General, Madam Called You To Farm

Su Xiaoxiao's mansion and his party earned 500 taels back. This is a sure thing.

The hero does not ask the source, and the money does not tell the source!

Anyway, she got it, it's hers!

Su Xiaoxiao patted her father's shoulder: Dad, you are calm. Daughter, I am better than blue, you should be happy.

Yes, you have corrupted Futai, I am so happy!

Dad, I have only been a village tyrant for so many years. You have been to Fucheng, so you can directly set the rhythm of the whole city into a little tyrant!

Father Su is about to cry.

The only calm person in the room was Wei Ting.

This guy, rarely when his expression management gets out of control, Su Xiaoxiao doesn't know whether he is really calm or indifferent to her affairs.

By the way, how was the business during my absence?

This is what Su Xiaoxiao is most concerned about right now.

You little sister Wu did a good job. Father Su said.

This title is not to take Xiao Wu as an outsider.

In fact, what Xiao Wu has done is more than good? It is quite a long face for Su Ji.

At the beginning, Su Xiaoxiao only made three kinds of dim sum, and the business of braised pork went smoothly, and there was no need for too many.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wu made Ergou Cake on the second day, and the output also increased.

According to Su Xiaoxiao's original plan, one hundred pancakes per day, fifty for the academy, and no more than thirty catties of braised pork.

Xiao Wu directly doubled the price, and the price was very hard, and it was obvious to the naked eye that he was haggard.

Su Xiaoxiao said, Didn't I say that you don't have to fight like this?

Xiao Wu lowered his head and whispered, No, I don't want to embarrass you.

Since childhood, no one has trusted her. Although her family treats her well, they don't think a girl can be of any use.

Only Da Ya believed in her and dared to hand over such a heavy burden to her.

I don't know if this is the value that Daya said.

She... felt her worth.

Not only live as a wife, a mother, a daughter-in-law, she can also act like a man.

She seems to have started a new life.

She didn't want to betray Da Ya's trust.

Su Xiaoxiao said sincerely: Sister Wu, you have done a good job, even better than I thought.

Xiao Wu's eyes were bright.

Liu Ping's heart is sour again, daughter-in-law, you have never been so happy in a big marriage.

As production goes up, sales are also a problem.

Even these days, sales are a bigger problem.

After all, Mrs. Wu was trained for the job, Father Su... But he never sold it with real swords.

He just went to be a bodyguard for a few days.

And the reason why Su Xiaoxiao still insists on letting Father Su sell it is because regular customers know him, and when they see him, they know that it is indeed Su Ji's stall.

Sold out! Not one left! Father Su said proudly.

Is it sold out every day? Su Xiaoxiao asked.

Yes! Father Su raised his eyebrows.

Su Xiaoxiao was surprised: Dad, you are amazing!

Wei Ting took a sip of tea without being salty or light.

Liu Ping smiled and said, Jun Wei Xiaolang has also gone!

Su Xiaoxiao said with a serious face: Dad, he has bad legs, you still drag him to town?

Father Su coughed twice: Cough! There is a donkey cart, so he doesn't have to go by himself.

Su Xiaoxiao Nao made up for the handsome Wei Ting, who was aggrieved by his tall body, carrying a small bench and sitting on a small donkey cart.

Can not bear to look--

Father Su wanted to save face a little bit, so he was a little bit reluctant to let him go and sell cakes.

Adhering to the principle of never being alone, he decisively stabbed his son-in-law!

Unlike farming, Wei Ting really did it right this time.

He didn't have to do anything, just sat there, his suffocatingly handsome face created a higher rate of turning heads than Su Xiaoxiao, a 200-pound fat man.

Wei Ting's appearance is to be killed by young and old, the aunts and aunts swarmed like floods and beasts, and the young girls did not show weakness.

In just three days, Wei Ting won the title of a fried street - Shortbread Man Xi Shi.

Proper black history!

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Su Xiaoxiao brought gifts to everyone from Fucheng.

Big and big plums were given a jar of local specialty pork jerky and two new outfits, and Xiao Wu's was given a silk handkerchief embroidered with wax plums.

She remembered that the Little Wu family had a similar veil, which was always treasured.

Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly turned red.

Daya takes people to heart, but she never says anything.

Su Xiaoxiao said, Brother Liu, this is for you.

Liu Ping was taken aback: Me too?

It seems that the credit for the past few days is entirely attributed to Xiao Wu and Wei Ting. In fact, Liu Ping is also responsible.

Who says shipping isn't important? To connect with business, we have to travel to so many places, and there can be no mistakes in the middle.

It's not easy for Liu Ping either.

Liu Ping took it and smelled it: It's so fragrant, it's a burning knife!

Liu Ping has no other hobbies. He only likes to drink a little wine occasionally, especially burning knives. It just so happens that there is an old wine cellar in Fucheng, and burning knives is his signature.

Su Cheng instructed: You can drink, but don't be greedy.

Liu Ping patted his chest: Don't worry, I won't!

Su Xiaoxiao took out another pair of brocade boxes from her bag: Father, your tea!

This is the tea that Master Huijue sent, and it is much better than the ones sold in ordinary shops!

Three Little Loves to mention three boxes of dried meat, three pairs of small shoes, three sets of new clothes, plus three days of kisses and hugs!

happy!

Wei Ting was the only one left in the family.

Wei Ting's aura was a little low.

He got up lightly: I'll go back to the house first.

Everyone looked at Wei Ting and then at Su Xiaoxiao.

Father Su winked at her.

What? Su Xiaoxiao asked knowingly.

Father Su said, What's the situation?

Su Xiaoxiao hugged her arms: He doesn't even go to the village to pick me up!

Father Su: ...

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dong dong dong!

The door was knocked.

Wei Ting lightly threw the newly written copybook aside, his eyes were a little cold and dry.

Su Xiaoxiao did not wait for Wei Ting to come in after waiting for a long time.

Oh, this is my own house, what am I knocking on the door!

Su Xiaoxiao reached out and pushed the door.

Come in.

At almost the same moment, Wei Ting spoke.

Su Xiaoxiao closed the door again!

Then he slowly pushed it away and walked in calmly.

She came to Wei Ting, like a proud chubby peacock, looking at the sky with both eyes, and placed a brocade box on the table.

Give.

Wei Ting asked in a high tone, For whom?

Su Xiaoxiao akimbo: Who else is in this room besides you and me?

Wei Ting's expression didn't change in the slightest, he was still cold, but the irritability around him disappeared.

He stuck out his slender, jade-like fingers, as if he casually opened the brocade box.

It is a jade crown.

Su Xiaoxiao said lightly: I bought something and gave it away, if I love it or not.

Wei Ting's eyes moved slightly.

Su Xiaoxiao turned her head inadvertently and caught a glimpse of the crumpled paper ball on the table.

Huh? What's that? She reached for it.

Nothing! Wei Ting grabbed the paper ball one step ahead.

Let me take a look! Su Xiaoxiao took the paper ball from his hand and unfolded it, and there were several copybooks written by him.

When she practiced calligraphy with Su Ergou, she copied his copybook.

Did he... write a new one for them to copy?

To be precise, let Su Ergou copy it.

Su Xiaoxiao is confident that her little school-stealing vest is well covered!

Su Xiaoxiao said: It's so well written, what did you throw it away? What a pity.

She unfolded the paper ball with love, spread it flat on the table, and pressed it with her hands over and over again.

Seeing her serious and careful handling of several crumpled paper balls, Wei Ting frowned, and his eyes suddenly became a little cold.

Wei Ting brought the paper ball over: There is a typo in it, I will write a new one!