Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 124
The honest uncle was overjoyed, two yuan for a penny?

Two yuan can make a meal for the whole day, worth it!
Everyone heard that the price is not expensive, but unfortunately there is only a small earthen pot of red squares, which is not enough to sell.

Now only Qingfang is left, everyone is full of curiosity, everyone spends a penny and eats two yuan, and when the taste is in their hearts, they warmly raise their thumbs up.

Many common people remembered Han Qing's small stall and said one after another: When the fermented bean curd is ready in the future, I must leave a portion for them.

Han Qing was delighted and nodded in agreement.

The fermented bean curd was just marinated a few days ago, and it will be three or four days before it is marinated. It seems that she needs to marinate more.

Because of the delay in selling fermented bean curd, Han Qing repeatedly apologized to Zhang Tiezhu: "Brother Tie Zhu, I kept you waiting for a long time, but I wasted a lot of time."

"It's okay, Qing'er, every time you make food, you will send it to my house. I'm going to feel embarrassed, I can't get cheap, and I can't even help with small favors."

Zhang Tiezhu scratched his head again and said, "Xiangyun has always felt her mouth is a little watery these days, and she only eats a few mouthfuls when mixed with fermented bean curd."

Han Qing said again: "I've been looking at Xiangyun for the past few days, but I don't look very well, but what's wrong?"

"Tie Zhu, Xiangyun has been lethargic lately, has a bad appetite and always wants to vomit?" Mrs. Liu suddenly asked aside.

When Zhang Tiezhu heard it, he immediately became serious, "Isn't it? I couldn't eat it, and I just vomited it up after eating it. I was planning to let Mrs. Zhang go and have a look."

"Ouch!"

Mrs. Zhang laughed and clapped her hands together: "I'm afraid you are going to be a father!"

Mrs. Liu also chuckled: "Go back and ask a doctor to take a look, Xiangyun is probably a healthy person."

"Really?"

Zhang Tiezhu's eyes were excited, and his hands were trembling with excitement, he didn't know where to put them.

He and Xiangyun were married for more than half a year, but he had been looking forward to a child for a long time, now he heard that his wife might be happy, so he hurried back in the ox cart.

Although there was a delay in the morning, Zhang Tiezhu drove much faster than before, and the time when he arrived home was almost the same as before.

At this time, a man was sitting in the small courtyard of the Lin family, and there were a lot of wood, carving knives, and chisels on the ground.

The man was in a light gray gown, with long hair tied on his head, holding a small saw in his hand, and his serious and handsome appearance made people fascinated.

Looking at the messy ground, Mrs. Zhang joked, "Third brother, you have been thinking about it for a few days. Do you want to change your career to become a carpenter?"

Lin Youtian nodded slightly, without saying much, and shifted his gaze to Han Qing.

Han Qing approached, squatted halfway beside him, took out an oiled paper bag, took out a piece of pastry from it, and put it into Lin Youtian's mouth.

Zhang's and Liu's faces flushed, and they went to the backyard without looking at the crooked two.

"Look, the two sister-in-laws have been scared away by you." Lin Youtian swallowed the soft pastry with a smile on his face.

Han Qing chuckled: "Is it delicious? Leave these for Yunhai and the others to eat when they come back. Parents are old and can't eat too much sweets, so I bought some shortbread."

"Have you eaten?" He said, gently smoothing her slightly messy hair with his big hand.

With a sudden touch of the head to kill, Han Qing's heart was full of joy, and she said softly, "I have tasted it on the way back."

She was reluctant to buy it on weekdays, but today the stinky tofu was selling well, so she bought less and rewarded herself.

Han Qing moved a bench with a smile and sat beside Lin Youtian, when she suddenly found a delicate cabinet.

In ancient times, there were no fixed appliances such as nails and glue. The combination of wood was completely dependent on tenon and tenon, all kinds of exquisite composite structures.

She was surprised: "You did this?"

(End of this chapter)