Chapter 562: Small buns request

In a short day, not only the Enan City, Shanyang City, Tianhong City and Yunhai City, there are several Yanshi convenience groceries at the same time, in southern Xinjiang. The grocery store is basically monopolized by the Kang family. Yan is the country’s surname. People who are a little bit of a look know that this is the prince’s declaration of war with the Kang family. The other three families and the more powerful families of the cities. They all choose to look at the fire from the other side of the bank. If you want to see if you are in the end, it’s the prince’s power, or the Kang family’s strength.
"Grandpa, hey, what do we do now? Do you want someone to destroy their tricks?"
Tianhong City Kangjia Mansion, Kang Huaiyang also did not feel the mood to shake the fan again, but the handsome face is full of haze, Yan Ruirui is clearly directed at their Kang family, they must not lose to them.
"People may wait for us to vote for the net!"
The old man gave him a glance. He had quite a opinion on him about Yan Xiaodong, but the more he was, the more unhappy he was in Kang Huaiyang’s heart, and the more hatred of Yan Ruirui.
"Huaiyang, your grandfather is right. Now we can't move, don't worry about them. It's not a business to do business. Is the southern Xinjiang a common place? They want to win by quantity, it's impossible, let alone big. Some of the business lines are in our hands, as long as we secretly ask others not to sell them to them, they want to open it is difficult."
Kang Huaiyang’s father Kang Buyuan’s condensed voice echoed the old man. Now many people in southern Xinjiang are staring at them. Their victory is what they should be. If they are defeated, it is estimated that they will soon be swallowed up by the whales. The four families are not absolutely Some people wait to replace them.
"There is no need to do so many things, let them toss, the business of Nanjiang people is not so good, we do not point to the grocery store to make money, how is this year's mountain goods collected?"
The old man warned them to look at them. They asked about the goods from the mountain. Every year from February to June, when the mountain goods were abundant, they often earned more than a million dollars in these months. Compared with, but not a small number, in order to maintain the relationship with the outside world, the mountain goods must not have a bad pool.
"It's still pretty good, the goods are quite a lot. Like the previous years, the good times are mixed together, but the people from Nanzhou come to say that they want to purchase a large number of mountain goods. Please send us to Nanzhou to talk, father you. Look at this business to pick up?"
Kang Buyuan has always been cautious. Nanzhou is an ordinary man. He is the only one who sees him. He really wants to deal with the big family, but their purchase is very large, and it is only the first time. I am afraid I will add it later, but he is a bit worried that the other party can't eat so much. If something goes wrong, it will be troublesome. After all, some mountain goods can't be put.
"Who would be too much money? You will go to Nanzhou in person, remember to inquire about the other party before signing the contract, and make sure that you are secure."
"Yes, the baby will go to South Island tomorrow morning."
Seeing that the father also agreed, Kang Bu was determined to be firm and determined, and he said to his son: "Huaiyang, the matter of acquiring the mountain goods will be handed over to you, and the prince will open the grocery store and let him drive. Let’s send someone to stare. Don't let them make any tricks, don't do anything extra."
For the business, Kang family is still very confident.
"Yes, father."
Kang Huaiyang narrowed his eyes, where no one saw it, his eyes quickly flashed through the haze, and he would never let them do.
Southern Hubei.
Ling Jingxuan’s secret meeting the next day, after seeing the people recommended by the shopkeepers, basically did nothing in the next few days. During the day, there was nothing to tease the children, play games with the children, and play with his family at night. The family’s little days don’t have much leisure time.

Hey, hey?

On this day, Ling Jingxuan is nothing to sum up the information collected by him and Yan Ruirui personally visiting various villages and towns in the past, wondering how to gather the hearts of the people, swallowing the four families from the outside, and the perennial ostriches and squads rushed from the outside. When I came in, Ling Jingxuan put down the charcoal pen and looked at him strangely. What happened?
"Hey, why doesn't my sister have a little bird?"
"amount"
Just for this? Ling Jingxuan felt full of black lines, and Liu was a girl. Is it strange to have a small bird?
"What the is it?"
Seeing that there was no response, the small group took his one's strength and shook. It rained outside these two days. I just fell down on the ground with my sister and got a mud. He sent her sister back with Long Aunt, Long Auntie. When he changed his clothes for his sister, he discovered that his sister didn’t have any small birds. He wanted to open his sister’s legs and look carefully. He didn’t know that his sister had been crying. He said that he would take her little bird to her. After reading, she still cried, and the aunt also rushed him out. If he didn't understand, he ran to find him.
"Because my sister is a girl?? No, how do you know that your sister doesn't have a small bird?"
Halfway through the words, Ling Jingxuan decisively noticed that it was wrong. Dan Feng’s eyes looked at him like a doubt. The little would not do anything that would be too much.
"Because I saw it, is it? One?"
I didn’t realize that the old man was a little twitching. The small group relied on him to honestly say the same thing. After the incident, he still curiously said: "Why are girls no small birds? Then they How do you pee? Brothers have small birds, my sister is so strange!"
Are you strange, okay?
If you can, Ling Jingxuan really wants to give him back, and after he has figured out the ins and outs, he is so shy that he is bleeding from his face. How can a boy have to open the girl's legs to find a small bird? Did he have a small metamorphosis?
"Hey, what's wrong with you? The small group is coming over, and the third brother brought you something delicious."
Lingwu, who was holding a paper bag, walked in with Xiaohuzi, and the expression was not quite right. Lingwu couldn’t help but look at it more, but his attention quickly turned away, no need to guess. I know, it must be the small group of their family who is doing something stupid. "What is delicious?"
As soon as I heard that there was something to eat, the small group decided to forget the thing just now. The fart turned to the past, the little buns opened the oil paper bag mysteriously, and the hot air floated out with the smell of fragrance. The little dumplings almost didn’t drool. Pulling him and screaming and jumping: "Good fragrant, third brother, tiger brother, hurry up, people are hungry."
"You!"
Ling Wu poked his head and poked his head, and with the little tiger, speed up the movement, two oil and paper bags opened, lying on top is actually two small roasted leg of lamb, fresh fleshy, sprinkled with pepper paprika and fine The salt is roasted with golden coke, and the outside is crisp and tender, and the oily look is tempting.
"Good times."
The small group couldn't help but climb the stool, and slammed on the table and took a bite. The half face was stained with oil, and several people were funny. Ling Jingxuan who smelled the smell also found the scalpel to cut a piece of meat. Put it into the mouth, the taste is very beautiful, the meat and tender gravy is also very full, the spicy and spicy cover the smell of the sheep, people want to eat.
"Where are you going to find it? The taste is really good."
The son is delicious, most like to search for food everywhere, Ling Jingxuan did not manage him, but the roast leg of lamb brought back this time is really delicious.

It’s delicious? This is our own roast.

Ling Wu walked over from behind and stared at his old man, and his head was intimately resting on his shoulder. His face was inviting, and the little tiger next to him nodded. Not only that, but the sheep also hunted themselves. Come, Uncle Wings are jealous that they are getting more and more powerful. "You? Is this a taste of eating?"
People who have always eaten can roast such delicious lamb, what is the experience of eating it?
"Hate, hey, people are talented, hey, can I discuss things with you?"
Habitually sprinkled with him, Ling Wu turned to his opposite side to sit down, as for the small group, is kneeling on the table and fighting with the fragrant roast leg.
"What's the matter? See you so serious, don't you know what else to think about?"
He still doesn't know his son? Only when he asks for him will he be serious.
"It’s not a brainstorming. Hey, look at the resident army in southern Xinjiang. It’s not stationed outside the city. The city of Eunan is not as big as the capital. It doesn’t take long to go back and forth in the city. Li, so I want to go to the military camp to learn and learn from the tiger. I am also familiar with the military affairs while practicing and practicing myself. What do you think?"
Carefully look at my old lady, the little buns said, he could not forget his general's dream for a moment. He used to go to the Golden State camp every year, but the time is short, not familiar yet. To go, this army is equal to camping at their doorstep. If you don’t go, you will be too sorry for yourself. He does not want to be a general who will only talk on paper.
Like him, he loves to learn martial arts. He is also full of illusions about the young tigers who are full of fantasies. If you have a good chance, you are afraid that the masters will not agree.
"Good thing, but everything related to the military is the responsibility of your father. I can't be the master. If you want to go, go to your father and spoil. Don't you eat this?"
The son wants to work hard for his dreams. The reason he has no objections is not? Although he really does not like him to fight to kill the enemy.
"Nothing, I agree with it. Who doesn't know that the Father is listening to everything?"
The little buns immediately smiled like a flower. In the eyes of outsiders, it is natural to assume that their family’s embarrassment is only a man of the back house. The father is the real family. Their brothers are better than anyone else. Home, they can talk about it in and out of the house, and convince him that it is to convince the father.
"Ghost spirit! How old a child is, and he is still spoiled."
Let him give amused, Ling Jingxuan poked his forehead, and the little buns leaned back and held his arm and said: "The big son is also the son of a donkey. What happened to his son and you? I just like to be with you. No one else can control it."
In fact, it is not too big. It is less than ten years old when he is nine years old. It is only a little bigger than a few years ago.
"You, Rui Rui is in front of the door to accompany Xiaobei to deal with things, to talk to him, but I can say that the ugly words first in front, you don't want to test the show just three minutes of heat, then tired and tired, don't regret it. I will also explain that Yan Yi is incapable of giving up his feelings. It is necessary to know that there is more sweat during practice, less blood in the war, and that the generals are always trained. No one is born."
Ling Jingxuan said that he was strict, and if he could, he really didn't want him to go, but? ? He respects the child's dreams, and the only thing he can do is to teach him as much as he can.
"Yes!"
Lingwu Xiaohuzi both learned that the Thunder team was standing upright, and Ling Jingxuan’s slapper was shot on their ass: "What about the skin, go ahead."
"嘿嘿"
The two children ran out with a smile and happy, Ling Jingxuan sent their backs disappeared before shaking their heads and turning around.
"Halo, my little bastard, are you doing this?"
It wasn't until this time that he discovered that the little corps didn't know when he had climbed onto the table. The greasy hands were holding a leg of lamb and they were full of oil. The clothes on his face were all covered with oil.
"Eat meat, hey, how many times??"
The small group said that the bite that was still satisfied, Ling Jingxuan felt that the brain was pressing hundreds of tons of black lines, this child? ? Who is it like?