80s: Daughter-in-law Is Sweet and Sassy (My 80's Wife Is Sweet And Cool)

As soon as the guy ran out of the alley, the two aunts smiled slyly and asked each other: "How much will the pretty girl give you?"

"Fifty yuan, quite generous."

"I also have fifty yuan, which is enough for a month's groceries."

The two aunts were very satisfied. They could earn fifty yuan for free just by saying a few empty words and not doing anything harmful. Only fools would not do it.

"I'm buying meat, do you want to go?"

"Go, I want some stew for my old man to eat tonight."

The two aunts went home, took the vegetable baskets, and went out from the other end of the alley. They made fifty yuan, so they had to make a bowl of braised pork to celebrate.

Chu Qiao and Gu Ye turned out from the other side. Everything was as expected by Chu Peng. Even the aunt's behavior was expected by Chu Peng.

"Xiao Peng is as if he has clairvoyance. It's all up to him." Gu Ye sighed with emotion.

This is the power of knowledge, right?

No wonder the old man used to say that the more you study, the more you can make a lot of money. In ancient times, if you passed the top exam, you could become an official, and you would be a prefect in three years, and you would get a hundred thousand snowflakes. What the old man said was right, and he was not lying.

Chu Qiao was also very impressed. She finally understood that Brother Gou's success in his previous life was definitely not an accident. Brother Gou's brain was like a computer. It counted everything, so how could he fail?

"What are you doing later?" Chu Qiao asked.

"Xiao Peng said to wait and see what happens." Gu Ye smiled mysteriously. Zhuge's brother-in-law had already taught him, so just stay on the sidelines.

Chu Qiao curled her lips, standing quite bored. She smelled the aroma of the noodles and suddenly became greedy. She followed the aroma and found the small alley. The alleys in Shanghai were like spider webs. There were countless small alleys in the alleys. Interspersed among them, even locals may get lost.

It's a tiger paw shop. The local snack in Shanghai is actually very ordinary baked bread, but it's shaped like a tiger's paw. It's baked golden and has the smell of baked pastries. When Chu Qiao first came to Shanghai, Chu Yuanzhi gave him She had bought it, and the taste was honestly not to her liking. It was dry and tasteless, but many local children liked to eat it. Perhaps it was because of the shape of the tiger's paw. Children all like to eat animal-shaped snacks.

In a few years, there will not be many shops making this kind of dim sum, and it has become a childhood memory for many people in Shanghai. It is quite difficult to eat authentic tiger claws.

Next door to the Tiger Foot and Claws shop is the Laohu Zao shop, with white steam curling up and a row of faucets. From time to time, someone will come with a hot water bottle to turn on the water. The Laohu Zao shop is also a major feature of the alleys in Shanghai, selling boiled water.

Because housing in Shanghai is tight and resources are even tighter, coal cakes are in limited supply. Many people are reluctant to use the limited coal cakes to boil water. But in winter, boiling water is definitely needed to wash your face and feet, eat and drink, and the tiger stove is very convenient. It costs one or two cents to get a pot of boiling water, which is very convenient.

Chu Qiao felt a little melancholy. Such old alleys would become fewer and fewer or even disappear in the future. Many children in Shanghai may not know what Laohu Zao is for.

"How much does a tiger claw cost?" Chu Qiao became interested and wanted to buy one to have a taste.

"Five cents."

"Here comes one."

"okay."

The boss took a piece of paper, wrapped a tiger's paw, and handed it over. Chu Qiao smelled it. It was fragrant, golden, and looked quite appetizing.

She broke off a small piece and chewed it slowly. The aroma of the noodles filled her mouth. The more she chewed, the sweeter it became. It was still quite delicious. Maybe she had eaten it after a few decades. When she tasted it now, Chu Qiao felt that it had a different flavor.

However, she couldn't finish such a big one, so she gave a large portion to Gu Ye. The two of them each held half of a tiger paw, guarding the entrance of the alley while the dog furtively observed Zeng Guoqiang's shop opposite.

The Taoist priest was invited to the store by the waiter and shouted excitedly: "Boss, this immortal is very powerful, let him show you!"

Zeng Guoqiang opened his eyes and saw this down-and-out Taoist priest dressed like a beggar. He became angry and glared fiercely, "What a bullshit, get out of here!"

This kind of dilettante who looks like he won't get along well at first glance. Those capable monks are all prosperous and their cassocks are inlaid with gold threads. This Taoist priest who is even more miserable than a beggar, if he has the ability, can he become such a poor person?

The Taoist priest calmly stared at Zeng Guoqiang for a while, and suddenly said loudly: "It's not good, it's not good, Comrade, your hall is black, there will be a bloody disaster, within three days, definitely not within three days!" "

After saying that, he turned around and left, very decisively, and walked very fast, as if he was afraid of getting into bad luck.

The guy was dumbfounded. Should he leave or stay?

Zeng Guoqiang was shocked and his whole body became cold. In less than three days... could he only live for three days?

Thinking of the words in blood that appeared inexplicably at night, the strange words on the wedding eggs, and the lights at home that were on and off, Zeng Guoqiang couldn't help but feel that the room was like an ice cellar, with a sinister wind blowing from all directions. There seems to be a brother's howl...

"Boss, what's wrong with you?" The boy's voice trembled. He didn't dare to approach Zeng Guoqiang. He was afraid of getting into bad luck. He hadn't married yet.

"Call...call the immortal master back...quickly...call him back!"

Zeng Guoqiang's voice trembled. This beggar-like Taoist priest could tell at a glance that he was suffering from a bloody disaster. He was definitely not an ordinary person. He might actually be a deity from heaven.

"Oh...I'll call you right away!"

The guy ran out in a flash, but the Taoist priest was already far away. He ran over to stop him. When the Taoist priest saw him, his expression changed and he waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't look for me. I'm a poor Taoist who has limited abilities and can't help that comrade. He wants to eat." You can eat whatever you want, and do whatever you want, the King of Hell will let you go in three nights, and you won’t be able to stay until five o’clock!”

"Immortal, please help me, I will certainly reward you with a lot of money!" the waiter begged.

"If you have money and no life to spend it, don't look for me!"

The Taoist priest was indifferent and refused to live or die. Zeng Guoqiang had already come out and took two and three steps. Seeing the Taoist priest like this, he had no doubts in his heart. He stepped forward and was about to kowtow. The Taoist priest supported him and said, "No!"

"Please help me!" Zeng Guoqiang's eyes turned red.

The man didn't shed tears lightly, just because it wasn't time to die.

The Taoist priest hesitated for a long time. Zeng Guoqiang and his assistant kept begging and promising a lot of money. He gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind, "Well, it is also my fate with you. I have spent half my life cultivating to eliminate this disaster for you." Bar!"

"Thank you so much, Immortal, I will definitely thank you deeply!" Zeng Guoqiang was overjoyed.

So, Chu Qiao and Gu Ye just watched Zeng Guoqiang, as if supporting their ancestors, and respectfully invited the Taoist priest to enter the store. After a while, Zeng Guoqiang and the Taoist priest came out again and walked towards the alley where he lived. .

Chu Qiao poked her man, "Do you want to follow?"

"Xiaopeng said that when Zeng Guoqiang comes to visit, he will cry and beg for repayment," Gu Ye said.

Chu Qiao was a little doubtful. Is Zeng Guoqiang so easy to coax?