Chapter 129 Drink a bowl of spinach soup slowly... light
The mountains in Taoshui Village are mainly hills. Looking from a high place, you can see the layers of dark blue peaks. The farther away you look, the darker the dark blue color becomes.
Sometimes the farthest mountain peaks are shrouded in light smoke, resembling ink and wash Chinese paintings.
It is surrounded by mountains, with hills embedded in them, and the terrain at the foot of the mountains is flat.
Compared with the high mountains and dangerous peaks in other provinces, plowing and clearing land is less difficult and less expensive.
It is a good place for growing fruits.
In the afternoon, Wang Yanmei and Xu Fuqiang went out to ask about Baoshan with excitement and apprehension.
At the same time, over in Kyoto, Yangmei was officially launched in boutique supermarkets.
A few days ago, Jiang Xiao's younger brother Jiang Zhan tasted the bayberry for the first time after receiving it. His eyes lit up. He also heard from Jiang Xiao that the sour plum soup made with the bayberry tasted good, so he asked the R&D department to immediately prepare the best one. taste.
The next day, diamond card members of the boutique supermarket received a gift box with extremely elegant packaging.
In the exquisite gift box, there is a 50ml bottle of red drink in the middle. Above the drink are two exquisitely packaged bayberries.
Zhao Qiansheng opened the gift box and saw a mini version of the drink inside. He laughed and cursed: "When did the Jiang family become so stingy?"
Mrs. Zhao looked over expectantly, then looked away with a disappointed look: "I thought they would send something good, just here, a few broken bayberries."
Zhao Qiansheng closed the gift box casually, threw it aside, and let his servants handle it.
Mrs. Zhao gossiped: "I heard that the sales volume of boutique supermarkets has dropped seriously during this period. The second young master of the Jiang family is young after all, and he doesn't know how to present things in a grand manner. I'm afraid the boutique supermarket will be finished in his hands."
"Well, the second youngest in the Jiang family is indeed not as good as the eldest." Zhao Qiansheng nodded, sat on the leather sofa, and pressed the painful forehead.
Mrs. Zhao stretched out her hand to massage his shoulders, with a worried look on her face: "Still not able to sleep well these days?"
Zhao Qiansheng pressed her hand, indicating that there was no need to press it, and shook his head: "It's okay."
But the blue-black circles under his eyes and the tired look on his face cannot be hidden from anyone.
Mrs. Zhao said tentatively: "I played mahjong with Mrs. Zhang a few days ago. She said that there is a popular vegetable store on the Internet recently, which tastes very good. She has eaten and slept better..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Qiansheng interrupted him seriously: "You, don't always believe those words on the Internet, they are all marketing. The Sanwu medicine I bought last time, if I hadn't been cautious and asked Jiang Xiao to test it for me, I should have taken it. Something happened. You can sleep well by eating vegetables. If you think about it with your head, you should know that it is false."
My body has been deprived of sleep for a long time, and my temper is quick and irritable.
After finishing speaking, Zhao Qiansheng realized that his tone was harsh, patted his wife's hand, and said warmly: "I know my body well, you don't have to worry."
"Well, I know, I just hope you won't be so stressed. We used to be poor and lived in the basement. Now we don't have to worry about food and clothing. It's much better than before. Don't let your body collapse." Zhao The lady spoke slowly, with a sore nose, as if she was angry: "If you die, I won't live either."
"Don't say these depressing words. I'm just thinking about some business matters. I can't sleep. It's not a fatal disease." Zhao Qiansheng reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his lover's eyes.
At this moment, a burst of cell phone ringtones rang.
Zhao Qiansheng took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Wen Xiong's call. He steeled himself to answer the call and said in a warm tone: "Old Wen."
Wen Xiong's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Old Zhao, haven't you been suffering from insomnia and sleeplessness like me in the past six months? I recently got a good thing, do you want to try it?"
Mrs. Zhao was shocked.
Zhao Qiansheng was shocked: "Does this thing work?"
"It works, I slept very soundly after using this thing." Wen Xiong smiled and said with a bewitching tone: "How about you? Come to my house to sleep tonight?"
When Zhao Qiansheng heard Wen Xiong say the words "sleep well", he slapped his thigh: "Come on, I'll be right away."
"Okay, haven't you had dinner yet? Just in time for you to try the delicious food my daughter sent me."
This tone is mysterious.
When Zhao Qiansheng and his wife arrived at Wen's house, they were stunned when they saw the green on the table.
The table is full of dishes, but the one with the most eye-catching color is a dish of tomato scrambled eggs.
The other dishes are amaranth in soup, eggplant and beans, cold cucumber, stir-fried cabbage, boiled lettuce, garlic water spinach, spinach soup, and...fried red pepper and green pepper.
There were nine dishes in total, but I didn’t see any minced pork starch.
Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a moment, then regained her composure and said with a smile: "Have you recently changed to a vegetarian diet?"
"No, you see, eggs are not vegetarian." Mrs. Wen said seriously, and then recommended enthusiastically: "The scrambled eggs with tomatoes are particularly delicious. These tomatoes are different from the tomatoes that can be bought outside now. They are not the same as those eaten when I was a child. The taste is exactly the same, and it tastes very fragrant. There is also water spinach, which is crisp and tender, and this baby cabbage, which tastes like the sweetness of mountain spring water, and this chili is even more fragrant!"
As Mrs. Wen spoke, saliva continued to secrete in her mouth. She swallowed and concluded: "Shanshan said that these vegetables are so popular now that no one else can buy them. They can only buy ten kilograms at a time. I She sent them to me. There is no purchase limit. You can eat them all, but you’re welcome."
Mrs. Zhao watched her pick up a piece of water spinach with chopsticks, and she was very happy to eat it. She murmured in her heart, "It's just a vegetable, so what?"
Zhao Qiansheng thought the same thing.
Is it possible that the vegetables on this table are due to the Wen family's financial constraints? Old Wen called him over under the pretense of finding something to cure insomnia, but in fact he was showing him the misery and wanted to borrow money?
He had also heard before that the Wen family's physical women's clothing store was having trouble building an online shopping mall, but it was put on hold because of Wen's car accident.
He frowned and didn't move his chopsticks. He was worried about his brother's face and whispered: "Old Wen, if you have any financial problems in the company, just tell me directly. If we can help, we will definitely help." ."
Wen Xiong buried his head and stuffed a mouthful of tomato scrambled eggs:???
He knew that Zhao Qiansheng had misunderstood, so he hurriedly chewed it and swallowed it without explaining. He only said: "You will know after you try it."
Zhao Qiansheng is a meat lover, so he hesitantly stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of cabbage, thinking that it tasted like eating grass.
It would be rude not to move the chopsticks any more, so Mrs. Zhao followed up with a chopstick of Chinese cabbage.
"Huh?" Zhao Qiansheng chewed, his eyes gradually changed, the taste... seemed pretty good?
He immediately picked up another chopstick of cabbage and ate it. His eyes lit up, but he did not say anything in a hurry. Instead, he tasted water spinach, amaranth, and eggplant...
I tasted them all one by one.
Mrs. Zhao could not restrain her surprise and said: "This Chinese cabbage is so delicious."
Mrs. Wen smiled and said: "Yeah, it's delicious. You can try other ones."
Mrs. Zhao tasted amaranth, then lettuce, and ate all the vegetables one by one. She finished a bowl of rice cleanly. If she hadn't thought that she couldn't eat more at night, she would have had to finish a whole bowl. But for the sake of Stay healthy...
Fuck you and stay in shape.
Mrs. Zhao smiled politely and ate two more large bowls. Finally, she scooped up a bowl of spinach soup and drank it slowly... Light.