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Chapter 182 The Stepmother in the Control Group in the Chronicle 12

Chapter 182 The Stepmother in the Control Group in the Chronicle 12
In this era, most of the children are released, and many people in the town know each other. Children play on the street and do not need to be looked after.

The two followed the boss to see the house.

The house is not far away, but it took about ten minutes to walk. There was an intersection in the middle, which happened to be a junior high school. There were many shops, but there were not many people setting up street stalls.

And most of the food sold here is rice, noodles and other staple foods, mixed with a little cooked food such as roast chicken and braised meat.

After seeing the whole journey, Sheng Yanling has a lot of clarity about the next plan, and he is even more satisfied when he sees the house for rent.

This place was actually a village before, but with more people, it gradually formed a town, two rows behind the main street, similar to a small farmyard with four bedrooms, one living room and one yard, except that the building materials are mostly bricks.

In addition, there is a toilet, at the back of the house, and the kitchen is in the front yard.

It is very small, the site is not big, and so much space needs to be separated, so each room is very small. Except for the master bedroom, which can accommodate a large cabinet, the rest can only accommodate a small cabinet, a small table, and a bed. Also only single bed.

No wonder the price is not high.

The price of a house in a town a little farther away in this era is less than five yuan, which must be much higher than this.

That's six dollars.

It happened that the owner's house was also there, and when they heard that they were going to rent a house, they introduced it enthusiastically. After the introduction, they all looked at Sheng Yanling in unison: "Big sister, what do you think? Are you satisfied?"

Sheng Yanling had no expression on his face, showing no preference, and said in a low voice: "Six yuan is too expensive. If I can pay the money every month for a while, I can accept it. If not, then at most five yuan a month."

The host is a young man in his 20s, and he is unlikely to lower the price, so he immediately looked to his uncle for help.

The boss laughed dryly: "Five yuan is too little, we have four houses here!"

Sheng Yanling: "Four houses, plus this yard, can it be 150 square meters? It's difficult to turn around in such a small place, and you haven't moved yet, so maybe the place will be empty by then, so you have to buy everything yourself; Besides, it is said that it is facing the street, where are you going? Five yuan is not a lot, I asked for it to be here, if it is not suitable, then forget it.”

Both of them were a bit reluctant, but Sheng Yanling said firmly, so he looked at Jiang Zhao with some expectation: "Big brother, tell me?"

This man looked like he was in charge, he was tall and big, and he looked fierce.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhao spread his hands together: "I don't have a penny in my hand, so it's useless to say it."

Two men: "..."

Rake your ears!

The uncle and nephew cursed tacitly in their hearts, then looked at each other and said they would discuss it.

Sheng Yanling graciously let them leave.

She is actually quite satisfied, it is a little small, but it is still much better than the houses in the village, and she has lived in the kind of buildings in later generations, so she doesn't care about it, this house, to her, is just the middle Transitional room, almost got it.

But bargaining, of course, is to talk about the shortcomings.

If it really comes out once a year, she plans to have it too.

At worst, go back to the original owner's mother's house to borrow some money.

It's just surprising but not surprising. When the two came back, they decided to ask for six yuan a month, and the money could be handed over to the boss once a month was paid.

Sheng Yanling's heart relaxed, and his face didn't show, he said with a smile: "That's okay, let's make a written statement."

"Ok, Ok!"

-

As soon as the money is paid and the written documents are established, the matter is settled.

The owner smiled and said, "We can't move out until next month. Don't worry, we will definitely move out before May [-]th, so you won't be delayed."

This was mentioned during the introduction, Sheng Yanling nodded: "Okay, that's fine, let's go first, after moving in, I will go to the boss to pay the rent."

"It's good, it's good."

The three parties were very happy. Sheng Yanling had been indifferent when he left. He didn't smile until he walked to the main street. He turned around and saw the man beside him: "This house is really nice... isn't it?"

In the middle of talking, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to have decided directly.

Mainly Jiang Zhaotai|Be quiet!
She forgot about this person!
Jiang Zhao nodded, his handsome face showed a bit of anticipation: "Well, it's good, then duck eggs and dog eggs will be able to sleep separately."

Sheng Yanling thought of this person's question yesterday, and felt a little uncomfortable, and said with a sullen face, "Mm."

She collected herself, quickly forgot the messy thoughts in her head, and began to think about what to do.

Moving is also expensive.

Especially since there were not many things, her intuition told her that when the family moved out, the house would definitely be empty, and maybe the bed would have to be rebuilt, which would be very expensive.

She wanted Jiang Zhao to stay and work for her, which would definitely reduce the income he earned, so it is very important to do business.

Middle school students in this era should have more or less pocket money in their hands. There are staple foods nearby, and the price is around [-] cents or [-] cents. If you want to stand out, it can't be expensive.

Can't be expensive...

Sheng Yanling: "Tofu!"

Jiang Zhao: "Do you want tofu? Where can I buy it here?"

Sheng Yanling rolled his eyes at him: "It's in the tofu business."

Jiang Zhao: "? What business?"

Sheng Yanling explained: "Iron plate tofu, you probably haven't seen it before. It's fried tofu on an iron plate, sprinkled with seasonings, it's delicious."

Of course, the main ingredient is tofu.

Jiang Zhao frowned: "I think the buns you make are more delicious, so it's safer to do this."

Sheng Yanling shook his head: "The boss who sells buns knows me very well, and he doesn't want to steal his business. What if he does this? Doesn't that make him an enemy?"

Jiang Zhao couldn't help laughing. Afraid of being seen, he turned his head away. After laughing, he said, "You are quite confident."

Sheng Yanling looked at him coldly.

Jiang Zhao immediately turned serious: "You're right."

That's about the same, Sheng Yanling was satisfied, and went to the place that sells pots and utensils to find iron plates to make teppanyaki, how could there be no iron plates?
It's just that once she left, her heart became cold.

In this small town, pans are not yet accepted by the public, there are no pans, and naturally there are no iron plates.

Jiang Zhao watched her rush in excitedly, then came out again, and asked, "Is there anything in it?"

Sheng Yanling: "Iron plate tofu must be made of iron plate, a flat plate with a little warping around to prevent oil leakage, but this store doesn't sell it."

As she spoke, she also began to hesitate.

In fact, what she wanted to make at first were French fries, but this thing is too simple, and ketchup is not sold here. Tomatoes are a product of summer, and it is not yet in season. Without ketchup, the taste of French fries All dropped a lot.

It is easier for others to imitate.

But the iron plate tofu, the most important thing is not the tofu, but the sauce!
Not many people know how to make this thing, and it's probably impossible to make it in this town at present, so she decided to make it.

But such an important thing as the iron plate can't be obtained, so should we get a pot?
But Jiang Zhao touched his chin and said, "I should be able to get it."

Sheng Yanling: "Really?!"

Jiang Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Of course."

Sheng Yanling handed over ten yuan: "Then this is for you."

Finding someone to do something always requires money.

Jiang Zhao took it, ten yuan in his hand, a thin piece.

The money was given by his wife.

This reminded Jiang Zhao of some couples he met on the train before. The money seemed to be controlled by the wife. Once when someone asked him to buy something, they had to ask the wife for money.

The man was laughed at by the people around him, and he laughed himself, a little embarrassed, but when he bought something from him and went back, he turned around and handed over the change immediately.

His daughter-in-law laughed, and the man smiled again, which was quite different from the embarrassing smile he had when he was teased before. At that time, Jiang Zhao still felt that this person was stupid. What is there to laugh at about such a trivial matter?

Now, Jiang Zhao smiled unconsciously.

The money was obviously handed in by himself, but holding it in his hand now feels different.

Sheng Yanling just caught a glimpse: "What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Zhao: "It's so generous to laugh at you, just give me ten yuan."

Those men's daughters-in-law are reluctant to part with a dollar.

so cheap?

"You're right." Sheng Yanling resolutely took back the ten yuan, and gave another five yuan.

Jiang Zhao: ...

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Sheng Yanling took the ten yuan and bought some vegetables, but Jiang Zhao asked her for the money to buy some meat: "What do you buy meat for?"

"It's for your parents." Jiang Zhao said naturally.

Sheng Yanling was taken aback for a moment.

In fact, she didn't think much of it, mainly because she had only given ten yuan before, and her plan was not to give it again in a short time.

I forgot that Jiang Zhao, as a son-in-law, had to visit him too.

The last time the two broke up unhappy, Jiang Zhao was also busy making money, so he didn't dare to stay at home, and left the next day after receiving the certificate. This time, he really came to the door.

Sheng Yanling didn't say anything, and let him carry the big and small bags, and when he returned to the main street, he saw him standing under the eaves, squatting and eating bean root candy.

Bean root candy is a special product of this era. It is a bit like fudge. It costs two cents a piece and is long. It tastes sweet.

The three of them ate very engrossedly, talking while talking, not paying attention to the fact that Sheng Yanling and Jiang Zhao had already returned.

Especially Goudan, who was patting his chest|chest and said to Duck Dan: "You will follow your brother from now on, don't follow your stepmother, follow your brother and you will have delicious food!"

Pi, a famous fan, egg: "Follow my brother!"

Duck Dan was not fooled, raised his dirty little face, and said blankly: "But the money for the candy was given by mother."

Goudan was suddenly embarrassed, and said fiercely: "But it was also given to me, without me, how could you eat it?!"

Yadan was still a little reluctant: "...But I like my mother now~"

Goudan felt sour in his heart, and he whispered with jealousy, "What do you like about her? She's fierce, bad, and so fat—" His voice froze suddenly, and he saw it from Yadan's big eyes. The figure of stepmother and little uncle appeared.

Sheng Yanling said quietly: "Keep talking."

Goudan: "!!!"

It's over, does he still have something to eat today? !
(End of this chapter)

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