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

There are also some students who don't trust the quality of the shoots, ask to peel them off, and some are unreasonable. Gu Chunzhu told them the price. If there are no problems after peeling, they must buy them back.

The shoots are not long worms basically peel off and look at them and buy them back. At most, a few difficult Guests will count this shoots off and there won't be much meat left to peel off the shoots.

Thirteen shoots were sold in the back of the basket this morning, and the remaining three were lying alone on the ground, ready to sell them cheaply, and watched as Fu sister-in-law arrived.

“Spring bamboo, let me find it.” Sister-in-law Fu gasped and carried a basket behind her back.

When I saw Gu Chunzhu put her hand on her shoulder and gasped for several rough breaths, I took off the back basket. Inside the back basket was more than a dozen shoots. "Yesterday and this morning, it was just hard to find. Sell it for me. ”

“Done!” Gu Chunzhu responded quickly. Sister-in-law Fu was sleepy and sent pillows. This first day must be a little longer, so that everyone knew there were shoots for sale here.

Sister-in-law Fu left the shoots on her back with a basket on her back and lay down in Gu Chunzhu's ear. “Just give me four pennies at the mouth of our three villages, you still have to collect taxes! ”

“Sister-in-law, I'll sell it for you. You can't earn the difference.” Gu Chunzhu thought that Sister-in-law Fu had helped them so much, he was really embarrassed to collect the money.

But Sister Fu ignored her and left with an empty basket.

Gu Chunzhu continued to sell shoots. This time, he welcomed the tax-collecting Eagle Brother. Brother Eagle opened a smile on Gu Chunzhu's face and took a little pleasure in it. He laughed and Gu Chunzhu's scalp became numb.

“I remember your relationship with our boss!” Brother Eagle pointed to Gu Chunzhu, and Gu Chunzhu pulled the corner of his mouth. His throat was bigger. The whole street knew that she had a good relationship with the dragon boss. The people in the street were afraid of the dragon boss. Gu Chunzhu didn't want to be supplied by everyone.

“Brother Eagle, I'm putting up a month.” Gu Chunzhu, knowing the rules, handed over the money.

Hawk nodded satisfactorily, shaking his little book head around, frowned several times and left.

Gu Chunzhu didn't even notice that he continued to drink his shoots. “Shoots, shoots, shoots, tar shoots, shoots of meat, chilled shoots, old duck shoots...” She couldn't think of any new words, so she simply put them on the menu.

The street shoppers also hung their brains every day to buy what dishes. Gu Chunzhu's name really attracted a few more, and bought a few shoots.

When the sun dawned, many of the rest of Gu Chunzhu's stalls were crooked shoots. People from the less beautiful Min dynasty did not buy them, saying they were afraid to eat them.

What a distortion! Gu Chunzhu dared not agree. She was going to sell it for a while. At this time, people in the street gave in automatically, and a relaxed shadow walked over.

Gu Chunzhu looked up and saw it. As she had just said, she tried to bury her head so as not to attract this master. I didn't expect the Dragon boss to come this way.

“Cough!” Boss Long coughed.

“Brother Long, it's you, my family's woodland shoots are buried under the mud for you.” Gu Chunzhu picked up the shoots and handed them over. This hand of yellow mud was abandoned by the Dragon boss to take a look.

With his hands in his waist, he picked out his eyebrows like a cheerful person, and the surrounding stalls didn't dare to come out. He subconsciously ignored the people beside him, pointing to Gu Chunzhu's bamboo shoots: “You uninteresting, cheap woman, give me two layers of skin, ask Grandpa to grab a hand of yellow mud, it looks like a dung. ”

Gu Chunzhu's lips hurriedly recovered her indifferent face, lest Boss Long discovered that she had laughed. She went to two layers of yellow mud skin, according to Boss Long, and handed the clean winter shoots with brown shoots to Boss Long.

“That's about it.” Boss Long grabbed the shoots and sandwiched them under his armpit. He threw something in his arms wrapped in oil paper into Gu Chunzhu's hand. “Grandpa didn't eat your food for nothing. My mother said she took your bags and warm tummy towels and made you pastries. ”

“Thank you, madam!” Gu Chunzhu put the pastry in his back basket.

Boss Long was satisfied with the angle of his lips, but he was dissatisfied with his mouth: “Madam, these street ladies are comparable to my mother! ”

“Yes, yes...” Gu Chunzhu sent the old man away in a good voice. He didn't take the words of the Dragon boss very seriously. After all, which son would find his mother ugly?

Boss Long turned his white eyes and walked away. Heartbeat, you blind little woman will know when you meet my mother, but a question arises in her heart, how can she see her mother!

Today his mother did make this emerald bean cake for Gu Chunzhu. That was because his mother mistakenly thought Gu Chunzhu was a widow. He was going to distribute it to these bastards, but this emerald bean cake was made by the Dragon Mother after several hours of kung fu. It would be a shame to give it to people like them to swallow dates.

He was preparing his own food. The hawk told me about Gu Chunzhu's stall. He couldn't write the word "shoots” and came here with a brochure to ask for help.

Boss Long clamped the shoots and went back to the front door. As soon as he knocked on the door, the man came out to open the door.

The dragon mother was sprinkling a sprouted tree in the courtyard, and saw the dragon boss come back and her good eyebrows bent, "Huaire, did you send that snack to the woman? ”

“Here you go, it's a gift.” The dragon boss stuffed the clamped shoots into her mother's hand.

“Can she say if the snacks don't taste right? Isn't it too sweet?” The Dragon Mother watched with a twisted shooting, and a gentle glance between her eyebrows. This is a good way to send a twisted shooting.

“She is a rural woman. How can she be picky from her mother? She has never eaten such good food.” Boss Long lay on a lounger in the yard with his tall, curly legs.

“How can you say that, as long as you don't have a portal in mind, people are good.” The dragon mother pointed the shoots at the dragon boss. The shoots pointed exactly towards the dragon boss. The joy in her heart seemed to be finding the big secret: “So she gave the shoots, the shoots still pointed towards you, doesn't it imply that you are in her heart? ”

“No...” Big Boss Long slapped his palm to his head and gave it away because that cheap woman would only give it away if it didn't sell.

Almost rushed to tell Gu Chunzhu about selling shoots at the market. Look at the strength of his mother's daughter-in-law. If he can't make it, he won't show up.

His husband, the crippled brother, was alive and jumping, he muttered: “Mother, don't think about it. Sometimes you have to have it in your life. Your life always begs for it.” Looks like that cripple brother can't die either...

“Autumn -” was sneezing Su Wangqin, painted on the queen bed, his nose wrinkled, no one was saying anything about him.