Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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Chapter 216 The Jade Jade Bean Cake from Long Boss

There are also some strangers who cannot believe in the quality of the winter bamboo shoots and ask for them to be peeled off. There are also some unreasonable Gu Chunzhu who tells them a good price. After the peeling, there is no problem and they must buy them back.

This bamboo shoot does not grow insects, basically peeled off and will buy it back, at most a few hard-wonded guests will count this winter bamboo shoots to remove the bamboo skin, there is not much meat.

In this morning, thirteen bamboo shoots were sold in a row and ten of them were sold at once. The remaining three slightly curved bamboo shoots lay alone on the ground. They were about to sell them cheaply and watched Fusao.

"Chunzhu, please call me to find it." Fu's sister-in-law breathed heavily, and she also carried a basket behind her.

When I saw Gu Chunzhu put his hands on her shoulders and gasped for a few breaths, I picked up the back basket. There were more than a dozen bamboo shoots in the back basket. "I added it yesterday morning and it was hard to find. You can help me sell it. Sell."

"Finished!" Gu Chunzhu responded with ease, and Fu's sister-in-law had just slept to send the pillows. It was necessary to stay longer on the first day, so that everyone knew there were winter bamboo shoots here.

Fu's sister-in-law left the bamboo basket in her back and lay in Gu Chunzhu's ear, saying: "Just give me a pound of our four-money penny at Sancunkou. It will be taxable for your stall!"

"Sister-in-law, I should sell it for you, and I can't make the difference." Gu Chunzhu thought that Fusister-in-law had helped them so much, and I was really embarrassed to collect money.

But sister-in-law Fu ignored her and left the empty basket.

Gu Chunzhu continued to sell bamboo shoots. This time it was Ying Ge who collected the tax. Ying Ge opened a smiling face to Gu Chun Zhu with a little bit of curiosity. Gu Chun Zhu's scalp was numb.

"The little sister-in-law who sells vegetables, I remember you have a good relationship with our boss!" Brother Ying pointed at Gu Chunzhu and Gu Chunzhu twitched his mouth. His voice was a little louder. The whole street knew that she had a good relationship with Long boss. This street The food farmers on the list are quite afraid of the dragon boss. Gu Chunzhu doesn't want to be offered by everyone.

"Brother Eagle, I placed it for a month." Gu Chunzhu paid the money hesitated knowing the rules.

Brother Eagle nodded with satisfaction, holding his small book and shaking his head left and right with several frowns and left.

Gu Chunzhu didn't notice that he continued to sip his winter bamboo shoots, "Winter bamboo shoots, winter bamboo shoots, braised bamboo shoots, slices of winter bamboo shoots, shredded bamboo shoots, simmered bamboo shoots..." She couldn't think of any new words, she simply reported the name of the dish Too.

The people who buy food on the street are also wringing their brains to buy food every day. Gu Chunzhu really attracted a few people to report the name of the dish, and bought a few winter bamboo shoots.

When the sun was shining, many of Gu Chunzhu's stalls were crooked bamboo shoots. The people of Min Zhao who didn't make good looks did not buy them, saying that they were afraid of eating crooked bamboo shoots and crooked.

What is wrong with this! Gu Chunzhu couldn't agree with her. She was ready to sell it for a while, when the people on the street automatically withdrew, and a leisurely figure walked over with a swaying figure.

Gu Chunzhu raised his head and took a look at it. She said it just now. She buried her head hard not to attract this uncle, but she didn't expect that Mr. Long would come over here.

"Cough!" Long boss coughed.

"Brother Dragon is you. The forest shoots in my house have grown, and all the winter bamboo shoots buried in the mud give you away." Gu Chunzhu picked up the bamboo shoots and handed them over. The yellow mud was looked at by the dragon boss.

He put his hands in his waist and raised his eyebrows with a domineering look, and the surrounding stalls dared not show up. He subconsciously ignored the people on the side and pointed at the bamboo shoot in Gu Chunzhu's hand: "Your uninteresting and stingy woman, give me two layers of skin, the yellow mud that asks the master to take a hand, it looks like a Digging."

Gu Chunzhu pursed her lips and hurriedly recovered her indifferent face, so as not to tell Long Boss to find that she snickered. She gave away two layers of yellow muddy skin as Long Boss said, and handed the clean winter bamboo shoots with brown bamboo hairs Long boss.

"It's about the same." Long Boss took the bamboo shoots and clamped it under his armpit, throwing a piece of oil paper wrapped in his arms into Gu Chunzhu's hands. "Yeah don't eat your things in vain, my mother said to take your purse It’s a warm belly towel, pastry for you."

"Then thank you ma'am!" Gu Chunzhu put the cakes in the basket.

Boss Long touched the corner of his lips with satisfaction, but he was dissatisfied with his mouth and said: "What auntie, are these aunties on the street comparable to my mother!"

"Is it..." Gu Chunzhu gave away the uncle with a good tone, and he didn't pay much attention to the words of Boss Long. After all, which son would think his mother was not good-looking.

Long Boss rolled his eyes and shook his hand away. Heart, you little girl with no real vision will know when you see my mother, but a question arises in her heart, how could she see her mother!

Today, his mother really made this jade bean cake and told Gu Chunzhu to eat it. That was because his mother mistakenly thought that Gu Chunzhu was a widow. He had planned to share it with these muddy people, but this jade bean cake was discarded by the dragon mother. It’s a pity that they have done it for several hours, and it’s a pity for them.

Preparing to eat for himself, the eagle is a stubborn thing about Gu Chunzhu's stall. He can't write the word "bamboo", so he came with a booklet and asked for help.

Boss Long took the bamboo shoots and returned to the door of the house. As soon as he knocked on the door, the person came out and opened the door.

The dragon mother was pumping water on the sprout tree in the yard. Seeing that the boss was back, her beautiful eyebrows were all bent. "Huier, did that snack be given to the woman?"

"Here it is, it's a salute." Long Boss shoved the bamboo shoots into her mother's hands.

"She can say that the dim sum doesn't taste good? Will it be too sweet?" The dragon mother looked at the crooked bamboo shoots, and gently rubbed her eyebrows. .

"She's just a country woman, and she can be very picky. She hasn't eaten such good things." Long Boss was lying on the recliner in the yard, with Erlang's legs high.

"How can I say this, as long as it is your favorite, you can't have a view of the portal, people are good." The dragon mother pointed the crooked bamboo shoot at the dragon boss, and the tip of the bamboo shoot was just towards the dragon boss. She was happy in her heart. It was like discovering the big secret: "So she sent this bamboo shoot, and the bamboo shoots are still facing you. Does it imply that you are in your heart."

"Isn't it..." Dragon boss patted his palm on his head heavily, sending the crooked bamboo shoots because the mischievous woman would only deliver these things that could not be sold.

Almost anxiously told Gu Chunzhu about selling bamboo shoots at the bazaar. Look at his mother's enthusiasm for his daughter-in-law. If you are not sure, she will rush over.

The husband of the other person, the lame brother is alive and kicking, he muttered: "Don’t think about it, mother, sometimes you have to have it in your life, and you don’t have to be forced from time to time." It seems that the lame brother can’t die. ...

"Aqiu--" Su Wangqin, who was painting the big bed, sneezed, his nose was wrinkled, maybe someone was nagging him.