Rebirth Seventy Silly Wife, She Has a Space of Fortune

In rural areas today, most households have one household registration.

There must be seven children under one father, and these seven are in one book, and food and clothing are also combined.Those who can make trouble will benefit more, and those who are honest and unfavored will suffer more. In a big family, there will always be one family who suffers.

She suddenly remembered that although Shen Junshan's files had been transferred and the new household registration book had come down, she hadn't seen the old household registration in her hometown, and she was afraid it was still hanging in the old Shen's house.

It took a year for Jin Guizhi to make a fuss, so I'm afraid he would have used his old account capital to make a profit.

"If you really need to do something, I can't let you go alone."

She wrapped her arms around Shen Junshan's neck, and gently touched his head: "You are as cute as a little white rabbit, how could I throw you into the wolf's den, I will go with you."

Shen Junshan: "Jiaojiao..."

It was the first time he heard someone call him a little white rabbit, and the tip of his nose felt inexplicably sore.

He pressed his right hand tremblingly, and hesitated when he was three to five centimeters away from her.

Han Jiaojiao could already feel the warmth of his palm, seeing him biting his lip shyly, and still not moving for a long time, she scolded him anxiously in her heart.

Han Jiaojiao deliberately leaned back, and finally pressed his hand, feeling Shen Junshan's twitching as if electrified.

She smiled: "You work hard, I will go to the mall to buy something for them, and then I will go to the restaurant to book a table."

"We still need to prepare sugar and melon seeds. I'll give you some more money if you need them when you go back."

"Need not."

Han Jiaojiao stopped him and pushed him back on the chair: "I have money, you can just work with peace of mind, come on!"

Han Jiaojiao bent down and kissed him lightly on the cheek, and immediately left the stupid Shen Junshan and ran away.

Shen Junshan's eyes instantly brightened again...

Han Jiaojiao took a car to the only shopping mall in the county, a small two-storey building resembling a warehouse.

The first floor is all kinds of snacks and refreshments. Anyone who wants to buy sugar for business or buy peanuts and melon seeds for the festival will go here.

The second floor is full of daily necessities, clothes, bedding, etc., and a field is built next to it, where some home appliances are sold.

Han Jiaojiao took a stroll around, and saw that these snacks were not appetizing, and the price was not low, and the colored candy had to use tickets, which was not worth it at all.

She saw cellophane sold nearby.

There are also people who knead white granulated sugar into small candies, and then buy wrapping paper to wrap them.

Han Jiaojiao had another idea and bought a stack of cellophane.

After shopping here, she went to the state-run hotel again.

When the hotel staff saw a girl walking in, they didn't even raise their eyelids.

"Go out without eating, don't disturb our business."

Han Jiaojiao ignored her, and ran to the front desk to find the price list: "Good guy, a bastard costs six yuan, so expensive!"

The one she bought a few days ago is still in a pot, and it only costs less than two yuan.

Although four yuan is not much to her, but think about it differently, four yuan can save a family of five for more than half a month, so it is expensive.

The clerk gave her a blank look, and sarcastically said: "Don't eat if you can't afford it, no one is forcing you to eat out."

"It's too expensive to let people say."

The clerk impatiently threw the absorbent cloth around his neck on the table: "What do you know, appearance is not money, and employees don't want to benefit? Eat if you can afford it, and get out if you can't afford it!"

As soon as the clerk finished yelling, the chef inside came out with a large iron plate of dishes.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but after looking at it, she feels uncomfortable: “This is what you cook? If you opened your own shop, it would have closed down long ago, and you have no appetite in the dark. I can cook better than this with my eyes closed. .”

"Little girl, don't make trouble for me!"

"I'm not looking for trouble, I'll give you money."

Han Jiaojiao put five yuan on the table: "I will bring vegetables and seasonings in the afternoon, and I will do it myself. I will only borrow your venue, and a table will do."

Both the clerk and the cook were dumbfounded.

I've never encountered this operation, so I don't understand it.

Han Jiaojiao: "You don't have to do anything and you're not happy to earn five yuan? Take it, it's cheap for you!"

She forced the money to the clerk, and their restaurant also does processing, and the processing fee is indeed much cheaper.

But I have never met anyone who only needs a venue and doesn't even need a cook.

This little girl can't be a fool!
Han Jiaojiao hummed a ditty and went to the vegetable market, bought some small vegetables intentionally, and cleaned them up when she got home, picked them up, put them in a grocery bag and sealed them, picked seven or eight eggs and put them in the basket together , ready to make a hook.

I took the pork from the space, sliced ​​it into shreds, grabbed it with raw powder, added a little light soy sauce and oil, and sealed it in a food bag after mixing it well.

She prepared four vegetarian dishes, one soup, two stir-fries with meat, and two hard dishes.

Han Jiaojiao directly took out the roast chicken from the space, and got another fresh sea bass. She turned her head to look at the soft-shelled turtle in the basin and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm good at cooking, and I will definitely make your cooking delicious."

Han Jiaojiao had never killed a soft-shelled turtle before, so it took a long time to drain the blood, and then slowly chopped it into a suitable size, keeping the shell for later use.

Then peel off a lot of raw garlic for later use, and prepare the required special seasoning.

It was past one in the afternoon last night, and Han Jiaojiao went to the space for a walk.

Most of the products in mass-market supermarkets are imported, and you can’t buy them here at all. Most of the domestic products are products that appeared later. It seems that only the white rabbit is more suitable.

She took two packs of white rabbits, tore open the outer packaging, poured the candy inside into a plastic bag, and then found a good fruit hard candy, which is hard to find, but luckily there are still here.

Han Jiaojiao tore off the outer packaging, took out the cellophane bought in advance and rolled the fruit candies in one by one.

One, two...fifty or sixty candies were spread out on the table, and when the sun shone on them, the reflected light was gorgeous and gentle.

Han Jiaojiao smiled, took two and put them in her pocket: "One for Ah Fang, one for Junshan."

Han Jiaojiao put the prepared things in the vegetable basket, but now she realized that she couldn't put them down at all, and they were quite heavy.

Then she turned over the bamboo basket again, put the meat and fish at the bottom to hide, and covered the top with vegetables.

Arrived at the small kitchen on time at [-] o'clock in the afternoon, first processed the big dishes, steamed, fried and grilled, and the chef of the restaurant was stunned by the operation.

Chef: "This girl has practiced, she has practiced! Go and ask her where she works now, let's get her here, the restaurant's business will definitely be booming!"

Clerk: "I see that the hair is not fully grown, can I come?"

The chef was in a hurry: "You don't care how old she is, as long as she is good at cooking, who wouldn't be hungry if the smell wafts out?"

The clerk nodded, his saliva was about to drip.

"Help serve the food!"

When Han Jiaojiao brought out the small fried pork from the farmhouse, she yelled out and was about to invite people to serve the dishes.

Shen Junshan stood erect at the door of the kitchen with a distressed expression.

His daughter-in-law was sweating profusely and her face was flushed, standing in front of the big stove. The spatula in her hand seemed heavier than hers. She used her slender arms to turn the spoon over the pot, and every move made him worry.