Chapter 270

"On the third day of farewell, you should gouge out your eyes and look at each other."

Jiang He was very good at separating part of the dried sweet potato, so she also bought a small scale - not electronic, but a scale, and a small scale.

Usually bought vegetables or something, occasionally she will put it on the scale, to see if the boss has ghost her, short weight or something.

In the vegetable market, there is a mixture of good and bad things. There are all kinds of things. We can't prevent them. Although it's not good to go back and look for things when we come back to weigh them and find that they are missing, we won't buy them next time. In this way, we can also know which stall owner is honest and which one is immoral.

Now when he is the boss, of course, he can't be ungrateful. Jiang He carefully weighs out a kilo, then adds a little more, packs it in a bag, and happily follows Xu Qing to mail it. When he goes there, he will pay for the postage. It's no loss or profit.

She's not happy anymore.

"Why?" Jiang He thinks it's wrong. Why is express delivery so expensive.

"It's charity." Xu Qingqing was lucky that he didn't gouge out his eyes.

"It's not a loss that the express delivery fee is so expensive. If it's further away, it's even more expensive, and it's even more expensive!"

"Well... Generally speaking, people sign a contract. If there is a large quantity, there will be a discount for sending things. You can lower the cost as much as possible, or let the buyer pay the postage."

Xu Qing did not expect that she really began to buy this crappy thing. She thought about it and said, "you can sell it in the same city. If you are far away, you can pay for it yourself. I will deliver it for you."

"This is the only way..."

As for the commercial plan of sweet potato, Jiang He's business is not half done, but the middle way is broken.

"My sweet potato..."

"Well, well, keep the dried sweet potato for yourself. You just keep playing games."

Xu Qing comforted her. Now his mentality is different from yesterday.

Daughter in law wants to make money, which is a good thing.

Hey.

Although he used to be an unmarried daughter-in-law, he felt really different after getting the certificate. Jiang He stood here in silence for her sweet potato project. As a husband, he had to find a way to comfort her.

In the evening, Xu Wenbin called.

"Have you got the certificate?"

"Yes, I've had my ID card for so long, otherwise I would have gotten it."

"Your mother says you want three and a half million?"

"Will you give it to me?"

"Nonsense!"

"That's it."

“……”

After a moment's silence, Xu Wenbin said over there, "you have to go out for a meal, don't you? By the way, I'll have time to discuss the wedding. "

"It seems so." Xu Qing pondered.

"I'm not saying that. You should think about it. Now you're just getting a license, and we'll have a wedding banquet later, right?"

"Well, it is."

"That..." Xu Wenbin felt very fascinated at that end. What did they say?

"I got married for the first time and didn't understand that." Xu Qingdao said, "have a meal... Just have a meal together. Find a better place. There are four of us, lobster and hairy crab."

"That's it..."

Xu Wenbin has a steady voice with his mobile phone, but he is also a little flustered.

His son got married for the first time, and he didn't understand!

This was originally discussed by the two families, but Jiang He was alone——

There is no one to discuss. He is also his son's first marriage. He has a haircut!

Xu Wenbin stood on the balcony, lit a cigarette, looked up at the night, hoping to pull Xu Qing over and beat him.

What's the matter?

How can you do something like that?!

I used to go to and from work and come back for a hot meal. One day passed, but today I just started to hold the bowl

Get married?

Son married?

What a mess!

Xu Wenbin's cigarette end between his fingers is not clear, and there is a little red dot in the dark.

He doesn't smoke much. He only smokes once in a while. Sometimes he doesn't smoke for several days when he is busy.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Suzhi saw him hang up the phone and asked at the door.

"What's the matter? Have you ever asked for this one after getting the certificate?"

"What's going on?"

"Let's look at GEI. He's happy. Then, he's much better than himself. It's impossible for you to take it seriously when they get married. It's your initiative to give it, not his. This kid is a ghost. Jiang He is alone. Anyway, it's all their couple."

“……”

"How much is appropriate?"

"Not to his satisfaction, he has to think about my car." Xu Wenbin is such a mess.

Xu Qing is cheap.

"She doesn't have her mother's family. You are her mother's family. That's what the boy means. How do you feel if you don't give her? Wait for them to come over, Jiang He a mother a father's call, do you face blush? "

……

The first snow was very late. It didn't come until the end of January.

The wind was chilly, and he was carrying snow particles into his neck. Qin Hao was riding on an electric donkey in the street with his neck constricted. There were flowers in the basket.

When he got to the door of the convenience store, he looked at the time, wriggled his neck to look around, and then walked a little further. Then he turned his car around, looked at the direction of the door of the convenience store, took his mobile phone to find Xiao Li, and giggled.

"It's almost the end of the day, isn't it?"

One street away.

Wang Zijun is driving slowly. A big bellied woman on the front passenger's seat is eating sour prunes, pinching out one and passing it to him. Wang Zijun refuses.

"If you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself."

"Have a good meal of yours. I don't like sour autumn... Do you want to have egg pancakes?"

"No Song Hui couldn't figure out how the rich second generation, who had so many industries in her family, could love to eat the egg pancakes on the roadside.

"Then I'll buy one. You wait here."

Wang Zijun stopped the car and ran down. He rubbed his hands and said, "one cake, one more egg, onion and coriander." Finally, he turned back and asked, "don't you really want it?"

"No!"

"Do you want baked sweet potato?"

"No! I'm pregnant. I don't eat messy food! "

"Affectation."

Wang Zijun hissed and looked at the baked sweet potato beside him. He struggled for a moment or gave up.

Snow grains melt when they land, far less than they accumulate.

Xu Qing stood at the windowsill at home, looking at the outside, opened the window, the cold wind came in, and quickly closed it.

It's warm in the house, so we should lie at home in this weather.

Because of the heating, the ginger sprouts next to the TV are still green. Before, they were already flourishing. Later, because they grew too fast, they were picked up by Jiang He and cut half of them for cooking. Fresh ginger is good for people.

Winter melon also entered the winter mode, lazy every day, like to nest next to the heating, two claws retracted under the stomach, squinting to enjoy the heating.

When I was wandering, I could only shiver in the unknown corner. It's good to have a home.

Jiang He is not at home. She goes out to hang out with Gong Ping. It doesn't seem to have changed much since she got married - maybe getting a license is not a real marriage in her mind.

In Xu Qing's mind, now she is really married and divorced from her unmarried status. As a husband, she needs to do more things and share the housework at home, such as taking care of the flowers and plants. It seems that the lavender is sprouting and the soil is slightly arched.

After pouring some water, a little green sprout came out. Xu Qing looked at it carefully and took a picture for Jiang He.

Jiang He, who is strolling with Gong Ping in the shopping mall, takes a look at his mobile phone and shows a smile on his face.

"Your husband sent it?"

“……”

Jiang he sighs. He is still a boyfriend and girlfriend, and becomes a husband in Gong Ping's mouth.

Ah, yes, I have the certificate.

But it's just that I've got my license and I'm not married.

Around his neck was a cashmere plaid scarf, and his down jacket was thick. It was hot in the mall. Jiang He pulled the scarf to relax.

Next to her, Gong Ping is wearing long boots, a piece of bare legged artifact with cotton is exposed, and her cardigan is much more beautiful than her tightly wrapped appearance.

It's more frost resistant than the person who practices martial arts.

Jiang he admired it very much.

But then think about it, now go out to take a bus, get off to the shopping mall or milk tea shop or something, will not stay outside for too long, will not be too cold.

"When are you going to have your wedding?"

"It's very early. You have to buy a house first." Jiang Hedao, this is what Xu Qing said. To hold a wedding, you have to live in a new house.

"Another set... I envy you."

"Where again, now live is his parents, not ours, rely on ourselves to have to wait for a long time, you are powerful."

"Sooner or later."

Gong Ping doesn't think as much as she does. What's at home is not at home.

Go to a nearby shop to hold a cup of milk tea. Two people stroll between the shops. Jiang He wants to buy a hat for Xu Qing, but it will be cold in winter.

"Hello, can you add a wechat?"

Two good-looking girls walking together, always easy to attract attention, will have the courage to run over very few, today was met.

Jiang He holds the milk tea on his side. In front of him is a young man in a brown coat. He is holding a mobile phone. He sees her shaking. There is a two-dimensional code on the screen.

She was stunned and then said, "do you want to talk to me?"

"Er... Yes."

Gong Ping almost laughed and looked at the poor guy with pity.

They are all married... My husband is still a ruthless man who practices piling and sword dancing every day. He once slapped people on the ground to smoke, and even the automatic drinking machine was knocked down into a pit.

Even if she doesn't get married, she won't pay attention to this kind of chat up because of her understanding of Jiang He's character.

Jiang He pulled the fluffy scarf, thought for a moment and said, "OK."

She took her cell phone out of her pocket, scanned it, and added the friend.

"Hello..." Gong Ping was surprised for a moment and couldn't help making a sound.

"Well?" Jianghe has a side eye.

"Nothing."

Gong Ping shook his head, looked at the two plus friends, blinked, also felt the mobile phone and said to the boy: "do you want to add me?"

“……”

The boy was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect such a good thing. He took a look at Jiang He and hesitated: "well... Well, make a friend."

After exchanging wechat, Jiang He continued to hold milk tea and stroll forward with Gong Ping.

"Why add him?" Gong Ping saw the man go away and said, "I thought you would refuse."

She added this person just to see what's special about this person, so that the married Jiang He didn't refuse.

"Why refuse to add a friend?" Jiang He asked.

"Well... It's obviously a pick-up call."

"Chat up?"

"Sure." Gong Ping Tucao, I didn't expect you to make complaints about this quiet guy.

"Not me."

Jiang He took his mobile phone and said hello to the man he just added.

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「……」

Seven or eight pictures of dried sweet potato were sent out in a row.

"Why do you want to buy sweet potatoes? Free postage in the same city "

On the right: "yes"

"Er..."

Gong Ping suddenly froze when she saw her operation.

Well, I thought she had given up long ago. She only sold it twice in the studio and didn't mention it again. It turned out that she was shifting positions.

"I also have a big bag of dried sweet potatoes. I bought too many at the beginning." Jiang he sighed sadly.

"I'm thinking about the psychological shadow area of that person." Gong Ping said in silence.

"If he buys it, let Xu Qing send it to his door. Anyway, Xu Qing is free every day. It's bad for his health to let him have activities and stay at home all day."

Jiang He points to his mobile phone with his finger and sips milk tea with his other hand. Kumquat and lemon can't make hot, so he can only choose red bean milk cover like Gong Ping.

Xiaohemiao: "it's all made by hand. No additives."

Go to the right: "that... No, do you do this?"

Xiao hemiao: "otherwise, why sell it? You can eat it as a snack for a long time. Have you ever eaten it?"

Right: "never eaten"

Xiao hemiao: "then you have to taste it. Although it doesn't sell well, it's all made by hand. You can tell by eating it once."

Xiao hemiao: "you can get a discount if you want"

On the right: "I just want to make a friend"

Xiaohemiao: "buy my sweet potato, we are friends."

Xiao hemiao: "good things are to share with friends, right?"

"Going to the right opens the friend verification. You are not his or her friend. Please send a friend's verification request first, and the other party can chat after passing the verification. "

"He cut me out." Jiang He shakes his head regretfully. It's hard to do business, but Xu Qing's crow's mouth is right again.

The consequence of selling dried sweet potato is that you save a lot to eat.

Crow mouth

"It's normal to delete it." Gong Ping is speechless. She is accosted by others. As a result, she asks them to buy you dried sweet potato.

Only a fool can buy it.

"Well, if only express delivery didn't cost that much, then my business plan would be the first step."

"What business plan?" Gong Ping didn't expect that she still had this kind of thing. She said with great interest, "tell me about it?"

"What if you steal a trade secret?"

"Bang..."

"Well, come and have a look. This hat is good." Jiang He took her to the store.

The mobile phone vibrates. Gong Ping takes it out to have a look. It's the person just now.

Right: "hello"

Gong Ping takes a look at Jiang He with her mobile phone and keeps from laughing.

Yoghurt girl: "why do you want to buy sweet potato?"

On the right side: "."

Two psychos!

The boy takes a deep breath, turns to see the supermarket next to him, goes in to look for it, pays five yuan for a beautifully packaged sweet potato, pays for it, takes a picture and sends it to Gong Ping.

On the right: "I have my own! Just want to make a friend. "

"Yoghurt girl opens the friend verification, you are not his (her) friend. Please send a friend's verification request first, and the other party can chat after passing the verification. "

In the corridor, a guy in a brown coat was in a trance as he looked at the dried sweet potato in his hand.

Why buy this?

Sweet potato jerky!