Chapter 805: Strong man, appointment? They are a shy and cowardly widow 15

Xia Liang wrote the secret letter to the male cousin before he started cooking and asked Zhang Han to go out and help her send it out.
In ancient times, if you wanted to spread a message, there was n’t no station or the like. It was just slow and easy to lose.
Xia Liang is powerless now, and can only pray in his heart that the letter can reach the other hand smoothly.
After having dinner, the two set up a stove again. Xia Liang was busy all afternoon, and finally he finished some things to be used.
"Zhang ... Zhang, it's hot. I'll make cold noodles for you at night, okay?" Xia Liang wiped the sweat from his face and felt his face was a little hot.
Now, even if she has no skill, her little face is flushed, and her little eyes blink so much that she is very hookable.
"Oh ... Okay ..." Zhang Han fainted. He felt that it was totally different to live together for one day.
Three meals a day, not only are all people waiting to prepare him, but also very delicious, it is delicious.
Not only that, but in the deserted small courtyard, which was only him, because of the more Xia Liang, it became a lot more angry and more like a home.
Twisted, looking at the newly built stove, and the new stone table in the courtyard, Zhang Han looked at Xia Liang again, full of heart, warm.
However, thinking of Xia Liang's talents and her ability to read and write, Zhang Han's heart was full of worries. He was afraid that Xia Liang would soon leave him and would not stay here at all.
He ... he was a country man with a dozen irons. If there were other better men, he realized that Xia Liang was good, and he had no ability to keep Xia Liang.
If you think about it like this, the good mood just now is gone, and the whole person is a little bored.
"Brother Zhang, this cold noodle ... don't you like it?" Xia Liang saw his soul unwilling to eat, something to eat, looked like soil, and raised his brows and asked.
What happened to her during the cooking, turned her family into a dead fish like this 'daughter is going to run with others'.
"Ah?" Zhang Han was so asked by her, immediately returned to God, quickly shook her head, and hurriedly praised,
"Okay ... delicious! It's delicious! It's so hot, cool, and soothing on a hot day. I've eaten this kind of thing for the first time ... Xia Meizi, you're amazing!"
Xia Liang heard his title to himself, and said nothing in his heart. This time, he finally spoke and corrected, "Zhang, you ... you call me cool in the future ... what's Xia Meizi, don't listen to death." ... "
Zhang Han glanced at her, red ears, and drank his head to eat noodles.
Xia Liang felt that it was a bit difficult to guess what he heard in this life.
However, the nature of this stuffy gourd is really stuffy, everything is in my heart, and I don't say anything.
She didn't want to push too tightly. When he saw his confusion, Xia Liang had no reason to bully him, it was almost impossible.
Seeing that he was full, Xia Liang looked at the sky and was still very bright. In this season, the day is long, the night is short, and the night is dark.
"Brother Zhang, do you think this noodle is delicious, right?" Xia Liang didn't rush to pack the chopsticks either, but blushed and asked.
"Yes! It's delicious! Take care!" Zhang Han nodded heavily, agreeing.
"Do you think if I sell this cold noodle to a fresh-food restaurant, would they want it?" Xia Liang continued to ask, and there was still embarrassment on his face.
After a moment of fright, Zhang Han nodded, then nodded again, and said, "This cold noodle and the restaurant are not there, I ... I think I will. If not, let's ask together?"
"Zhang ... Zhang, I made a lot of cold noodles, but I still have some. If not, you take it to help me, okay?" Xia Liang blushed, looked at him, his eyes were watery, with A trace of pleading.
"It's yours, you ... you don't want to go in person?" Zhang Han was so stunned by her, not to mention selling the noodles, even the pan was promised, but he wondered why Xia Liang was not in person go with.
"I ... I don't have a husband's house now, so I need to pay attention to it. The restaurant people are too complicated. I don't want to go ..." Xia Liang lowered her head, blushed, and said embarrassedly.
Zhang Han heard her say this, and her heart was particularly well received. She looked at her eyes a little softly, and immediately assured him, "Relax, I'll go."
"Thank you, Brother Zhang." Xia Liang smiled at him happily, went to the kitchen and put the noodles in a bowl, and put the seasonings separately, and explained to Zhang Han how to season the seasonings and how to mix the noodles.
After confirming that he had all the notes down, Xia Liang said again, "Brother Zhang, if the restaurant people want to buy, you ask, how much money they are willing to give, I will teach them how to do this and seasoning, and guarantee that in the future Not telling others. "
"Okay, I wrote it down!" Zhang Han responded, holding something and going out.
After Xia Liang waited for him to leave, after packing the chopsticks, he went to the shop in front and carefully looked at the finished product.
Picking up a sickle, Xia Liang glanced at him and waved it twice in his hands, frowning.
It's really hard to use.
At this moment, it is time to cut wheat, and the demand for this sickle has greatly increased. It is just that the sickle today is too difficult to use.
The suggestion is that when people change the forging method of this sickle, it is a good benefit.
It's just that I hit the iron every day and I'm too tired to be alone.
This hasn't started yet, Xia Liang is already worried about whether his man is tired, not thinking that he wants to make more money.
After a while, Zhang Han was full of red, and returned with some excitement.
As soon as he walked into the shop and saw Xia Liang, he rushed in front of her and said in excitement, "Xia girl, do you know how much silver the shopkeeper gave?"
When Xia Liang saw him like this, he followed with a smile. He didn't ask much silver, but blushed and said, "Zhang, you want me to call you cold ..."
"Oh ... oh, that ... it's cool," Zhang Han finished, embarrassed, scratched his head, and then said excitedly.
"It's ... fifteen or two ... I can save so much silver for more than half a year, it's cool, you're really good, a bowl of cold noodles, I have earned so much silver ..."
"Good luck ..." Xia Liang paused, looked up at him, and pretended to be shy, "When you get the silver, give it to Zhang, thank you ... thank you for keeping me ..."
When Zhang Han heard her, she was still excited, but she didn't know why, she was suddenly dull again, and she looked like she had been hit hard.
Xia Liang, "...?"
Did she say something wrong? !!
Earn money and give it to your lover, rightly so, what's wrong? !!