Xianyu's leisurely life through books

Chapter 92

Everyone took a deep breath.

These two are poisonous, right?
Gao hopped: "What are you bragging about? Where did you guys come from with gold on your face?"

Pei Xiaoxiao smiled slightly: "Well, we don't have it on our face, but we have it on our hands."

As he spoke, he reached out and took out a few banknotes from Song Yu's arms, waved them in front of Gao Shi's eyes, and stuffed them into the man's arms with his backhand.

Not without regret, she said: "Hey! Originally, the money had a chance to be put in the pocket of a scholar. Sure enough, my family, Song Yu, was lucky."

Everyone: "..."

The villagers stared.

"Is that a bank note?"

"What's the denomination, who can read it? Tell me!"

Many people's eyes shone with shrewdness, thinking that they would have to build a good relationship with Pei Xiaoxiao in the future.

Even if they are as good as the Jia family or the Hua family, they can still be ranked first in the village!
Thinking about it, everyone unconsciously came out with flattering words.

Gao's face turned blue and pale: "It must be paper!"

Pei Xiaoxiao hypocritically echoed her: "Yes, it's paper, are you satisfied?"

Someone in the crowd burst out laughing.

"Ms. Gao is so sour, you're going to regret it now, don't you?"

"It's strange that such a cash cow was pushed to Lao Song's house by their mother and son."

"On the contrary, it's Song Yu's house. Smoke is rising from the ancestral grave, and all the boys and girls in the family can go to school."

"People who have been on the battlefield are knowledgeable, and they all thought that he had picked up a troublemaker, but they didn't expect to hold a cash cow."

Gao's face couldn't hold back when he heard this, and he said bitterly: "Show your wealth in public, one day you will cry, and I will wait to see your home being ransacked!"

Pei Xiaoxiao sneered: "There's a big knife with a handle that has licked blood all year round under our bed, whoever wants to die is welcome! I think it's his stiff neck or the sharpness of my Song Yu's knife!"

Is the wealth revealed?

It's the happiest moment to be angry.

Song Yu is the male lead, whoever dares to steal money from him will definitely return it ten times.

She really doesn't worry about being robbed.

Pei Xiaoxiao looked arrogant and arrogant, which made Song Yu laugh.

He touched her head, with a conniving and doting tone: "Naughty!"

Gao looked at it in an eyesore, turned around and left, mumbling in his mouth: "What the hell? My son will be a high-ranking official in the future, so I don't want a merchant woman like you!"

Everyone looked at it for a while, seeing that there was no advantage to take, and there was no show to watch, they dispersed at every step, and walked home in groups of three or four, whispering.

"Aren't these two couples a bit more hostile? Why are you neighbors and folks calling for beating and killing?"

"If you can make money like this, and you know kung fu, maybe you are better than them."

"Shut up, Song Yu has good ears but is fierce, beware of him making trouble for you!"

The mule cart is a big item.

Old Song's house... Oh, it was Pei Xiaoxiao who could afford it.

This matter has been busy for many days.

There are many rumors of praise or slander at the head of the village and the tail of the village.

Pei Xiaoxiao didn't take these speculations to heart at all.

She concentrates on cooking leisurely salted fish, very comfortable.

Even when they saw Du Rouhui, they felt that she was a little more pleasing to the eye than before.

What made her even more happy was that some villagers actually mentioned Jiujianglou's pork rolls with taro!
Everyone in the village has heard about it, so it can be seen that Jiujiang Tower is now in the limelight!

Being idle is also boring, why don't you go and see how unhappy shopkeeper Zhu is, and make yourself happy.

Do as soon as you think of it, she yelled: "The weather is nice today, does anyone want to go to the city to play?"

In fact, shopkeeper Zhu is indeed very bad.

Customers come to the restaurant like clouds.

Shopkeeper Zhu stood behind the counter in the lobby, staring at the long queue opposite with a livid face, and almost tore out the abacus beads!

The two idiots behind the Jiujiang Tower, somehow got such a good recipe, which provoked all the respectable people in the city to go to them to order the sweet potato braised pork.

Even the sales of other vegetables are also brought up.

Their passenger flow has seen a drop in the clouds, and the attendance rate is only maintained at [-] to [-]%.

It is not the same as the situation of bursting or even overflowing in the past.

Their new dishes are just a few thin slices of meat, and they charge 190 nine cents a piece!
Simply profiteering.

Also, two hundred texts is only two hundred texts, what the hell is [-]?

Hilariously, only one hundred servings are served per day.

But the guests are still flocking to it.

But in just a few days, they completely adjusted the business situation of Jiujiang Building.

The boss has scolded him twice for this.

Shopkeeper Zhu was about to die of anger.

He was angry, so he handed over the things in his hands to the second shopkeeper, and went to the back kitchen by himself.

"Taro meat roll, when will you be able to develop it?"

"almost."

"Then hurry up." Shopkeeper Zhu said angrily, "I'm still waiting for some activities to solicit customers!"

With only one dish, Jiujiang Tower can't be beautiful for a few days.

It's not that he hasn't dealt with this kind of "rivals launching new products" trick before.

For food, as long as the taste is similar, why not choose a customer with a good environment, good service attitude, and a wide variety of dishes?

Just wait and see!
The chef said sullenly: "Yes, we will as soon as possible."

If it weren't for the high wages, he wouldn't even accept his bird spirit!
Pulled to death, and always look down on them.

Do you really think you are the boss?

Time flies, and several days have passed.

April is approaching.

The weather is neither hot nor cold, and the sun is shining in the afternoon, which is suitable for playing with children.

Pei Xiaoxiao set up a table in the outer hall, and there were many crushed flower juices in front of her, adding some special materials to make various colors of paint.

She sat on a chair with the little one in her arms, taught her to recite poems, and taught her to draw the scenery in the poems on paper.

In her previous life, she went through the various scenes in the poems in her mind and fixed them on the paper with a brush.

After one pass, the poem basically grew in her mind, and she would hardly forget it.

"The oriole is Chacha in the garden in spring, and the geese outside the Great Wall are Yongyong in autumn."

Song Wen followed suit, making a baby voice.

Pei Xiaoxiao explained to her:
"Our Wenwen has a small garden, there are many beautiful flowers in it, and the oriole is singing, saying that our Wenwen's garden is very beautiful."

Song Wen blinked her big eyes: "But I don't have a garden."

"Then can you draw one yourself?"

"Okay, okay." Song Wen clapped her hands, her face excited.

Pei Xiaoxiao grabbed her little claws and drew a house and a backyard on the white paper.

She pointed to the empty yard and asked Song Wen's opinion: "What flowers does Wenwen like? Let's add more."

"I love morning glory!"

"Then let's draw morning glory, um, what color is the morning glory?"

The little one still couldn't get the color and color name right, he only pointed to the blue-purple color in the palette and said, "It's this one!"

"Wow, our Wenwen observation is really careful..."

The golden sun shone on their faces, one with pink make-up and the other bright and charming, their eyebrows and eyes were curved like crescent moons, like a real mother and daughter.

Song Yu looked at the scene in front of him, his heart was filled with happiness and emotion.

Pei Xiaoxiao is really special.

She does not favor boys over girls, is patient with children, and has an alternative way of education.

He didn't know what kind of Song Wen would be brought out by doing so.

He thought, if he were Song Wen, he would definitely regard Pei Xiaoxiao as a little sun in his life.

Warm and light.

She's... really nice.

How good it would be if this scene could continue.

There was a sudden rattling of wheels and neighing of horses at the door.

The carriage stopped at the gate of the house.

Two people in and out of the car.

Shopkeeper Jiang and Boss Su.

"Miss Pei, customers like clouds are coming to fight back, and our traffic has dropped again!"

(End of this chapter)