rou saw a man wearing a blue brocade gown. No, my lord, he was very young, but his body looked thin. Maybe it was because they said he was sick, and his face looked the same at the moment. Pale, but with a tinge of pink on the cheeks.

This is Chen Rou's first impression of Qiao Si as a sickly person.

When Chen Rou was observing Qiao Si, Qiao Si was also observing her. Shang Li's drawings, he tried his best to realize that they were drawn by an inconspicuous little doll in front of him. It's too obvious that the baby gave money, so he wouldn't know.

Qiao Si stepped forward, deliberately stopped in front of Chen Rou, and then took out the handkerchief he carried with him from his waist.

"Wipe it, the corners of your mouth are dirty."

The corner of Qiao Si's mouth was smiling, like the warm spring breeze in spring, Chen Rou somehow compared him with Shang Li.

When Shang Li smiles, he also gives people warmth, but his warmth is to warm the surrounding environment, while this Qiao Si is warming people's hearts.

(End of this chapter)