The host is messing with moths every day

Chapter 275 I Became the Vicious Female Supporting Sister 10
Qian Xian thought about it seriously, and found that this happened in the plot as well.

But later, because of the drought in Dalong, the people themselves lived a life of starvation, not to mention the two spies. In the end, they found nothing and went back home.

Qian Xian stretched out her hand and condensed two petals, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

For some things, it is better to plan ahead!
{Senior just say it!In the animal world, the strong are respected, and we also really admire you, and it is only right to do things for you! }
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Qian Xian finished explaining the plants, picked some spices and wild vegetables, and went home.

There is no need to prepare pots for the hot pot. The He family has ready-made ones, but the cooking utensils for other snacks need to be made separately. Father He just went to buy these things.

Some green vegetables were planted in the backyard of the He family. Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Li and He Cuicui went to pick the vegetables. The three of them chose the vegetables and cleaned them.

Mr. He is in charge of butchering the chicken.

After Qian Xian came back, she went to the kitchen to get a small bowl to prepare the hot pot base and dipping sauce.

It is faster for a family to act together than to prepare alone. At noon, everyone sits around the pot.

Father He brought back some mutton when he bought cooking utensils. He cut the meat into slices and put it in the pot.

"So we didn't cook together?" Mr. He watched the pieces of meat rolling in the pot, closed his eyes and sniffed, "This method is quite delicious, but it's too wasteful."

Zhao's good mood was halved, and she turned back, "Why was it wasted? Are you just smelling the smell and not eating?"

Mr. He missed his younger brother and pretended to be troubled. When he heard this, his anger was also aroused. "Isn't that what I said? You"

"Father and mother, stop arguing." Father He, who has never talked much, had no choice but to smooth things over. He changed the subject, "Xiangxian, how are we going to sell this hot pot? We can't let customers sit around like us Bar?"

Everyone's eating habits are different, not to mention some people have cleanliness, how could they be willing to eat in the same pot with others?
More importantly, if you go to a stall in the city and eat hot pot, you need tables and Mazza, and their family doesn't have so many!
"You can use a smaller pot for the hot pot," Qian Xian turned her head and talked about her plan, "Since we sell food, why don't we open a restaurant directly? If we don't have enough manpower, we can hire someone to help us!"

She was wandering around the city these days, and she fell in love with a shop. The owner of the shop was going to the capital to join relatives, and was about to sell the shop at a discount.

A two-storey building with an area of ​​240 square meters, the agreed 26 taels of silver, is not too expensive.

The two made an appointment yesterday, but the shopkeeper didn't bring the house deed at that time, so she made an appointment with him today, but she didn't expect to go halfway, and heard about the black tiger coming to find fault, so she had to come back again.

Fortunately, the agreed time was in the afternoon, and it would not be considered a breach of contract if she failed to show up in the morning.

Father He froze for a moment, "So, do we still need to rent a shop?"

It is true that he has been to the county town, but he has never specifically asked how much a shop costs. He only heard people talking about it, saying that if poor people have no opportunities, they probably won't be able to rent a small shop in the city for the rest of their lives.

Not to mention a big shop like a restaurant, it will definitely need more money.

Mrs. Zhao didn't look forward and backward like that, she turned over the sliced ​​meat in the pot and said, "Xiang Xian's plan is fine, since we are going to do it, we have to make the best and the biggest!

Besides, now that we have the money in our hands, the field is not busy anymore, so we can take our time, and if we can't do it, we can do something else! "

The old lady has lived half her life, but she is more open-minded than some juniors, and she also has that kind of hard work in doing things.

Mrs. Zhao agreed, and the rest of the family had no objections.

"The meat should be cooked, right?" Mr. He squinted his eyes, looking straight into the pot.

Mrs. Zhao controls the heat, and she usually divides the meal when eating meat.

She didn't bother to talk to the old man, and when she saw that it was almost done, she took his bowl, served it to him angrily, and added a big spoonful of coriander before sharing it with others.

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In the afternoon, knowing that Qian Yuan was going to the city, Mrs. Zhao and Father He also went with her, mainly to see the shops and houses in the city.

After all, I plan to open a restaurant in the city. If I don't have a place to settle down, it will be too tiring to run around every day, and it will delay my business.

There was no cattle at home, so Father He borrowed an ox cart from people in the village.

It's just that the three of them didn't expect that as soon as they entered the city, they ran into bullies bullying small vendors.

"Who the hell let you set up a stall here?! This is my territory! If I don't let you do it, you have to go!"

The man was dressed in coarse cloth and had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He brought two strong men with him, and he was carrying a sledgehammer.

People around are hiding away.

The person being bullied was none other than Uncle Li who went to the city to sell cabbage.

The old man watched his vegetable stand being overturned, and hurriedly bent down tremblingly to protect the vegetables, but before he stretched out his hand, a foot stepped on the juicy cabbage.

In the next second, the good cabbage turned into "sludge".

These vegetables were grown by Uncle Li himself, and he was so distressed that he immediately burst into tears.

He clasped his hands together, his legs couldn't stand straight, and he almost knelt down to that man.

"I beg you, sir, please hold your feet high! At worst, I won't be selling here... I won't be selling here in the future, please don't waste these good dishes..."

The monkey-cheeked man looked at him with disdain and disgust, and was about to kick him.

"Stay away from me... ah!"

Before that foot could touch Uncle Li, the sharp-billed monkey was kicked and flew out, and the people over there hurriedly ran away.

As for the two thugs he brought, they were knocked down one after another by Qian Xian before they could make a move, and the two sledgehammers weighing tens of kilograms fell to the ground, shaking the whole ground.

Mrs. Zhao almost thought she was dreaming. She looked at her son and the passers-by next to her. They were stunned and seemed to be more shocked than she was. The old lady felt a little comforted in her heart.

In the morning, the person brought by Heihu was also knocked down by her granddaughter, but the speed was too fast, she didn't see clearly, she just thought it was the big man who didn't stand still and fell down.

But seeing it with her own eyes this time, she has to admit that her granddaughter seems to be a bit strong...

Qian Xian approached the sharp-mouthed monkey's cheeks step by step, with a smile on her face, she was really a good-looking young girl, and it was not at all obvious that she would kick a man weighing more than 130 catties away.

But the sharp-mouthed monkey seemed to have seen a ghost. Because it was so painful that he couldn't stand up, he lay halfway on the ground, clutching his kicked stomach and desperately backing away.

He looked horrified, "Don't come here... I'm from Heihu! Be careful, I'll let my boss catch you!"

"Heihu? That's really destined!" Qian Xian doesn't like people who don't tell themselves, and she smiles even more weirdly, "Who ordered you to come? If you tell me the truth, you can suffer less!"

The sharp-mouthed monkey swallowed, and he always felt that the little girl in front of him didn't want him to confess, but wanted him to "suffer a little bit"!
"I said! I said!"

He couldn't beat him again and again, and his intuition told him that it would be no good to stay any longer, and the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek would recruit everything.

(End of this chapter)