Eighty-year-old hot wife gets rich by beating others

"What are you doing? What bad things are you thinking?" Lin Manfu was originally bending over and measuring the length of his trousers with her back to Han Zhoucheng. When she turned around and saw that Han Zhoucheng's ears were red, she took a step back subconsciously and looked at her. clothes.

Han Zhoucheng's Adam's apple rolled, and he glanced to the side unnaturally: "What's so good about all fat."

"Then you're still blushing?" Lin Manfu looked at her shoulders and back suspiciously. There was nothing wrong with her, so she gave Han Zhoucheng a blank look: "It looks like she's in heat."

"For you, in heat?" Han Zhoucheng jumped off the kang, laughing loudly: "Even if all the beautiful women in the world die, it is absolutely impossible for me to have any unhealthy thoughts about you."

"Then I'm relieved." Lin Manfu curled her lips: "Then let me tell you, the type I like is gentle and refined boys who are as gentle as jade."

"Speaking so foreign, is it just a little boy?" Han Zhoucheng cut, and stretched out his hand to pull Lin Manfu's ponytail.

"Hiss, a man like you in Hanzhou City is a defective product to me." Lin Manfu's braids were so loose after being pulled by him that he had to comb them again.

As for the culprit, Han Zhoucheng, when he heard the defective product, he turned around and rubbed Lin Manfu's hair with both hands, looked at her head that was messed up like a chicken coop, and then walked out in relief.

Although Lin Manfu was so big, Han Zhoucheng's movements came suddenly. Before she could react, Han Zhoucheng hugged her head and rubbed her head for a while.

By the time she realized it, Han Zhoucheng, that annoying spirit, had already jumped out of the room.

There were all the folks outside who came to help, even if Lin Manfu wanted to chase him out and pinch Han Zhoucheng's ears, he had no choice but to give up.

In the afternoon, Mother Lin helped the villagers and went out from time to time to borrow farm tools and other tools from the neighbors.

The work of preparing the dinner fell on Lin Manfu. In this era, household steamed buns usually use the dregs of the fermented dough to re-ferment the flour.

After all, slag heads don't need money, but yeast powder costs money.

Lin Manfu didn't care about that much. While Lin's mother was out, she directly fermented the flour with baking powder, and planned to steam a basket of steamed buns for the villagers who helped out at night.

Usually, whoever needs help at home will steam some steamed buns to treat the folks who help.

The reason why Lin Manfu steamed the buns this time was because she had never eaten fennel buns before, and she was so hungry.

After losing weight for so many days, she usually eats bran swallowed vegetables. Now that she has seen the results of weight loss, she wants to treat her stomach with treats.

"Manman, are you busy?" Xingying wandered around from the outside, saw the overturned wall of Lin's house and the bright courtyard wall, so she came to the kitchen to help Lin Manfu.

"Good guy, are you an egg with fennel?" Xingying thought it would be good to steam some steamed buns mixed with cornmeal from the Lin family. When she entered the door, she saw that Lin Manfu had fried the egg and was cutting the fennel. She yelled in surprise , and then lowered his voice and asked: "Could it be that you want to give fennel buns to those rough old men outside?"

"Yes, aunt." Lin Manfu nodded: "The fennel was given by Aunt Hua across the street. There are a lot of them in their vegetable garden, and they are almost grown."

"Then rough men like them are lucky." Xingying shook her head, feeling that it was a pity.

"The steamed buns need to be steamed, and the fennel doesn't cost money. It's nothing more than cracking a few eggs, and it doesn't cost much."

Of course Lin Manfu knew what Xingying meant, so she smiled.

"By the way, Manman. I asked you about my natal village. There are also a lot of chickens, ducks, geese and rabbits raised in the farm. These chickens, ducks and rabbits are sent to the county at regular intervals, and transported to the city. Go. They do not slaughter, so whole rabbit fur is not acceptable.

But usually when the seasons change, the rabbits lose as much fur as you want, but you have to go there to clean it up, otherwise they will just clean it and throw it away.

And the duck down and goose down you mentioned, too much is not enough, and it is okay to pull some on each duck. "

If it was placed before, Xingying would definitely not care so much about what Lin Manfu said.

But now she saw the Lin family with her own eyes, because Lin Manfu bought a bicycle, built a blue brick house, and was able to eat steamed buns for the villagers who helped.

She completely believed in Lin Manfu and wished she could help Lin Manfu make money. Even if Lin Manfu earned one yuan, she would be happy to give her a dime.

"Would it be inappropriate for me to just go to the farms and talk about it?" Lin Manfu thought to herself that these farms are not private enterprises, and she is an outsider going there to mess around. In case anything else, it will be hers Pot.

"Auntie, why don't you help me ask the workers in the farm, instead of picking up and throwing away, why not bother to keep it for me, and I will definitely not get it for nothing.

Money is also fine, or food, and notes are also fine. "

Even if she could go back and forth to the farm, she wouldn't have that much time for these odd jobs.These fragments of rabbit fur are intended to be used for some small crafts.

A plush headband, a small decoration on the woolen hat, and a circle of rabbit fur sewn on the scarf.In this way, these little things look more refined, and the price is naturally raised a little.

She didn't expect to make a fortune from this, but after her tattoo business grew, all the customers came were female.

Therefore, it is necessary to stock up on peripheral industries and make some girly or rare decorations on the market. You don’t need to take the initiative to find customers, and you can sell the goods along the way.

As for those duck feathers and goose feathers, just their family of four had to use a lot of fluff to make down jackets.

Her career is currently in its infancy, and will soon usher in a peak period, so she can't get away.

I can only hand over these odd jobs to Xingying
Xingying approached Lin Manfu in a low voice: "The one who said this to me was the one who cleaned up the farm. I have also played with it since I was a child, and only a few of us know about it."

"Okay, auntie, this matter will trouble you. If you get busy, you and my mother will help me, and we can make money together." Lin Manfu also lowered her voice, talking about herself Mind.

The two muttered in a low voice, and then began to divide and cooperate. One person mixed the vegetable stuffing, and the other kneaded the dough to make the bun skin.

"Scorpion." Han Chuan trotted to Lin Manfu with two bottles of scorpion in his arms: "My second brother has one bottle, and I have one."

After Lin Manfu and Xingying steamed the buns, Xingying went home. She was lying in the room alone, listing the next work arrangements.

Seeing Han Chuan running in with sweat on his head, he poured him a bowl of water: "Then why doesn't your second brother come?"

"My second brother is afraid of you." Han Chuan took a bowl of sweet water and gulped it down happily.

"I'm not a scourge, what are you afraid of me?" Lin Manfu curled her lips, knowing that Han Zhou didn't dare to see her, but she was just guilty.