Huanxi Farm: Pick up a husband for farming

Chapter 55 Can't Help
Early in the morning is the time when the memory is at its best, and before approaching the academy, there was the sound of reading aloud, and Rong Wan couldn't help but whispered along with it.

"The way of university, in Ming Mingde..."

When the man explained, he was patient and serious, and what he said was as simple and understandable as possible. People could not help being gradually attracted by his description, and did not feel that learning was boring at all.

The so-called timidity of being close to the hometown, the shorter the distance from the academy, the more disturbed Rong Wan's heart is, not knowing what will happen in the future, if that person wants to show that he doesn't care at all, she will feel better in her heart , There will also be loss and hesitation, after all, because you don't care, you have no other thoughts.

"Miss Rong, are you here?"

Rong Wan wanted to speak out, and was almost startled by the sudden voice, she was relieved, only to realize that she had unconsciously walked into the middle of the academy, and the person who was speaking was the little book boy next to Wang Dong, concealing her slight disappointment in her heart, She smiled quietly.

"Qingye, it's you, why didn't you stay in the lecture hall?"

It is said that this Qingye was an orphan in the village back then, Wang Dong saw him pitiful, so he took him by his side, and wanted to teach him how to read sentences, but he didn't expect that this child didn't like reading, but liked the art of Qihuang, so Wang Dong taught him according to his aptitude, except Teach him to read and write, and let him learn from the pharmacy in Jiangcheng, so Qingye can be regarded as an incompetent little book boy.

"Mister told me to wait for you here, follow me to the study!"

Although Qingye was about the same age as Rong Qing, he always spoke in a rigid manner and didn't talk nonsense, so he took Rong Wan to the back yard, where Rong Wan usually studied with Wang Dong.

Thinking about it, it was Rong Qing who told Mr. that Mr. would have such an arrangement. Thinking about the relationship between them, Rong Wan collected all her beautiful thoughts, and followed Qingye to the backyard to start today's learning journey.

On Rong Wan's side, as Rong Shui expected, she put aside her other thoughts for the time being, while the Rong's Fried Chicken Shop continued to be busy on weekdays.

Because the queue in the morning was too long, at noon, the fried chicken that Rong Ming and Rong Shui prepared for the day was sold out.

Some diners who rushed to buy delicious food couldn't help but regret it.

"Miss Rongshui, is there really no extra fried chicken?"

This question has been asked by more than one person, and Rong Shui didn't want to spoil the fun, but the fact is so, she can only express her apology.

Therefore, many customers have made up their minds to queue up early tomorrow. It seems that the business of Rong's Fried Chicken Restaurant must continue to be very hot recently!

After all the guests had left, Rong Ming and Rong Shui finally breathed a sigh of relief. Of course they were happy that the business was good, but they would feel a little overwhelmed when it was over.

"Second sister, what happened to what you said earlier, I'm almost dying of curiosity, tell me quickly!"

Rong Ming finally had a chance to answer the question in his mind, and quickly asked the previous question again.

His elder brother, Monk Zhang Er, was puzzled, so Rong Shui naturally wanted to answer his doubts, but well, before the answer was revealed, he still had to sue and sue.

"I won't tell you first, you go and look at the oiled paper handle over there."

Not knowing what his eccentric second sister was planning, Rong Ming's curiosity became more and more vigorous, and as Rong Shui said, he picked up a small stack of greased paper next to him and checked.

"Hey, what's going on here? When did these papers have so many tricks?"

Rong Ming exclaimed in amazement, it turned out that he saw small and exquisite red numbers on the corners of the once inconspicuous oil paper, each group of ten, marked from one to ten, clearly and clearly.

What's more special is that some oil papers have delicate patterns of flowers. When you look closely, there are indeed lifelike chrysanthemums, plum blossoms, and begonias on the paper.

A few days ago, these oil papers were still inconspicuous wrapping papers, but now they have been processed and have become pieces of art.

Rong Ming's stunned look really satisfied Rong Shui. This is the effect she wants. In the future, she will make Rong's Fried Chicken a brand, and the chain stores will flourish and spread all over the country. Therefore, from the raw materials, condiments, and packaging paper, all must be unique, so that those counterfeit products have nowhere to go!

This trick, Rongshui learned from her previous life to counterfeit and shoddy trademarks, now she can't make a trademark, but it doesn't prevent her from imitating this effect, as long as this model is carried out, even if there is any Luo's fried chicken, Li They are not afraid of home fried chicken, Zhao's fried chicken and so on.

"I found someone to process this. With these things in the future, no one will be able to easily imitate our fried chicken."

Rong Shui said confidently, Seeing this, Rong Ming is also full of confidence. He is honest, and he has devoted incomparable sincerity to this career that can be used to his advantage. If there are no other fakes in his own fried chicken, of course he Very happy.

Trying to touch those bright red marks with his hands, Rong Ming found that no matter how much he scribbled with his fingers, the marks remained unchanged. other issues.

"Second Sister, how did you get this thing? If it comes in contact with food, will there be any problems if people eat it?"

Rong Ming asked worriedly, his brows were tightly wrinkled as he thought of some possible sad scenes, and his brows did not relax at all.

"Brother, you are right!"

Regarding Rong Ming's worries, Rong Shui first expressed his affirmation. It seems that her elder brother really eats this bowl of food. If it was left in the previous life, he would also be a conscientious seller!
"It's because what we sell is food. I have people use food ingredients to put these things on the shelves. There is absolutely no problem!"

If it weren't for the fact that his elder brother couldn't understand those words, Rong Shui would have uttered the famous advertising slogan in his previous life, "No pollution, no additives, organic food, you deserve it." To incarnate a hundred thousand whys.

What Rong Ming didn't tell was that these things were all prepared by Junli, and Junli asked the glamorous uncle Gu Chang'an who almost fell in love with his elder brother to make them. The interim process was too long, Rong Shui still decided to tell Rong Ming the result directly.

"Brother, don't admire me too much. I'm just providing ideas. The person who actually implements it is Mr. Li. Our fried chicken shop has him as a shareholder. Naturally, he must contribute to these things!"

What Rong Shui said was reasonable, and she really felt awkward when she said the words of Mr. Li, which is quite like a girl's boudoir. At the same time, she was glad in her heart that now she is only a nine-year-old girl, and there are still many years before she is released from the court. Where she is now, the requirements for women are not so strict, otherwise she wouldn't even have a place to cry.

"Then we will have a better attitude towards Mr. Li in the future. He has helped us a lot. We must know how to be grateful and repay him with gratitude."

Rong Mingke took what Rong Shui said seriously, and he also felt that the next time he saw Junli, it would be better to be more polite.

"Haha, brother, you are too serious, treat him as normal..."

"Then how do you treat me normally? What about being abnormal?"

Before Rong Shui finished speaking, he was interrupted by a sudden voice.

It turned out that it was Junli who couldn't hold back his emotions. Since his visit to Rong's house in the morning was fruitless, and he went back to study with Mr. Ju, he was a little distracted. He wished to fly down the mountain earlier and see Rongshui with his own eyes, so that he could feel at ease.

Coincidentally, Mr. Ju also made an appointment with Zhan Kezhen to talk about the matter today, and turned a blind eye to Jun's absent-minded state, but he has quietly made a note for him in his heart, and Jun will leave tomorrow. Not so lucky.

Unaware of his bad luck tomorrow, Jun Li dragged Duan Xiangrui to the Rongjia Zha Fried Chicken Restaurant when it was time to rest at noon. As soon as he came in, he heard the little girl's remarks, so he had to interject.

"Miss Rongshui! Master Ming!"

Duan Xiangrui, who was following behind, did not regard himself as a guest like his master, he greeted Rongshui and Rongming with insight.

"Well, hello Master Duan!"

Rong Shui responded kindly and politely, while Rong Ming smiled honestly. He was a bit stupid, and when he couldn't speak, he still told Rong Shui before, as long as he could laugh, it would be fine.

"Little girl, you haven't answered me yet?"

Seeing that Rong Shui ignored him, Jun Li was not happy.

"It's normal to ignore you now, it's not normal, that is, ahem..."

As he spoke, Rong Shui cleared his throat vigorously, squeezed his throat deliberately, and said a few words.

"Young Master Li is here. Shexia is really luxuriant. You sit down first. If you want to eat or drink, I will prepare something for you..."

Except that Rong Shui is still serious now, he doesn't use his hands and feet, and uses gestures, but this is enough to make Junli blush, and the only two listeners, Duan Xiangrui and Rong Ming, are even more blushing, afraid of Junli angry.

"Okay, you'd better be normal, it's too much for you to be abnormal!"

Junli's complexion was not good, but because he was facing the little girl, his tone was not as blunt as before when he was angry. Duan Xiangrui, who knew him very well, was even more surprised by Rongshui's influence on Junli.

However, Rong Shui didn't appreciate it, he "hummed" out of his nose, it seemed that he didn't take Jun Li's thoughtfulness seriously at all.

"By the way, there is something I need to discuss with you!"

Thinking about the business, Rong Shui didn't say anything else, and motioned Jun Li to follow her to the backyard.

"What's the matter with you? Little girl, you have troubled me a lot this day, and you should cook me more delicious food in the future."

Having said that, the expression on Jun Li's face was full of joy, and he followed Rong Shui to the back without hesitation.

The sound of Rongshui came from afar.

"Yes, yes, you have worked so hard, I will remember it in my heart, and you are absolutely indispensable."

Duan Xiangrui was really eye-opening seeing his master being so worthless and being eaten to death by the little girl of the Rong family.

That's right, one of them is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, so he should work with the boss of the Rong family.

(End of this chapter)