Carry the space through the famine years, bring the cubs to become the richest man in the five count

Chapter 70

Shen Qingyu's eyes widened: "But I won't cook it for you, how do you know it can still be eaten like this? How do you know if it's delicious or not?"

Eating this thing, describing it with words, how can it be compared to experiencing it directly with taste?
Xiao Yunqi has lost his temper: Is this woman not enlightened? !

"I mean, I'm you... the father of three children, you can ask me directly."

Shen Qingyu waved her hands seriously: "How can that be done? The two of us made up. I have to settle it with you!"

"Shen Qingyu, do you really not feel my feelings at all?"

Shen Qingyu's expression became more serious now, and he was a little frightened: "Brother, let's not talk about feelings, it will hurt money!"

Xiao Yunqi: "!!!"

He was depressed for three seconds, and wanted to give up for a moment.

But when she raised her eyes and saw Shen Qingyu's clear eyes, she felt a kind of hope: she just never experienced the benefits of having a man.

As long as I treat her well enough, after a long time, I will definitely touch her heart!

While cheering himself up, Xiao Yunqi endured his frustration and confessed: "I know I've been sorry for you these years, don't be afraid, I won't force you..."

Shen Qingyu jumped up in shock, not caring that he hadn't finished eating, picked up the bowl, snatched the chopsticks and ran away.

"Brother, what you said made my skin crawl, no, I can't take it anymore!"

Then, Shen Qingyu grabbed the door and fled.

Xiao Yunqi, who hadn't finished speaking: "..."

Are you just such a scourge?

Shen Qingyu went downstairs, and ran into Cheng Ping in the yard.

Cheng Ping looked at the half bowl of unfinished hot and sour sweet potato noodles, with anticipation and yearning: "Sister-in-law Qingyu, I'm hungry."

Shen Qingyu glanced at the small half bowl of noodles in his hand, and shouted: "Cuixi, get Cheng Ping something to eat! He's hungry!"

Then without waiting for Cheng Ping to say anything, Shen Qingyu shouted again: "Dabao, Second Treasure and Three Treasures, which of you three can eat spicy food? Here is the hot and sour powder that your father hasn't finished eating, do you want to try it?"

Triplets: "I want to eat..."

The hot and sour sweet potato noodles mother made were so fragrant, they all wanted to eat them, but because they didn't make much, they gave them to Lizheng and representatives of several families, and they didn't eat them.

Just thinking about it is drooling, the opportunity has come!

The remaining sweet potato flour was eaten by the triplets.

Cheng Ping: "..." Actually, I don't dislike it either.

Only then did Shen Qingyu look at Cheng Ping, and explained belatedly: "Then the leftovers are not good for you to eat. I'll ask Cuixi to get you something to eat again."

Cheng Ping felt aggrieved: "Sister-in-law Qingyu, actually I don't mind Brother Xiao having eaten, we used to eat together..."

Shen Qingyu's goosebumps rose again.

She looked Cheng Ping up and down: "I think you have recovered now, don't you need to continue wandering around?"

Cheng Ping: "!!!"

After finishing the calf, it seems to scare the beauty!
This is to drive yourself away?
Cheng Ping coughed and covered his abdomen: "Sister-in-law Qingyu, I often feel weak in the waist and abdomen, and I still need to rest for a while."

Shen Qingyu looked at the part he was covering: "How about I feel your pulse?"

Cheng Ping thought of Shen Qingyu's medical skills, so he put down his hand in embarrassment, and simply put it off: "It's not that I've been living without a fixed place for too long. Sister-in-law, you cook delicious food, and you want to stay here for a while. Sister-in-law, do you want to catch up with me?" I go?"

Shen Qingyu was silent for three seconds: "Since it's finished, the work of chopping firewood at home will be yours."

Cheng Ping was silent for three seconds, and responded with a smile: "Okay..."

So far away in the hidden place on the hillside, Zha Zixiao Jin, who was monitoring the guards, saw the boss carrying a firewood knife, and he went back to the mountain without any haste.

This is... looking for yourself?

Xiao Jin cheered up, and ran towards that direction, and met Cheng Ping in a secluded place not long after.

"Boss?"

Cheng Ping gave him a cold look: "Get lost."

Then Cheng Ping started chopping firewood.

"Boss, this is..." Xiao Jin was puzzled.

"Chopping firewood. Don't understand?"

"This... how about it, little one?"

Cheng Ping's black face: "I told you to get out, don't you understand? Or are you going to tell the villagers in the village to see me and Cheng Ping chopping firewood?"

Xiao Jin was sure now that the boss really told him to go, not irony, so he went smoothly.

Hiding in the dark and watching Cheng Ping hard at chopping firewood, Xiao Jin couldn't figure it out.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been here, and I secretly told myself to monitor the deposed prince a few days ago, it’s normal...

The deposed prince hardly ever goes out, and teaches the Thousand Character Classic and the Three Character Classic at home every day. What is there to monitor?
Later, the boss asked himself to protect Xiao Yunqi's children, and it was normal for those three children to always be with the deposed prince.

But now he goes out to chop firewood himself...

This is very abnormal.

Boss, this is... a pastoral retreat? !

Could it be that there are too many shameful days of licking blood with knives, and want to live an ordinary life?

Cheng Ping chopped a large bundle of firewood and walked down the mountain with his back on his back. Xiao Jin felt uneasy and came out again: "Boss, do you want me to chop it here first, so that you can carry it away next time you come up?"

Cheng Ping looked at Xiao Jin with a black face: "Get lost!"

Xiao Jin rolled away silently, and heard the boss mutter behind him: "There is no good thing with the surname Xiao..."

Xiao Jin staggered and almost fell.

In just two days, all the sweet potatoes in the village were planted, and everyone ran to Lizheng's house to ask when the sweet potato flour workshop would start.

In the past two days, Lizheng also ran so that the soles of his feet were smoking, and he ran through several surrounding villages.

In particular, several of my daughters-in-law, daughter's natal family, and husband's family all ran away.

Tell the villages to plant white sweet potatoes, and then the village will harvest them at ten cents per catty, and then rush back.

Sure enough, the villagers finished planting sweet potatoes, and it was time to repair the house.

Shen Qingyu stood condescending on the hillside, pointing to the large open space: "Here, counting from the small slope, to the big tree, and then to the big tree... First build the fence. There, the workshop..."

The main point is to point out that Jiangshan does not work.

Li Zheng and several old plasterers next to him nodded their heads to show that they understood.

Shen Qingyu looked at Lizheng again: "I'm going to give Cuixi and Brother Changshou the meals for those who help with the work. Brother Changshou will help with the purchase, and Cuixi will find another woman from the village to help with cooking the meals. The wages are as before It counts."

Li Zheng nodded: It's his own son and daughter-in-law who make money, manage people by themselves, things are easy to handle.

After explaining, Shen Qingyu went to Fucheng.

Xiao Yunqi followed without saying a word, and Shen Qingyu didn't refuse, so one drove and the other sat.

Because of the rain, many refugees who were close to their homes went home to plant sweet potatoes.

But there are also some who are far away from home: when they get home, it will be the season of planting sweet potatoes again.

What's more, although it is close to home, the sweet potato seeds at home are all eaten, so what's the use of going back?

This is the case in the town, and so is the city.

The two went all the way to Fucheng, and along the way they could see listless refugees fleeing famine, all with red eyes, like hungry wolves.

Fortunately, Xiao Yunqi had a black forehead, so he was not easy to mess with at first glance, and no one dared to stop the carriage, so the carriage entered Fucheng smoothly...

(End of this chapter)