"Xiaosi, do you think this boss can really come to Jiangjiaba for a few dishes?"

Mrs. Qiu asked Lu Shengge about this no less than ten times along the way. Lu Shengge was not very sure and could only comfort Ms. Qiu over and over again.

Lu Xiange didn't know whether the owner would come, but if the owner was serious, he would at least send a capable person to taste the dishes.

What she bought was not just a recipe for long fish dishes, but also a long fish feast consisting of eight long fish dishes.

It seems that Fushun owner has dared to open more than a dozen branches in just ten years.

Even a small place like Jiangjiaba can open a shop, which shows that the owner of Lai Fushun must not be that kind of pedantic person.

Whether it works or not, we probably won’t know until we try the dish again.

"Mom, don't worry about whether you can make it now. I just took advantage of these few days to practice the remaining four dishes with my eldest sister. If Lai Fushun's boss really wants to send someone here, they will definitely not only cook four dishes this time. Even if

We only cook four dishes, we agreed to give them eight dishes, there is no reason to repeat what we have already done."

"Ah... yes." Mrs. Qiu nodded hesitantly, "Then I'll go back and practice the four long fish dishes."

Although she agreed, Qiu's brows did not loosen.

It’s not that she’s afraid of cooking, or that she can’t cook well, it’s that she can’t bear to spend money!

The long fish cooked in cooking can be sold for money. She still felt very distressed if she had to cook such expensive long fish into dishes and then eat them by the whole family.

If these long fish could be sold, the food purchased would be enough to feed their family for half a year.

"Little Four."

Mrs. Qiu hesitated for a long time, and finally said what she was thinking: "Otherwise, let your eldest sister cook the remaining four dishes. It's not that my mother won't do it, let your eldest sister do it, and my mother will help her. Your eldest sister...

…Your eldest sister is different from you after all.”

As for the difference, Mrs. Qiu couldn't tell.

Xiaoqing is different from Xiaoli and Xiaoyu. She is almost at the age of marriage, but because of her stuttering, marriage is bound to be more difficult than her two younger sisters.

Among the children, the one Qiu loves most is not her youngest son Lu Xiaowu, but her eldest daughter Lu Xiaoqing.

This is her and Lu Quan's first child, and the one who has suffered the most with them. Xiaoqing has also been a lively and intelligent child since she was a child. If she hadn't taken good care of her when she was a child and was frightened, she wouldn't have become a child.

Now like this, it has become a stutter.

"Okay, let the eldest sister cook the remaining four dishes, and my mother will watch from the side."

Lu Sheige didn't care who cooked it. She didn't ask her eldest sister to learn how to cook long fish dishes because she was afraid that her parents would disapprove.

After all, the eldest sister is getting older. Who knows if her parents will be willing to let her show up as a big girl.

Now that Qiu took the initiative to bring it up, Lu Sheige was very happy.

Lu Xiaoqing's character is too introverted and weak, and Lu Xiangge doesn't expect his eldest sister to be as aggressive as his second sister, but at least she can't be like this now. She doesn't even want to go out, and just stays in the cabin all day long, doing work and taking care of her in silence.

Xiaowu.

Now the eldest sister's stuttering problem has gradually improved. It would be better if she could be more bold.

The mother and son walked through the streets and alleys, each thinking their own thoughts, and they didn't even have time to watch the excitement on the streets.

Passing by Dongjia Clothing Store, I heard someone calling Lu Xiuge at the door of the store: "Little brother, that little brother, wait a minute."

"Little brother, I am Dong Yong!"

"Hey, that little brother in red..."

Lu Sheige didn't think he was calling her. It wasn't until someone grabbed his arm from behind that he turned around in surprise: "You called me?"

"Yes! You don't know that I have been looking for you for a long time."

Dong Yong's face was full of joy. He grabbed Lu Sheige and dragged him into the store, "Last time you left in a hurry, I didn't even ask you your name or where you live. It was a coincidence. I saw you when I came to the store today."

There was unabashed joy in his tone.

Mrs. Qiu was a little worried at first, but when she saw how familiar Lu Sheige was with this young master, she felt slightly relieved: "Xiaosi, do you know him?"

"I know you, Mom, he is from the Luo Family Cloth Shop..."

Lu Xiangge's eyes fell on the shiny new signboard beside him, and he quickly changed his words, "He is the young master from the Dong family cloth shop. I bought the cloth for the clothes I am wearing at his house."

Mentioning Lu Sheige's clothes, Mrs. Qiu immediately understood that the Dong family had robbed the cloth shop and then robbed it back, and sold a piece of cloth to her family at a very cheap price.

Dong Yong scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment, and called his aunt to Mrs. Qiu: "Aunt, don't listen to my little brother's nonsense. What a little boy, my name is Dong Yong, aunt, just call me Xiao Yongzi."

Qiu just smiled and said nothing.

The young master of the Dong family's cloth shop, she, a fish girl, couldn't open her mouth to call people by their nicknames.

"Auntie, I'm just so happy to see my little brother."

Dong Yong smiled broadly at Mr. Qiu and pulled Lu Xiangge's arm without letting go. He looked at Lu Xiangge again and said, "I should have thanked you last time. I'm so happy that my father and brother are back.

Forgot."

In the past few days, Dong Yong would keep an eye out in the town, trying to find the guy who threw the mud that day, but he didn't expect to meet him today.

"Thank you for nothing. If you want to thank me, I should be the one thanking you. You only charged me seventeen cents for a large piece of cloth. I took a huge advantage."

What Lu Sheige was wearing today was the new cloth he bought that day. He originally planned to make two sets of clothes for Xiao Wu, but Xiao Qing made her a coat.

And because it was white, it felt a bit inappropriate to wear on the body. Lu Xiange and Xiaoyu also tinkered with it, finding rice husks and other materials to dye it, turning it into the dark brown color it is now.

Although this color is not very beautiful, it is durable and low-key, which is much better than wearing a white one.

I heard Lu Sheige mention that the clothes he was wearing were made from the white cloth he bought at Dong's house.

Dong Yong's eyes were full of disbelief: "What you bought...no...isn't it white cotton? How...why has it changed color?"

"I dyed it."

"Did you dye it?"

Dong Yong's hands were shaking with excitement. He pulled the corners of Lu Sheige's clothes and rubbed them vigorously. If it wasn't inappropriate, he would have spitted on his clothes and rubbed them to see if the stain would stay on.

Lu Sheige was a little frightened by his actions, and hurriedly pulled the corner of his clothes out of Dong Yong's hand: "It won't fade. If you don't believe it, try it with some water."

But if this person really can't control it and spits on her clothes, how will she wear them then?

Hearing this, Dong Yong's eyebrows lit up: "Then let me try."

With that said, he ran into the cloth shop and went to find some water.

No wonder Dong Yong was so impatient. The white cotton cloth was taken back to the store that day, and only some that were bitten by mice and stained with urine were sold cheaply, but there were still many that were not harmed and were still piled in the warehouse.
Chapter completed!