Let You Host The Specialty Class, How Come You Have Become A Scholar?

Yan Mao shouted very hard, which really attracted the attention of many people.

After all, Yan Mao grew up in a vegetable market when he was a child. At that time, his father was not the boss of a private enterprise, but a butcher in a pork stall. He was selling pork every day. Yan Mao knew very well. I have to remember that in the first and second grades, he basically did his homework at the booth every day, and it can be said that he was used to hearing all kinds of shouts.

How could a child who grew up in a vegetable market not shout?

Not only will he shout, but his small mouth is sweet.

Especially when he encountered the other party bargaining, Yan Mao hurriedly said with a smile, "Sister, this is all dug manually, after a day of hard digging, it is to earn some food money, you see. People are kind-hearted...don't bargain for this small business, you should support me as a work-study student..."

Yan Mao's set is indeed quite useful, and more and more people gather at the booth.

"Don't be stunned! Come and help me pack!" Yan Mao hurriedly called out to Lin Yuyan, and as soon as he turned his head, he hurriedly responded to the guests with a smile.

Lin Yuyan didn't dare to delay, she quickly came to Yan Mao and helped.

But Yan Mao didn't panic at all, everything was orderly, and he seemed to be able to handle as many people as he could. Lin Yuyan was stunned when she saw it.

Good...so professional looking.

This is according to the past, selling a single day may not necessarily sell a bag of things, but today with the addition of Yan Mao, it was sold in half an hour, and the entire bag was emptied.

Because Lin Yuyan didn't have a mobile phone, Yan Mao took the initiative to take out his receipt code. Anyway, after the sale was finished, it wasn't too much.

After a busy day, I sold it for more than 400 yuan.

After this was settled, Lin Yuyan sorted out the cash she received. There were a total of one hundred and seventy-two, all of which were stuffed into Yan Mao, and whispered, "One and a half."

Yan Mao saw that Lin Yuyan lowered her head and handed over the money, but he took the money unceremoniously and said with a smile, "Okay, then one and a half, then today is our first time working together, and it was a great success. , why should we celebrate?"

"Let's go, let's go, Lin Zidong has been shouting for fried chicken and fries! It just so happened that I also made money today, let's go, let's go together! My treat, let's enjoy the fruits of today's labor!"

Lin Yuyan didn't say a word, she silently packed her things and stuffed them into the back basket. She was about to get up with the back bag on her back when Yan Mao grabbed it and said, "What are you doing with the back bag on your back? Just put it in the car! Let's go, Let's go celebrate together! Go back soon after celebrating!"

Regardless of whether Lin Yuyan agreed or not, Yan Mao took the backpack and shoved it into a nearby motorcycle, followed by a wave, and led Lin Zidong and Lin Qingyuan to a milk tea shop they had just passed by.

After getting along more, Yan Mao also knew how to deal with Lin Yuyan's weird temperament.

When it's time to be strong, you have to be stronger, and then the great truth will be suppressed indefinitely, and then use Lin Zidong and Lin Qingyuan as hostages... No, it should be an excuse.

Tried and tested.

Of course, the precondition is that Lin Yuyan's bottom line cannot be touched.

After a long time, Yan Mao knew that this set was the most effective for Lin Yuyan. As expected, just after he led Lin Zidong and Lin Qingyuan on the front foot, Lin Yuyan followed.

After a while, Yan Mao brought everyone to the door of a milk tea shop and ordered fried chicken and fries.

He doesn't really like eating these things, but it's okay to let the two children experience it.

In the end, after waiting for the fried chicken and fries, Lin Yuyan really didn't move at all, Yan Mao secretly gave Lin Qingyuan a wink, and the little girl Lin Qingyuan also understood it, and quickly took a fried chicken leg and handed it to Lin Yuyan, but Lin Yuyan put it on her face. He waved his hand and said you eat.

really...

Looking at this situation, Yan Mao knew that he had to do it again, and decisively took a fried chicken leg and placed it directly in front of Lin Yuyan, and began to reason.

As a partner, is it rude to me not to eat?

If you don't eat it, it will be wasted if you throw it away later. It is shameful to waste food!

and many more.

Barabara kept talking again, and the outline was on the line.

After talking about Lin Yuyan picking up the chicken thigh and eating it, Yan Mao closed his mouth with satisfaction.

That Lin Qingyuan looked at Yan Mao with a surprised expression, her small eyes full of admiration.

Yan Mao big brother is amazing!

Every time my sister doesn't eat, as long as Yan Mao's big brother is reasonable, she will eat obediently.

Yan Mao grinned at Lin Qingyuan and ate the fried chicken legs leisurely.

"Class Seven Traditional Arts Can Tell Reason"

The fried chicken and fries were eaten cleanly, and then Yan Mao said, "Everyone is here, let's go buy some fresh pork today! I want to eat braised pork and pork ribs soup!"

Then he led Lin Zidong and Lin Qingyuan to the meat stall again. Lin Yuyan had no choice but to follow.

Yan Mao's mouth never stopped along the way.

"It's very particular about choosing pork!"

"First of all, you have to be able to pick, feed pigs, local pigs, etc., that's all important..."

"It's also important to know where the meat is delicious. If you want to make braised pork..."

As soon as he talked about these Yan Mao, he talked freely, and teaching Lin Qingyuan to read and read was completely different.

Lin Qingyuan's eyes were full of admiration, and she was very cooperative, her little head was always on.

"Yan Mao big brother, you really know a lot!"

Lin Yuyan, who was following, secretly glanced at Yan Mao, her eyes curious and puzzled.

Lin Yuyan felt strange whether it was selling vegetables today or what Yan Mao said about how to choose pork.

Do the kids in the city know so much? ?

After walking around for a while, Yan Mao's footsteps finally stopped in front of a pork stall. When the owner saw the guests, he hurriedly asked Yan Mao what he wanted. The pig he just killed today was very fresh.

Yan Mao began to pick, what kind of meat he wanted, and where he wanted the ribs, and he told the boss clearly.

After all, he has been fascinated by these skills since he was a child.

When the boss heard it, he was amused, "Young man, you know it well! You are quite picky. Is there someone in your family who does this?"

Yan Mao smiled and didn't say a word. Instead, he saw that the boss was a little busy, and he had to greet guests while killing pork, and suddenly said boss, I think you are too busy alone! My knife skills are okay, I can help you get this pork, and then you can settle the account and make it cheaper for me, okay?

Isn't the boss nonsense when he hears this?

I waved my hand in a hurry and said forget it, don't delay my business.

I'm afraid you accidentally chop off your hand.