Nine Zero, the cannon fodder wife of the paranoid boss is reborn

Chapter 72 Gifts delivered to your door

Go back to the utility room and turn over the snake repellent.

Xiao Wei hesitated all the way, and finally had the courage to speak: "Snake repellent will be ineffective when it rains."

"Moreover, it can only drive us away from our backyard. If there are snakes upstream or downstream, they will come over."

Before Bai Lu came to tinker with the vegetable garden, Xiao Wei encountered snakes several times in the weeds by the river.

Although they were driven away every time and snake repellent was put on them, when it rained and the powder was washed away, the snakes came again.

Xiao Cheng glanced at the little guy standing by the river. He didn't want to talk to him at first, but seeing the worry on his face, he remembered what Bai Lu said just now.

After a pause, he said in a calm tone: "Make a circle of bamboo to surround the rose, and then sprinkle the medicinal powder on it."

Xiao Wei lowered his head and glanced at how few bamboos were left. In fact, there were only eight bamboos left, and his little eyebrows twisted.

"But there are not enough bamboos." There are so many flowers.

Xiao Cheng raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the chestnut tree beside the vegetable garden and the big branches on the tree.

"Bai Lu said that pruning the branches at this time will damage the chestnut tree." Xiao Wei decisively said Bai Lu's original words.

Give up Xiao Cheng's idea of ​​cutting down branches to surround the flowers.

Xiao Cheng clicked his tongue impatiently and glanced at him, "Go to the woodshed and bring some firewood."

Xiao Wei turned around and ran. After running a few steps, he suddenly remembered something and stopped to turn around.

"Long." Xiao Cheng said.

The little figure ran away like the wind.

There wasn't much long firewood in the firewood house. If there were, Bai Lu wouldn't have to go to Wang Cuihua's house to borrow it.

But if you pick and choose, you can still get a dozen or so sticks, but a dozen or so sticks are not enough!

How is the elder brother going to surround the flowers?

Xiao Wei rushed out of the woodshed with a long piece of firewood in his arms and almost bumped into Bai Lu who was collecting clothes.

"What are you doing carrying firewood?"

Bai Lu held the clothing pole in one hand and held the three people's clothes in the other, with confusion on her face.

Xiao Wei put back the long piece of firewood that almost poked her, and said seriously: "I don't know."

"Big brother wants it."

After saying that, he hugged the firewood and ran towards the backyard.

Mysterious.

Bai Lu was a little curious and wanted to take a look. Suddenly there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

I had to put my clothes back in the main room and open the door.

When Wen Xiuyun saw Bai Lu outside the door, she immediately greeted her with a smile and gave her the black plastic bag in her hand.

"Bai Lu, this is the cured duck and cured duck legs that we brought back yesterday when we went to the countryside to worship our ancestors. They taste very fragrant. They are ducks raised in our own fields. The duck meat is very chewy. Take it back and try it.

taste."

Before Bai Lu had time to refuse, the plastic bag was hung up on her hand. The opening was not tied, and the inside could be seen at a glance.

Three big wax ducks and six wax duck legs.

In small towns these days, eating a piece of meat is a luxury, and three unopened whole ducks and duck legs are given as a gift.

Bai Lu couldn’t accept this great gift because she didn’t deserve any reward. “Fifth aunt is too polite. Two duck legs chopped into pieces are enough for a big plate. Acheng Xiaowei and I can’t eat much. Let’s try two duck legs.”

That’s enough.”

"You want to set up a stall to sell fruits, and the children at home have to go to school. The elders in the family should help take care of the ducks. How can I taste so many of the ducks that you have worked so hard to raise? If you insist on giving them all to me.

, then I can only ask about the price first.”

After asking about the price, the next step is definitely to pay.

Giving money means buying something, not giving it away.

Wen Xiuyun said hurriedly: "No, I said I gave it to you, how can I still ask for money? What's the difference between giving money and buying it on the street? We still have a lot of cured ducks and cured duck legs at home. We can eat ducks until the next trip."

I can’t even finish the cured duck.”

"There are only three ducks and six duck legs in it, which is not even enough to fit between the teeth. You should show respect to the fifth aunt and take it back for a taste. Don't be polite to the fifth aunt."

She knew that Bai Lu didn't like to beat around the bush, nor did she like to accept gifts for no reason. If she was seen by the neighbors if she delayed any longer, she didn't know what kind of gossip would spread.

Wen Xiuyun was lagging behind and immediately stated her purpose: "Bai Lu, my fifth aunt heard that you went back to the countryside to worship your ancestors yesterday. Did you bring back any good news?"

Bai Lu understood now.

He answered tacitly with a smile: "There is good news. Cheng and I ordered a batch of chestnuts in the countryside. The flesh is very plump, the texture is soft and sweet, and there are basically no shriveled and cracked bad fruits. It is as high quality as the last batch."

Wen Xiuyun's face was full of joy: "That's really great. You don't know that during the last few days of the shutdown, customers couldn't buy sugar-roasted chestnuts, so they went to Li Shuixian's house across the street to buy some paste chestnuts to satisfy their craving, and ended up eating them one by one.

They all came to me and vomited their bitterness, saying that their intestines were green with regret."

"It said it didn't taste the same at all. I couldn't swallow it at first. Then I swallowed the one I bought, but the taste was always wrong. It was never the taste I wanted."

"Everyone is urging me to stop selling fruit and go home and fry chestnuts as much as I want..."

Wen Xiuyun held Bai Lu's wrist and smiled so much that the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes became younger: "Didn't my husband also take some sugar-roasted chestnuts before and give them to customers in the city to try them out? You don't know, during the Qingming Festival, people made reservations

, which is more than the roasted chestnuts we sold in several days."

As he spoke, he turned his head and looked behind him.

Bai Lu followed her gaze and saw a motorcycle parked there. There was a middle-aged uncle with a kind smile on the car, who was smiling and nodding at her to say hello.

Bai Lu also smiled and nodded in response.

Although everything was expected, it was still a bit unexpected to receive the good news so soon.

Moreover, the amount of the cured duck and cured duck legs... Bai Lu guessed that Wen Xiuyun might have something to say.

As expected, Wen Xiuyun reported all the good news one by one, and after chatting a few commonplace words.

Finally, she asked in a soft voice: "Bai Lu, fifth aunt was selling fruits at the stall today. She saw Wang Cuihua next door going to the street to buy vegetables. She told everyone she met that she also wanted to do business. No one asked her what she was doing.

Business."

"She said she also sells sugar-roasted chestnuts... She also said the taste is exactly the same as what I sell at home, and they are the most authentic..."

What Wen Xiuyun said was also deleted.

What Wang Cuihua answered at that time was that she was in the same place, serving the same authentic roasted chestnuts with sugar.

Wang Cuihua lived next door to Bai Lu, and her deceased husband was said to have been Xiao Cheng's brother for many years.

Besides going to Bai Lu to get the most authentic sugar-roasted chestnuts, where else could Wang Cuihua get it?

Wen Xiuyun's heart was tightened at that time, if Bai Lu's partner was changed to Wang Cuihua.

What should we do with the old customers who have developed an appetite for roasted chestnuts with authentic sugar?

She and her husband have so many reservations, where can they make the most authentic sugar-roasted chestnuts for their customers?

Wang Cuihua occupies the market. Will those customers who come back to her because of sugar-roasted chestnuts turn around and buy from Wang Cuihua again and stop patronizing her business?

Thinking of these heavy losses, Wen Xiuyun could not sit still, so she quickly sent the cured duck and duck legs that she had originally promised to sell to old customers as gifts to Bai Lu with her husband, and took the opportunity to inquire about the news.

(End of chapter)