Zhang Digua looked back at the kitchen house again, and then went to Zhang's yard with his hands behind his back.
But there's nothing I can do about it. Just by looking at it, I can't understand what's going on?
Your boss told me that this matter is difficult to handle!
Look at how meticulous this girl is in her work. The workshop is not the last place where food is cooked. When it comes to her own stove, no one else is around, so only the three of them know what they are doing.
Although his mother is an outsider, but this outsider is as close to Aunt Yuan as a real sister, how can she betray Aunt Yuan and tell him what she is doing?
Zhang Digua shook his head, saying there was no need to think about it.
But thinking about it, I still feel a little reluctant.
So Zhang Digua didn't leave in a hurry. He went into the back room and took a look at Zhang Lao Dou, ignoring his father's drooling eyes looking at him. Anyway, his father couldn't say anything, and he didn't expect him to think.
Whatever you say, it's nothing more than a complaint, and he doesn't want to hear it.
After seeing it, I went into the three-bedroom house where I stayed after returning from the Chinese New Year and stared at it for a while.
I didn't come out until lunch time.
Song Qiu has been making vermicelli at home for the past two days, so he made lunch at home. Lao Deng made the noodles round and ate them together. Anyway, there were only three more Miaos and Lao Dou. Zhang Lao Dou lay still every day.
Can't eat anything.
But Zhang Diguo didn't leave today, and stayed at home. Song Qiu pretended not to know when he was washing the rice and cooking it, and cooked the same amount of rice as yesterday.
Old Mrs. Deng didn't say anything when he saw it.
So Zhang Digua got up to have lunch, but there was no sound in his kitchen.
With his sharp ears, he heard the sound of the Song family's stove. He rolled his eyes and shamelessly walked towards it again.
"Mom! I'm having dinner at Aunt Yuan's house today! Why don't you call me?"
Old Mrs. Deng was taking the dishes and chopsticks, turned to look at the person, and said in surprise: "Huh? Third brother, are you still at home? It's so early in the morning, I thought you went back to town!"
Zhang Digua didn’t believe it. The mule cart was clearly still in the yard, so wouldn’t my mother know that he was still at home?
But he said with a shy face: "No, no! It's not hard to go home. I'll stay a little longer! What are you having for lunch? It smells so good!"
He said that his eyes had scanned the stove, but he still didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Then he looked at the table, well, there is meat!
Sure enough, Aunt Yuan's family has made a fortune, and the food looks better than his family's!
He couldn't get used to the clear and watery radish and cabbage made by Miao. He wanted to eat this dish just looking at it!
Thinking about it, people also moved closer to the table and reached out to take the chopsticks from old Deng's hand.
When Lao Deng got it, he tapped the back of his hand with his chopsticks and said, "What are you doing? I don't know you are still at home, so I haven't cooked your food. If you want to eat it, you can cook it when you go home. There are some food in the stove at home."
Where’s the rice!”
Cook it yourself?
How could he?
Zhang Digua touched his hungry stomach and looked towards Old Yuan. Seeing that Old Yuan didn't say anything to him, he just wanted to eat here. Even if he was thick-skinned, he couldn't keep his face off, so he had to agree with a look of despair.
out.
Until he reached Zhang's yard, he didn't hear anyone calling him to go back and eat. Zhang Digua felt bored and nervous.
If he hadn't had a bad idea, and Aunt Yuan and the others wouldn't be on guard against him, maybe they would have allowed him to eat, right?
Thinking like this, Zhang Digua gritted his teeth and had no choice but to drive the mule cart away from home and head out of the village.
Cook their own?
That is impossible.
Old Deng poked his head out and saw someone driving a mule cart out of the village. He curled his lips and said, "I hope this guy can do his business well and don't go back to the village with bad ideas."
After saying that, he went back to the table to eat, looked at Song Qiu, and couldn't help but said: "Ah Qiu, do you think your boss is easy to deal with? If he didn't get you this way? Will he do anything?
What’s bad?”
After all, he is the boss of the town. If this happens, how can a little girl like Aqiu cope with it?
The third child is such a loser and doesn't do good things. Why did he hook up with such a person?
"It's okay, it's okay. We are doing business openly, and he is also doing business. What's really going to cause harm among colleagues? Who would be willing to associate with him?"
Song Qiu was afraid that her grandma would be worried after hearing this, so she would not say anything about the relationship between your boss and the pavilion chief. Although she had her elder brother to help her, she didn't have to worry about the pavilion chief using his power to pressure others.
But she didn't know what they were thinking, and they were frightened when they heard that the director of the pavilion was afraid.
After all, people in the countryside can't see the county master for anything, but the pavilion chief is in the town, so close, how can anyone not be afraid?
Old Mrs. Deng and Old Mrs. Yuan were relieved when they heard that the noble boss had nothing to fear.
Feeling really hungry, after leaving the village, Zhang Digua first went to the tea shed and ordered a bowl of mixed noodles before heading back to the town.
When he returned to the town, it was still early. Zhang Digua thought about it and went to the restaurant first.
As these days passed, your boss was angry with Song Qiu for not knowing what was good and what was good. He thought of many ways to make this little girl Song Qiu look good, and whether Zhang Digua would be successful or not, he thought of all this.
I originally wanted to secretly find a few gangsters to go to Songshan Inn to cause some trouble.
But I don’t know what’s going on. When the gangster who came back heard that he was going to Songshan Inn, he couldn’t make it. No matter how much money he was offered, he shook his head and refused to accept it.
He searched all the gangsters in Panshi Town, and all of them shook their heads and refused as soon as they heard about Songshan Inn. They turned around and left without even listening to a word.
I don’t know what the significance of this is.
Isn’t this the only way to make money?
Where can I find money that I don’t want when I get it?
With no other choice, he asked his distant cousin who was the director of the pavilion for help, trying to find some reason to prevent Song Qiu's inn from opening.
As soon as the words were spoken, his cousin agreed well, but the next day he called him and said that the Songshan Inn could not be moved, and told him not to think about it and to stay away from the Songshan Inn in the future.
Your boss can't figure it out. Does that little girl have any background?
I couldn't help but ask my cousin about it. My cousin was afraid that he would get into trouble, so he just mentioned to him in a vague way that the girl from the Song family had some relationship with the Fan family.
Of course he wouldn't dare to mess with the Fan family.
I didn't expect that this humble country girl would have a relationship with the Fan family. Although my cousin was the head of a town's pavilion, he still didn't dare to make any mistakes in front of the Fan family, who had high-ranking officials in the capital at home.
He could only hold in his breath, thinking that Zhang Diguo could succeed here. If he got Song Qiu's new recipe, snatched her new business, and let her eat and hold it in, his breath might be gone.
go.
But I waited and waited for several days, but nothing happened.
Your boss has been secretly scolding Zhang Digua for a long time, this useless thing.
After hearing the news from the waiter, the boss suddenly felt proud. Was this a success?
I hurriedly asked someone to invite him upstairs to meet and talk.
"Brother Zhang? How about it? Have you got the recipe? What are the sweet potatoes used for? Is that thing worth selling?"
Zhang Digua didn't expect that your boss would be so enthusiastic when he came to the door after not seeing him for a few days.
But after hearing this question, I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
I didn’t succeed, so I’m really embarrassed to say it.
When your boss saw this coquettish look, his heart skipped a beat, "What? You haven't got the recipe yet?"
Zhang Digua had no choice but to nod his head and replied: "No, that girl's food is too secretive. It's very troublesome to go one by one. They're all in one place. I can't find out at all."
Your boss immediately became angry, "Owner of Tangtang Grocery Store, you still think that Brother Zhang is a capable person! Why, he's just a junior from the same village. It's been so many days and he still can't figure it out?!"