The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

Chapter 109

"Teacher, my mother's surname is Mei..." San Lang's words completely cut off Mr. Xun Mei's thoughts.

He nodded, and said disappointedly: "It's the teacher who made a picture. When he suddenly saw a similar plum blossom embroidery, he thought of my daughter. How can there be such a coincidence in this world!"

Although Jiang Shan didn't know what happened to Mr. Xunmei, she vaguely guessed from his name that he was looking for his daughter.

"Don't worry, sir, your daughter will return to you safe and sound! After our store opens, I will advertise in the store to help you find your daughter!" Jiang Shan vowed.

"Okay, okay, what a good boy!" Mr. Xunmei quickly turned his worries into joy.

After seeing off Mr. Xunmei and Zhushe and his party, the expression on Jiang Shan's face was not so relaxed.

Not reliable!It's too unreliable!
In such a big shop, she has been assigned a hands-off shopkeeper like Mr. An to her. She is actually not that confident in what to do next!
Originally, I thought that Zheng Wu was a businessman, and the partners in Yuzhou would not be worse than him no matter what, but the facts have proved that man's calculation is indeed not as good as heaven's calculation!
Xue Zhen came in with Anshen Tea, seeing Jiang Shan's dejected look, she couldn't help laughing.

"I thought you were fearless, but I didn't expect you to be timid just after arriving in Yuzhou!"

"Sister Xue, you've seen it too. This Second Young Master An is a fool. He only contributes money but is not prepared to contribute. How can I manage such a big shop by myself?" Jiang Shan was a little unconvinced.

"Why can't it work?" Xue Zhen handed the Anshen dish to Jiang Shan and sat down beside her.

"Besides, you are not alone. You have me, Brother Fu, and Sanlang's little brothers. No matter what you will face later, we will accompany you to face it. The reopening of the shop in Guxian Town But it's only been half a year, didn't we work hard to manage it ourselves? Besides, you seem to have forgotten one important thing...!"

Seeing Xue Zhen's mysterious look, Jiang Shan anxiously scratched his heart and lungs, "My good sister, don't be fooled, tell me quickly, I really have no idea!"

Xue Zhen pointed to herself, "Auntie!"

Jiang Shan's eyes widened a little bit, and he jumped up and hugged Xue Zhen, "Aunt Hong! God, I forgot about Aunt Hong! Look at my head... In this way, sister Xue, take me tomorrow Find Aunt Hong!"

Xue Zhen smiled and said, "Why are you in a hurry, I have already written to my aunt, and she will come over after arranging for her cousin in a few days."

Jiang Shan was so happy, he just felt that the whole person became relaxed and comfortable all of a sudden!
Aunt Hong has been managing restaurants for so many years, and she has more experience than her, but she is a baby bump!
That night, Jiang Shan slept very soundly.

The next day, she woke up early, energetically dug Jiang Huai out of the bed, and the group went to the bamboo house in Mao'er Alley.

Although the trip was in a hurry, the etiquette that Jiangshan should have was not sloppy at all. In addition to the gift for Mr. Xunmei, he also brought some local specialties.

To be precise, it is a unique specialty made by Jiangshan, and it is also something that Zhushe and his team have been thinking about for a long time.

When he came to the bamboo house, Fu Wen almost didn't recognize him.

The bamboo house is still the same bamboo house, but there are several more bamboo houses behind it, big and small, with different shapes and strange things.

What was even more shocking was that a group of boys, big and small, only wore a single shirt, punching and standing in the cold wind.

Jiang Shan rubbed his eyes, that's right, who is that little guy who is steaming and sweating profusely, yelling and rolling on the ground?
He punched a few times, rolled on the ground screaming again, swept his leg forward again, and kicked hard on the bamboo stake in front again screaming.

The youngest one is Xiaoqi, with a red face like a tomato. He competes with the bamboo stake in front of him. He kicks and hits him. He also makes shrill humming noises, and smoke is blowing from his head. .

The bigger Huzi got into trouble with An Er directly.An Er stood there with his hands behind his back without moving, but his upper body dodged left and right to avoid Hu Zi's attack. Hu Zi was tired for a long time, and he didn't even touch a piece of An Er's clothes.

"The speed is not enough, go back and continue piling!" An Er said coldly, raised his knee and sent it forward gently.

Huzi flew out and landed next to Sanlang.

Sanlang hurriedly helped Huzi up, said something in a low voice, and the two started piling again.

Jiang Shan gasped, stepped back a few steps, and called Fu Wen aside for questioning.

"This is Young Master An, am I right?"

Fu Wen glanced at Jiang Shan, then nodded silently.

Jiang Shan pinched his waist and looked at the sky. After a while, he asked with a complicated expression, "What is his identity and background?"

Before Fu Wen could speak, she waved her hand and said, "Forget it, anyway, I didn't expect him to help me manage the shop, so let him take the children to play!"

Play……!
The look in Fu Wen's eyes was extremely complicated. The hidden guards that the Fu family spent so much effort to cultivate were playing with a group of children. If the old Patriarch knew about this....

Fu Wen shuddered.

"Ah! Yah! Immortal! Sheep! Yah!" Jiang Huai's voice shattered the calmness of the bamboo house, and he kicked excitedly in Xi'er's arms, desperately wanting to get off the ground.

Saburo and the others turned their heads when they heard the voice, and they were instantly ebullient.

"Sister, Huai'er, you are here!" Sanlang trotted over against the heat above his head, and took Jiang Huai from Xi'er.

Jiang Huai desperately leaned his body towards the place where Sanlang was driving the piling, yelling.

"Sixth brother, Huai'er also wants to drive piles!" Xiao Qi said affirmatively, wiping the sweat off his face.

Hearing this, San Lang hugged Jiang Huai and helped him stand still in front of the bamboo stake.

Jiang Huai hugged the bamboo stake, patted it with his little hands, screaming excitedly.

An Er stepped forward, put his arms around his chest and watched Jiang Huai's movements, and at the end, stretched out a finger for Jiang Huai to grab.

A miraculous scene happened, Jiang Huai tightly held one of An Er's fingers, and was picked up just like that.

"He has the potential to practice martial arts." An Er glanced at Jiang Shan indifferently.

Jiang Shan rushed over and hugged Jiang Huai, "Which of your eyes can see that he has the potential to practice martial arts? He just... let go! Little hands, let go!"

Jiang Huai firmly grasped An Er's finger, drooling, no matter how Jiang Shan pulled him, he would not let go.

Jiang Shan roared: "Jiang Huai, let go!"

Jiang Huai kicked his chubby legs, and with the other hand, he reached for the bamboo stake, the goal was simple and clear.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that Jiang Huai likes to play with An Er like this.

While Jiang Shan's heart was gradually collapsing, he had a vague idea in his heart: Jiang Huai's father was not a bandit who robbed his house, right?
Thinking hard!
"What are you all doing here? Hurry up and get dressed, how decent are you!" Mr. Xunmei's not-so-dignified voice sounded behind him, and a group of children scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

An Er flicked Jiang Huai's finger for some unknown reason, and Jiang Huai let him go.

"Yeah!" Jiang Huai yelled with some regret, and watched An Er go away.

(End of this chapter)