The god-fortune boss wears an early-dead female supporting role in the chronology

On the field ridge of Wujia Village, old man Wu was walking slowly with his hands behind his back. The cigarette in his mouth had burned to the end of the cigarette, but he didn't notice it at all, obviously he had something on his mind.

"father…"

A voice sounded, and it was Wu Chuanfu who came over.

Old man Wu woke up suddenly, and when he saw his son, he nodded and threw out his already extinguished eyes.

"How is it?" Wu Chuanfu stepped forward and asked.

Old man Wu sighed helplessly: "It has been confirmed, the battlefield will be built in Songjiaji..."

Wu Chuanfu was shocked: "How could this be? Didn't Mayor Liu intend to build it in our village before? Why did it give it to Song Jiaji?"

Old man Wu is also at a loss. He doesn't know what went wrong. Mayor Liu and Secretary Huang came to inspect the village before. It was built in Wujia Village, and I ate the vegetables they gave me afterwards, and my attitude has always been good.

At first, old man Wu thought that this matter was a certainty, but he never thought that Songjiaji would quietly start to build a battlefield. If someone hadn't informed him, he wouldn't have known about it.

Seeing that old man Wu didn't speak, Wu Chuanfu became anxious: "Father! You have to think of a way to do this. I can still be the factory manager when we build a battlefield in our village. Now I'm in Songjiaji, so I can't be the factory manager." Already!"

Old man Wu was troubled in his heart. Hearing this, he said angrily, "Shut up!"

The people in the village have already had a problem with him because of the battlefield. This kid still misses the factory director, and his position as village director will be lost.

Wu Chuanfu saw that his old man's face was ugly, so he knew it was useless to say anything now, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

"Let's go back first, I'll go to the township government tomorrow to ask about the situation!"

Old man Wu said coldly.

Wu Chuanfu was overjoyed when he heard the words: "Father is right, you have face in the township government. Isn't the Songjiaji just started to be built, and it's not impossible to replace it..."

Old man Wu nodded slightly, but he was still uneasy. This matter might not be easy to handle.

When the two returned home, they saw that Chen Cuilan had brought Wu Bin back. Seeing that the sun had not yet set, Old Man Wu frowned.

"Why did you come back so early? The buns are sold out?"

Old man Wu's voice was a little displeased. Now this is the best time to sell steamed stuffed buns. Why did it come back?

Chen Cuilan didn't speak, and Mrs. Wu, who had been in the back room, came out with a bad complexion.

"Sell a fart, I didn't sell a single bun, I brought all of them back, and threw them over the stove!"

Old man Wu was in a bad mood at first, but when he heard this, his blood surged and he yelled angrily, "Nonsense!"

"You were the ones who insisted on opening the steamed stuffed bun shop. I sold my face and spent all my money to finish the shop. You're going to quit on the third day?"

"It's okay if you don't do it, and return the thousands of dollars you rented the house to me!"

As soon as Wu Chuanfu heard this, he knew that the old man was really angry. He also glared at Chen Cuilan, and then glared at Wu Bin: "Did you do something? Why didn't you sell it?"

Wu Bin looked aggrieved: "What does it have to do with me?"

Granny Wu felt sorry for her grandson, she stepped forward to protect Wu Bin, then pointed at Chen Cuilan and scolded: "It's all your wife's fault, making steamed stuffed buns is so unpalatable, and there is no repeat customer. I said I will help, but I don't want me to. Now Alright, I can't do it anymore!"

Chen Cuilan was already angry, but she was even more aggrieved after being scolded by Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Wu: "Is this my fault? Isn't it because you went to the steamed stuffed bun shop that made a fuss about Chuanqin, and now people don't come to patronize us?" Well, Qiao Muyue, that dead girl, told everyone that our house was causing trouble, so that everyone listened to her, and now there is no one in the pedestrian street to buy buns, how can I continue to drive?"

Old man Wu frowned, because of this?He looked at Wu Bin, hoping that Wu Bin would tell the truth.

Wu Bin didn't want to get involved, so he pretended not to see his master's eyes.

The old lady Wu next to her immediately became angry: "Don't talk nonsense, I heard from Wu Min that your buns are not delicious, so the guests don't come, don't blame others for everything!"

Chen Cuilan's face was a little uneasy: "Who said that everyone has the same buns, and she, Wu Chuanqin, can taste better than me?"

Mrs. Wu snorted coldly, then walked in, and brought out a few buns: "This is from Wu Min. I found someone to secretly buy it from that damn girl's shop. I just reheated it..."

Everyone saw that the buns were neat in size, white in color and soft, and they were much better than Chen Cuilan's without eating. Chen Cuilan's buns had never been the same size, and the flour for making buns was reluctant to use good ones. Han eats nothing, how could the city people in the town like it, thinking about it this way also understands why the business is not good.

Chen Cuilan gritted her teeth. Wu Min, a dead girl, actually came back secretly to make a small report. She must teach her a good lesson later.

Old man Wu was also hungry, so he picked up a bun and ate it. After taking a bite, his eyes lit up immediately.

"good to eat!"

Wu Chuanfu and Wu Bin hadn't eaten it before, so they picked it up and took a bite. They were shocked at how delicious this bun was.

Chen Cuilan looked at the whole family devouring it, she was dissatisfied, she also picked up one and ate it, but after just one bite, she stopped talking, this bun is completely incomparable, anyone would buy this bun for the same price.

Old Man Wu ate a meat bun, then picked up a vegetable bun, and after just one bite, he was even more amazed. He thought that the meat bun was definitely the most delicious bun, but he didn’t expect this vegetable bun to be the most delicious. Vegetables and Mushroom Buns, but he felt that they were extraordinarily delicious. The vegetables were extremely sweet. He had grown vegetables all his life, but he had never eaten such delicious vegetables.

Seeing old man Wu like this, everyone hurriedly picked up a vegetable bag and ate it, and suddenly everyone fell silent.

Chen Cuilan's heart sank, how could she compete with Wu Chuanqin? No matter how thick-skinned she was, she would not dare to say that her steamed stuffed bun was better than this.

"How can it be so delicious?"

Wu Chuanfu couldn't believe it.

Old lady Wu's face was gloomy. She had already eaten several of them just now, so of course she knew how delicious it was. When she heard her son's words, she snorted coldly: "How can we not know this damn girl's craftsmanship? It's not that I don't cook, how could I have such a good craftsmanship, there must be a secret recipe..."

Mrs. Wu's words stunned everyone, and they all nodded. This explanation is very reasonable and the most likely. The buns are made in the same way, and the ingredients are so delicious. How could there be no secret recipe?