Song Qiu understood this potential hint, but pretended not to understand, and said with a smile: "Your boss sincerely wants to do business with this junior, which is my honor. Unfortunately, I really don't have much to spare. I'm really sorry."
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Hearing this, your boss' face could not help but turn cold. It's true that if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink it as a penalty.
Zhang Digua looked bad at the side. He didn't care if Song Qiu offended his boss. What he cared about was that he was the one holding the strings. If the business was not good, he would lose face, right?
So he quickly intervened to make peace, "Ah Qiu, your boss is not an outsider. Just for my uncle's sake, do this business with your boss!"
Song Qiu turned to look at him, glared, and said seriously: "Uncle Digua said this as if I don't care about your face. If I didn't care about your face, Uncle Digua, I wouldn't come here today! How did you know that your boss
It turned out that you wanted to talk to me about this seasoning. I really can’t get enough of it in my hand. If I had it, how could I not give it to your boss?”
"I told you first that next year, I will be the first to do business with your boss. What do you think, boss?"
When the day lilies are cold next year, his restaurant is already at the end of its rope. If it doesn't improve, how can it survive next year?
Boss Gui snorted coldly, but he planned to give Song Qiu another chance, "Next year is next year's business. There isn't much at the moment, so I can sell it to Gui for a certain amount. What do Song Xiaodong think?"
Is it necessary to succeed?
Song Qiu still shook his head, "There really isn't much that can be balanced."
Seeing that someone was so ignorant, your boss simply rolled up his sleeves, snorted coldly, and put the teacup in his hand back on the table, "Since Song Xiaodong's family looks down on you and is unwilling to do business with you, then your boss
Sorry, no more hospitality, please!"
He would immediately throw someone away if he disagreed with someone, and Song Qiu also admired his confidence to fall out with him as soon as he said so.
If it doesn't sell, don't sell it. If you leave, just leave.
Song Qiuma stood up quickly and walked out with Du Chuanfu.
When they got out of the car and came back again, Zhang Digua was not seen coming out, so Song Qiu ignored him and asked Du Chuanfu to pull out the car and went straight to Changxingfang.
In the private room, Zhang Digua was angry when he saw his boss. Song Qiu was also ignorant. She just stiffened her neck and left without looking back. She didn't know what to do for a while.
Boss Gui was angry, and now he didn’t want to talk to Zhang Digua at all. He refused to leave and said, "Boss Zhang, the grocery store is not busy?"
Zhang Digua was also angry at your boss's way of killing the donkey when it was used up, but he thought that your boss was not easy to make friends with, so he finally got this opportunity, but if he missed it, it would be gone.
At that moment, he pretended not to notice your boss's indifference and said: "This girl Song Qiu is too ignorant. She is lucky to be able to do business with your boss. She just doesn't understand. Maybe she really doesn't have much in her hands."
Is it even?"
Your boss snorted coldly and said nothing, obviously not agreeing with Zhang Digua's last words.
Zhang Digua was embarrassed, and it was true. He rolled his eyes and said: "It's okay if this seasoning business can't be done. I'll go back and see Song Qiu this time. What kind of workshop has this girl set up? It's not as good as the one for recycling red peppers."
The battle is still big, I can’t say there is any rarer spice than this one this time.”
Your boss was about to forcefully drive people away, but upon hearing this, Leng Buding raised his eyebrows and looked over, "What kind of workshop?"
"Some kind of sweet potato workshop has been set up. Sweet potatoes from all the villages in ten miles and eighty miles have been harvested. I don't know what to make for food. Every day, about twenty people are busy working in the workshop. The door is closed, and I can't see clearly.
." Zhang Digua said quickly when he saw that your boss was indeed interested.
Sweet potato?
Your boss raised his eyebrows again. He knows sweet potatoes. Isn’t that something that poor people use to fill their stomachs if they don’t have enough rice to ensure that they don’t starve to death?
What can I do to eat?
But then thinking about how this yellow-haired girl was able to make such a unique seasoning from red peppers that no one knew was useful and harvested in the field, your boss thought that he would not eat this sweet potato.
Somewhat expected.
This thing is still being made in the workshop, and outsiders still don’t know what it is. Nowadays, sweet potatoes are in good harvest, and you can get them anywhere.
If only I could know this recipe...
Boss Gui thought quickly in his mind, looked at Zhang Digua, his eyes became particularly soft, and said with a smile: "I was angry with this girl first, but I'm not angry with Brother Zhang. Brother Zhang, please don't ignore me."
Angry."
"What's wrong? Your brother's words are serious. Your brother and I are friends, so why would you be angry about something like this?" Zhang Digua walked down the steps and was very easy to talk to.
How could your boss not know that this person wants to curry favor with him?
Now he smiled more kindly, "Brother Zhang, what's going on in this workshop..."
Boss Gui and Zhang Digua were the only two people in the private room, muttering to each other, no one knew what they said.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Digua came out with a glowing face, caught up with the mule cart and returned home happily.
At that time, Song Qiu happened to step into Tongfang Pharmacy and saw Song Wenzhi in the backyard.
This time, Mrs. Shen was at home, and Song Zhenzhen was naturally there too. When she saw Song Qiu, she rushed over to her very happily, "Aunt Aqiu, Zhenzhen is thinking of you. I still want to eat the sesame balls last time! Mom and I will come tomorrow
My aunt and uncle are here too, can Aunt Aqiu do a good job for me?"
The three-year-old child really loves the fried, crispy sesame balls wrapped in sesame scent. He has been clamoring for them these days. Mrs. Shen ordered the kitchen to make them, but the fried sesame balls are always delicious.
It's not as good as Song Qiu's, so it's the time for the little girl to pout.
Song Qiu held the little man in his arms and laughed when he heard it, "You don't have to wait for tomorrow. It's simple and can be done in a moment. Auntie will do it for you later so that you can start it today."
Eat, and when you come tomorrow, aunt will cook you something new and delicious!"
Song Zhenzhen's eyes lit up when she heard this. She knew that she would be able to eat sesame balls soon, so she was not in a hurry. Instead, she asked curiously: "What's new and delicious? Is it the same as sesame balls? I've never eaten it before."
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"Well, I promise you've never eaten it!" Song Qiu nodded and promised.
Song Zhenzhen grinned when she heard this and clapped her hands happily, "Okay, okay! Auntie, remember to make an extra portion. My brother has to go to school tomorrow and can't come. If auntie makes it, I will bring it back to him!"
"Okay!" Song Qiu naturally agreed.
Mrs. Shen looked on with a smile, and then came over to pull someone over, "Okay Zhenzhen, your aunt has something to talk to your father. You go to take a lunch break first. When you get up later, you can eat the mochi made by your aunt."
It’s the ball.”
Song Zhenzhen nodded obediently, and repeatedly confirmed with Song Qiu that she would not leave immediately, and then she was carried away by the wet nurse.
Song Qiu looked at the little girl's eager eyes and couldn't help but smile like an aunt.
She has always liked children.
She would kiss her nieces and nephews every time she saw them.
She also has a connection with children, and all of them like her very much!
Just like Song Zhenzhen, so when she looked at her, she really looked like a niece. She was so soft and cute, how could anyone not like her?