A piece of paper

Chapter 84 Envious
The chief doctor-level special needs to speak, dare not refuse.

Chen Fu's recipe has changed from a bowl of salty soy milk from Xixiang Pavilion in the morning, a table of four cold four and four dishes at noon, and Zhang Mama's love brand home-cooked dishes in the evening, to——

"I eat this?"

Chen Fu looked at a white steamed bun in front of him, a pot of boiled womb cabbage, a small dish of dried radish, and a small piece of braised chicken. Then he looked up at eight large bowls on the table, including egg custard, cabbage vermicelli buns, and fried radish cake. The pickles for porridge are put together in four small dishes.

Chen Fu raised his head in disbelief, looked left and right, and asked, "Ms. Sun came to Jing County?"

With such a vicious trick, Sun Papi used it to deal with Xian Jin.

Xian Jin took a bun with cabbage vermicelli and took a bite.

Really delicious.

The vermicelli is tough, and the cabbage is boiled with coarse salt, so it tastes crunchy.

Xian Jin gulped it down happily, and relieved his father with all his heart, "Be patient for a while!"

Picking up a bowl full of vegetable porridge, Xian Jin tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks, "Look, there is a certain amount of rice that a person will eat in a lifetime, whoever finishes eating first will leave first."

Chen Fu's crying was blocked in his throat.

A bowl of rice, whoever finishes eating first will leave first?

Before him, nine meals a day, isn't it equal to losing three days of life?

Nonsense, isn't this a curse!
Chen Fu slapped the board, "Who! Who said that!"

His golden face remained unchanged, his heart beating, "My mother said so."

Chen Fu nodded immediately, without any pause, and opened his mouth, "That makes sense, it can be said to be a combination of psychology, Neo-Confucianism, and metaphysics."

He took a bite of the white steamed bun, and said, "Come on, tell your father what other wise words your mother said."

Xian Jin: Love brains are easy to kill.

Xian Jin rolled his eyes, turned his head and stuffed the remaining buns into his mouth in three or two bites. While chewing, he took a thick booklet made of coral peach paper from his cloth pocket and handed it to Chen Fu, ". Shop You are playing with the newly published book in the book. Although you haven’t finished eating the restaurant in Village 24, Nine Towns, Jingxian County for half a year, you still have more than half of it—didn’t you want to write the history of the restaurant? I have contacted Boss Shang, as long as you write it, he will print it for you, starting at [-] copies, I will take it to the store to deliver, oh no, sell it.”

Chen Fu was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

He... What he wrote can be printed into a book? It can also be sold! ?

How can I keep my child from being a monster quietly?

Find him something to do.

It is best if he has always wanted to do it, but has never been successful.For example, in the previous life, the mother of the little boy in the hospital bed next door, in order to let the little boy get a quiet infusion, opened the ba la la Xiao Moxian for five days in a row.

When the little boy was discharged from the hospital, Xian Jin felt that he was colored by colored eyeshadow.

After Xian Jin settled the cheap old man, he was about to go into the store. Before leaving, Xian Jin glanced at the empty stool next door.

After taking over Pan Song Ji, there were a lot of business, and the empty chair did cause little ripples in Xian Jin's heart, and after splashing a small splash——

They were overwhelmed by overwhelming work.

The time left for social animals to mourn spring and autumn ends before punching in at work.

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Xianjin was extremely busy throughout June, commuting continuously to and from the printing workshop, Xiaocao Village, Qingcheng Shanyuan, Shuidong Street, and Chenji Shop. He was too busy to go back to his old house. On the shop and the renovation site.

When Chen Zuoniang came to visit the workshop with a basket on her shoulders, she happened to see Xian Jin among a group of craftsmen wearing vests, with a rag kerchief on his head, and a light brown singlet with white dust in the east and holes in the west. The skirt is full of sawdust.

It looked like a refugee who had rolled three times in the haystack.

Chen Zuoniang was about to step forward, but she heard a casual and malicious joke coming from inside, "The little girl's family, she sneaks into the men's pile every day, and your parents don't care about you? Don't get married at that time, Lai Come on us!"

There were three or four workers under the force, with malicious smiles on their faces, teasing Xian Jin who was looking at the picture with his hips on the opposite side.

Chen Zuoniang frowned, and was about to go in to maintain it, but she heard Xian Jin laughing, haha ​​three times, very mocking.

"Little man, you take wages from women every day, and your parents don't care? Don't use effeminate copper coins at that time. If you can't marry a wife, rely on me!"

After finishing speaking, he bent down and laughed together with the girl next to him named Suo'er.

Chen Zuoniang was stunned.

how to say?

Just this laugh, it sounds pretty cheap.

Especially when two people cover their mouths and laugh happily, the lethality is particularly powerful.

The smiles on the workers' faces suddenly froze.

Xian Jin crossed his waist, pointed at the young bird who had spoken earlier, and said with a smile, "Liu Dagen, why do you hold a hammer in your left hand?"

"Don't come in the afternoon, just ask Old Dong to pay the bill after you're done."

Liu Dagen's expression froze.

What happened to him holding the hammer in his left hand?Who doesn't allow him to be left-handed?This only worked for three days and was fired?It's too bad!
It's so easy to get this job!The copper plate is rich, and it also includes food. Every day at noon, there is a big piece of meat. It’s gone! ?

Liu Dagen tried to explain.

Unexpectedly, Xian Jin didn't give him a chance to speak at all.

Chen Zuoniang looked at the little girl tilting her head, and pointed at the rest of the craftsmen one by one with a smile, her voice was doting and gentle, "Come on, let me see, which elder brother still holds a hammer with his left hand?"

In a room, three or four burly men switched hammers in unison.

After changing, they changed back in unison—none of them was left-handed!It was originally a hammer held in the right hand!

Seeing Xian Jin nodding in satisfaction, Chen Zuoniang laughed until her eyes almost turned into two crescent moons.

"Very good, very good, everyone is of one mind with me."

Xian Jin said, "Everyone, do a good job! It doesn't matter whether you are male or female, old or young, black or white, whoever gives you money is a good person, isn't it? Let's finish this vote, you go west, I Ben Dong, see you next time if you have a fate, and goodbye in this life if you don't have a fate—why do you have to be unhappy?"

The two crescent moons narrowed into a gap.

Xian Jin's voice was sweet, "Big guy, tell me, is it true or not?"

"Yes!"

The workers answered in unison again.

Chen Zuoniang looked at Xian Jin with some admiration.

As soon as Xian Jin looked up, he saw Chen Zuoniang, and greeted her with a smile to the hut where she usually stayed, poured a pot of tea for Chen Zuoniang, and said with a smile, "The third master said you wanted to see me, and thought you come."

Chen Zuoniang took the teacup, and saw a large stack of documents on the table, the top page was densely filled with words, Chen Zuoniang glanced at it, and there were some vaguely large words on it, "Positioning, atmosphere, text" Create fusion."

Do not understand what it means.

But when Chen Zuoniang saw Xian Jin's busy appearance, she felt a little envious in her heart.

(End of this chapter)