I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 200: Do you want to open the door?

Gu Chao was stunned for a moment. After he recovered, he took the thing slowly, holding it in his hand and looking at it for a long time.

Country people wash their hands casually, and their toothbrushes may not be replaced every half a year. Towels require a ticket. If you buy one and don’t use it until it is no longer usable, you will never replace it.

The towel that Gu Chao was wearing was made of linen, had poor water absorption, and had several holes.

 I didn’t think it was anything at all, but Wei Lan’s egg-yellow towel was soft and soft in his hand.

 When he thought that this towel had been in close contact with that fair and delicate cheek, an imperceptible blush appeared on Gu Chao's wheat-colored skin.

After brushing his teeth and gargling his mouth, Wei Lan turned around and saw Gu Chao standing still with a towel in his hands with a pious look on his face, as if he had received some treasure. Wei Lan was dumbfounded, "What are you looking at? Do you want to show off?"

Gu Chao's body stiffened, as if someone had stepped on his painful foot. He bent down and pulled the rope to fetch water, but he forgot that he had just fetched a bucket of water and put it beside him. Now he pulled the rope suddenly, and the bucket of water was brought along. turn.

Wei Lan jumped three feet high and quickly jumped to the side, just to avoid the water splashing on him.

Gu Chao hurriedly stood up to check, "How is it?"

"It's okay." Wei Lan shook her head slightly and pushed him to draw water again. There was still foam on her face. "What were you thinking about just now? Are you so absorbed in it?"

 Gu Chao's cheeks were hot, and he was hunched over to fetch water without saying anything.

 They are completely different from each other at night.

 Is it really one person during the day and another person at night?

Wei Lan laughed angrily and thought of another thing, saying, "Do you think my goat's milk rolls can be sold?"

 The demand on the black market is huge. If it can be sold, the price will definitely not be low because it uses first-grade high-gluten flour. But goat milk is cheap, and there are still a lot of profits to be made from it.

 Gu Chao thought about the feasibility for a while and said: "Fuqiang powder is expensive and difficult to obtain. I will leave the little I get every time for you."

Even though Wei Lan didn't say it, Gu Chao could still taste the difference between first-grade flour and second-grade flour.

There were not many fine foods in the family, so I finally had to get a little flour. He wanted to leave it for the little girl.

Moreover, Gu Chao has learned privately that the north is different from the south. The south eats more grains and rice, while the northerners like pasta.

"Leave it to me to make money, and you stay at home." Gu Chao wrung out the towel halfway and handed it over, "Didn't you say we were going to take the college entrance examination together? When I'm not at home, you can divide the knowledge points first , wait for me to come back."

Wei Lan nodded slightly, but for a moment, she still refused to give up and said: "As long as you have goat milk, you can make other snacks. It doesn't have to be first-grade flour."

Seeing that Gu Chao was silent, she wrapped the snake-beating stick around his arm and shook him from side to side. Her voice was delicate and soft, "I know you are afraid that I will be tired, but I promise I won't be tired. If you don't believe me, wait until you look back and have time to look at me." Do it, okay?”

Gu Chao reluctantly agreed, "Then give it a try, but one thing is, you are not allowed to go to the black market."

Gu Chao still remembers what happened in Badaoxiang last time.

"I know, I know!" Wei Lan wiped his face with a smile and handed the towel back.

 Gu Chao went out after breakfast. Wei Lan listened to his suggestion and divided the Chinese and mathematics knowledge points. She took a piece of letter paper and wrote a few pages of formulas and question types, waiting for Gu Chao to come back to practice.

Wei Lan saw that Gu Chao was very interested in physics, but she was a liberal arts student, barely qualified in mathematics, and really knew nothing about physics.

She thought about going back to Lin Qing to ask if Fan Zhuo knew it. If Fan Zhuo knew it, maybe she could ask Fan Zhuo for help.

 (End of this chapter)