"Wow, Kouzi, so much flour? It's hard to buy!"

After finishing the work for noon, Wang Baozhu was packing the tables, chairs and benches. However, when he saw Li Fugui riding a tricycle, he pulled over more than a dozen bags of flour, and Wang Baozhu ignored everything.

"You are so lucky, Sister Baozhu. My husband said that your coconut rice is really delicious, so in order to express his gratitude, I specially made eighteen bags of Hebei flour for you. I will send you one of the eighteen, and I will bring people to eat in the future and collect less."

"Thank you? Hello, Jiaozi, what you mean... I don't have money."

"If you want to give it to me, I will be reluctant to accept it."

"Ah! Give it? I'll give it to you. Wow, do you know how expensive the flour is in Shalonggang? If you want to fry a fish ball, you can only hook up a little cassava flour. I don't know how unpalatable it is."

Wang Baozhu curled her lips repeatedly, suddenly her eyes turned around and she was overjoyed, "Hey, Jiaozi, how old is your husband this year?"

“…”

"What do I do? Look at me, I want to try it too. Don't look at your sister Baozhu now... Yes, he is a little fat, but only a little bit. When I was young, I was not only capable, but actually looked pretty good. Who doesn't know about the Wang family's flower on the dock..."

"Sister Baozhu."

"how?"

"Did you see that slurry bucket?"

Wang Jiao pointed to the bucket not far away, and several wild cats "meowed", but they were not afraid of people, and they were still looking for food around the bucket.

"I saw it, what's wrong with the slap bucket?"

"I think this bucket is slimmer than you."

"Better than me...you!!!"

He picked up the rag in his hand, and Wang Baozhu smashed it towards Wang Jiao.

After avoiding the rag, Wang Jiao smiled and said, "Don't be angry, Sister Baozhu, eighteen bags of flour, how much business you can attract? Fry a few large pieces of rice and make a braised braised, or mix it with soy sauce. Wow, do you know how rich people in Island North and Xigang are?"

When Wang Baozhu heard the money, he became energetic and smiled: "Oh, Jiaozi, you know, I am a woman's family and don't know the way. Even if I want to sell it, I have no way. Besides, if there is a big brother who is there, I will be stuck there, I will not pay any money when I don't pay any money when I go to the pier."

Wang Baozhu didn't know that Wang Jiao's husband was actually Qian Biao, the vice principal of Yigong School. He just knew that Wang Jiao had been worshipping Mr., using a pen, and studying and literacy to take the exam. It was simply amazing.

In Wang Baozhu's opinion, the worst loss in her life is to make a coconut rice for a scholar, and the second loss is to give birth to a son, black gold.

But the most profitable thing is to take in Wang Jiao, this handsome guy!

Wang Baozhu had already thought about it. As long as Wang Jiao did well in the exam, she would directly change the name of "Baozhu Coconut Rice" to "Zhetou Coconut Rice"!

At that time, I will set up a stall at his door and I will have to increase my money every month!

Have to add more money!

Increase money!

"Try it first, Sister Baozhu, I'll eat it one bite after another. It's December now, do you know what business will be?"

"What business?"

Wang Baozhu was confused, "What business can December have? Isn't it all the same?"

"No, Sister Baozhu, how did you do business over the years?"

"How did you do it? Isn't it just doing it, what else can you do?"

"So you want to study. Haven't you noticed that there have been many northerners killed in Longgang recently?"

"So what? They don't eat my mother's coconut rice."

“…”

"What the hell is it? You are so naive. You know I haven't studied, so you don't say it directly? So scholars are just too sensible and all are black..."

“…”

Wang Jiao, who looked speechless, had no choice but to say, "Think about it, Sister Baozhu, December, winter. There is no winter in Killinglonggang, but at this time, it is snowing in the Yangtze River. If you have a way, you must take a boat to the South China Sea for vacation."

"Huh? You said that..."

"So, you have to study. Otherwise, you have never seen snow in your life, how can you know what winter?"

"Why don't I know winter? I'm eating dumplings in winter, I can make dumplings! That one of the two who was flopped and told me to go to Beihai to watch the snow. I believe him... "

Wang Baozhu, who turned on the insult and cursing mode, forced Wang Jiao to wonder what kind of person Hei Jin's father was to make Wang Baozhu so resentful.

Apart from being resentful, there is actually not much real hatred. Wang Jiao, who once worked as a security guard at a normal university, once saw a top female literary youth who was dumped by a top scumbag many times. He always ran to his best friend and cried and told him that the scumbag was really a scumbag and would not die well. But as long as the scumbag turned around and fucked, all the curses before would fart.

To put it bluntly... I can't let it go.

Wang Jiao dared to be so sure that Wang Baozhu was the same, because during the days when he was killing fish with "Baozhu Coconut Rice", he judged from his observations and experiences that Wang Baozhu had never found another one for so many years.

I have a lot of mouth, but in fact, everyone is a scumbag...

Heiwozi's biological father... is quite awesome, in various senses.

"Don't worry about snow or not, Sister Baozhu. Winter is here, and rich people from the north will come to spend the winter. I heard from my husband that it is hard to get tickets on the Wuhan-Guangzhou Line now, and Guangzhou is full of people. The Canton Traffic Line is connected. In the past, there would be a regulatory notice from the Ministry of Transport, which would definitely arrange for rich people to take the bus with peace of mind."

"Jiaozhou? Wow, it's normal to come to Jiaozhou and kill Longgang again."

Wang Baozhu is quite smart. After thinking about it for a while, she understood.

"Well, how about it, Sister Baozhu, fry some big rice first, make a braised braised, soy sauce or braised directly. Whether you are Henan, Hebei or Jiangnan, there is always something suitable, right?"

"Yes, why didn't I expect it? Jiaozi, let me tell you, it was the past, there were always scholars with guns and knives around their waists, and then they said that it was a field trip, inspection, travel, etc...."

Speaking of this, Wang Baozhu's eyes were actually full of spirits, and his happy aftertaste made Wang Jiao tremble for a moment.

Heiwozi’s father... is quite awesome, in all senses!

After Wang Jiao left with his men, the "Bowzhu Coconut Rice" immediately boiled hot water and boiled.

"Wow, you're so lucky, Ah Zhu, so much flour, I don't know how much money I can make when I sell it."

"I have said before, Azhu is beautiful and kind-hearted, and she is blessed with her destiny!"

"So much flour, will Ah Zhu have to finish it?"

Wang Baozhu, who was smiling there, covered his mouth with one hand and swung the rag with the other: "Oh, it's not that good, it's winter. Jiaozai heard that I had never seen the snow in the north, so he made some flour from the north, oh ho ho ho ho ho..."
Chapter completed!