: 015 awkward, man's mind

Three days later, in the early morning, Fang Zizi sent a tool, and the sweet-scented osmanthus came. The three people worked hard for a while before they made the tofu.
Fresh tofu was released, and a few thousand snows made a lot of tofu dishes.
This tofu is smooth and tender, and it is fragrant and fresh. I have never eaten this recipe of Fangzizi and Guihuazi, and I can't wait to swallow my tongue.
This time and space is not polluted, it is all natural, and the taste made by tofu is naturally exceptional. She then smashed the root of the root that had been cut by the best Zhao Erqi into a soup to stew the tofu, and the taste was naturally better.
After giving her two tofus, they will tell them to go back and come back tomorrow morning.
Fang Zizi did not pick up the bowl of tofu, and some hesitantly said, "Sister, should you send some to the Baochang and the old people? After all, we have a few women, and there is still a man in front of it."
Mo Qiang smiled and replied. "The nephew doesn't mention it. The girl really forgot. It is time to give some to the Baochang and the old people. After lunch, the sister-in-law and the sister can go together."
How can she forget that doing so today is to give away, and what I will do tomorrow is to sell.
Fang Zizi heard this from the thousands of snow, and he was welcome. He took the bowl of tofu and turned back. Such a delicious food, she also wants to take a bit back to taste for men and children.
Six hundred yuan a month, only half a day? Still eating and taking, Guizizi never thought about such a good thing.
She licked her hand and said something embarrassed. "Ning Xiaozi, how can this be done? This can only be done for less than half a day, and it is eaten and taken. Otherwise, I will help you wash your clothes again..."
"Osmanthus sinensis, the days are still long. This tofu is delicate, and it will be broken once it is done." Mo Qiang smiled and stuffed the bowl of tofu into the hands of the sweet-scented scented scorpion, half with comfort, half-speaking and said, " After that, the tofu sold well and did a lot of work.
The sweet-scented osmanthus took over the bowl of tofu and was full of red eyes. Since her man died, no one has ever been so good to her. Everyone said that she was a husband, and even her family had few contacts.
This Ning Niangzi is really a good person!
"Ning Niangzi is talking about the scorpion. Although I am a little thinner, I still have some strength."
"..."
Ning Shaoqing taught Mengxue back, and Qian Qianxue also gave him a full tofu feast.
Looking at the unique dish color, Ning Shaoqing's eyes lit up. After each dish tasted a bite, he put down the chopsticks and asked faintly. "This is what you are going to sell? The taste is really good, just how you are going to take it out. Sell?"
When he saw him, he rarely cared about himself. He simply said the things before and after the sale of the menu, and also said some ideas.
Of course, she will not go to the street to sell, her intention is to hand over the tofu to Baiyunju. As for how Baiyunju wants to sell, she does not want to control it.
The tofu thing, it does not appear to appear very mysterious. However, there has been a person who knows some pharmacology and has more minds. He will always see the clue and find out the mystery of the brine.
This technology is too shallow, and the entry threshold is too low. It is definitely not a long-term solution to make money.
Therefore, she only intends to dig a bucket of gold.
A small tofu, not released, not good to transport, how to operate Baiyunju, she does not want to control.
Her energy should be placed on such long-term events. For example, how to open a soy sauce factory, vinegar factory, etc. can be sold to the whole country, perhaps the entire continent.
Ning Shaoqing was silent for a while, smirked and sighed. "Take me your contract and see it."
I didn't expect him to be interested in his own affairs. It was natural to find out the contract book and smile.
If you want to get along, you have to understand each other naturally. Is this a good start? He tries to understand himself and accept himself...
Ning Shaoqing looked at the contract, but a little snow was a small abacus in her heart.
After reading the contract, Ning Shaoqing folded it in his arms and did not have her ink treasure. When I saw this little plum, I thought about it.
What is he doing with this useless contract? The strange snow has not turned around, Ning Shaoqing smiled and said: "Is this contract drafted by yourself? Very good!"
There is a smugness in the heart of the thousands of snow, of course, in the modern position of her little boss is not falling in the sky. This contract seems to be simple, in fact, the bends inside are much more.
"At the time, the seven sons said that they would make a contract, and I handwritten two copies!"
Handy? Although Ning Shaoqing’s heart does not believe, his face is still a low smile. "This contract is equal to no standing. You can make your own decisions, whether it is a menu or a dish. If you are worried about not doing it, I will take the time to help you calculate it. The account is also ok."
It’s a moment, it’s a moment. At first, I was tens of thousands of gold and silver, and he was bothered. Now, because of her concern, she volunteered to help her manage a few books of tofu.
Since Ning Shaoqing is willing to help, it is natural to ask for it. Although she does not see this little tofu business in her eyes, this is an entry point to make the relationship between the two more harmonious. Why she is not happy.
"That's good, just listen to Mr.'s. There is a gentleman in the back, it must be wrong." The high hat must be put on him.
Ning Shaoqing's face has not changed. Apparently, she did not care about this high hat. Instead, she praised her. "Let Baiyun come to play this head-on, you can open this tofu market without spending time and thoughts. You are really good."

The first time they talked about it for so long, a meal was eaten and it was an unprecedented harmony.
In the afternoon, Mo Qianxue and Fangzizi sent tofu in the village and the family's hometown. Took a few words, and when they got home, it was not early. The osmanthus scorpion also sent two sets of new clothes.
Mo Qianxue chose a light blue for himself, and Ning Shaoqing chose Navy.
Light blue dress, sweet-scented osmanthus scorpion sapphire blue rim, rusted a few small plum blossoms in the plaque, it looks very elegant, the size is suitable after wearing a thousand snow, very satisfied with the turn of a circle.
"Osmanthus fragrans is very good, it doesn't work, it can be done in this way. This flower is also well embroidered, just like it, I put it all on."
"Ning Niangzi had grown well. The previous clothes were wide and large, and the colors were not bright, so they didn't line up the lady's good color." The osmanthus scorpion smiled as she finished the dress for her.
"That is also the sweet-scented osmanthus, and the sisters are less likely to come to the door later..."
"Ning Niangzi can see that the craft of the scorpion is lifting, what troubles are not troublesome, too much to see..."
The two laughed a few more words, Ning Shaoqing took the book into the door, and saw the strange snow and a blue standing there, fresh and neat, lying there on the spot.
Guihua Zizi saw Ning Shaoqing come back, and quickly got up and said that Nie was waiting for her to go back to dinner, and turned and left.
The strange snow sent away the sweet-scented osmanthus scorpion, Ying Ying came over, turned a circle, smiled, "Mr., you see this is what I asked for the osmanthus scorpion, do not fit?"
Ning Shaoqing glanced at the clothes on her body, and in the smirk, she covered up with a slight fall, and said, "It's pretty good."
Mo Qianxue got the answer he wanted, and he took out the set of navy robes. "This is yours, try it, see if it fits?"
Ning Shaoqing looked at the complex clothes and responded with a good sound. He turned and took off his gray coat.
A thousand snow raised a smile, not a man, but also shy! Not wearing a jacket! Seeing that he had turned over his clothes, Mo Qiang quickly replaced his new clothes.
When Ning Shaoqing was dressed, he turned around and the man was still the one who made the snow shine.
Just a simple navy blue gown with a dark green belt will change his temperament.
The eyebrows are as clear as Jingchuan Mingbo, and the posture is handsome and elegant.
A good classical man! Uncle Qianxue couldn't help but point out three hundred and twenty praises in his heart. He broke the whole robes for him and smiled. "Our scented scented scorpion is a good craft. You are also very fit. It's a pity that my female red is not good, otherwise it is not good. I will do it for you personally."
The strange thousand snow pulls the clothes, pulls the robes, and makes it natural. Ning Shaoqing is a reddish cough, and notices that the snow has replaced the dark red old clothes and frowned. "The new clothes are pretty good, why not wear them?"
"I will wait to cook, so as not to get dirty. I will go to the city to talk about business tomorrow, or keep it for tomorrow."
Mo Qianxue said it lightly, but Ning Shaoqing heard the sorrow and grief.
The two wents to gossip a few words, and a thousand snows turned and went out to cook.
Ning Shaoqing looked at the neatly folded blue dress on the bed, sometimes bitter in her eyes, sometimes confused, sometimes warm and nostalgic, and finally took off her new clothes.
After clumsy stacking, put it neatly on the light blue dress.
One blue and one green, two clothes are tied together, intimate. Ning Shaoqing sat on the edge of the bed and stroked the two pieces of clothing, and the corner of his mouth was slightly tilted out of a good-looking arc.
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