Spatial System: Make money by dressing like a superb mother-in-law

Tan Zhengran didn't know what Mr. Meng and Mrs. Meng were thinking, she tried every means to ask Mr. Ma to leave, but Mr. Ma would let him go, and would not leave if he could not complete the task Mu Yanqing entrusted to him.

Tan Zhengran watched Mr. Ma drooling over the dishes she cooked, so he knew that helping Mu Yanqing was the first, and the second was that he wanted to eat her dishes.

Alas, it is really easier to ask God than to send God away.

Mr. Ma eats and drinks ready-made food at Tan Zhengran's house every day, and gets along very happily with Meng Dashan and his wife.

When I have nothing to do, I go to Mr. Meng's house to chat and chat with him from time to time, leave happily from Mr. Meng's house, and go to Ruan Dapao's house with Mr. Meng to chat with Ruan Dapao.

Tan Zhengran rubbed his chin, unable to understand his purpose for a moment.

Heart attacking, Tan Zhengran suddenly thought of this word. Mu Yanqing wanted Mr. Ma to help him persuade Mr. Meng and the others to support her together, so as to reduce obstacles, but he never asked her if the client was willing.

For a moment, I really didn't know whether to say that Mu Yanqing was too smart or stupid.

Even if the two brothers Meng Dacong and Meng Dayan, who are the most difficult to deal with, are the most critical breakthrough, isn't she the client?

Instead of chasing her as the client, but doing so many small tricks behind her back, it shows how scheming she is.

Tan Zhengran's affection for Mu Yanqing decreased, and Mu Yanqing never thought that he would be misled by his cleverness anyway.

Tan Zhengran didn't take this matter to heart, and was still busy going back and forth between the cafeteria and Mawei Village every day.

In the blink of an eye, the end of the new year was approaching, and she went to the market to buy things for the New Year. Meng Dashan once again mentioned to her the idea of ​​inviting Mu Yanqing to his house as a guest.

Meng Dashan's attitude was sincere, and seeing that the Chinese New Year was coming soon, Tan Zhengran agreed.

Meng Dashan was very happy when he got the permission, he went to the town non-stop to bring the good news to Mu Yanqing.

On the New Year's day, Qi Shi drove Mu Yanqing to Tan Zhengran's house in a carriage. There were also New Year's gifts prepared in the carriage, nothing more than cloth, pastries, candies, tea and the like.

Tan Zhengran has already figured out the routine of giving things. It seems that apart from these, there seems to be nothing to give. After all, what they give is common things in their eyes.

Mu Yan cleared up these common things, and brought a white puppy and a big goose.

The moment Tan Zhengran saw him, he didn't give him a good look. When he hugged the white puppy who was just full moon from the carriage and lay shivering in his arms, his eyes lit up.

"Sister Tan, I heard from Dashan that you have always wanted to raise a puppy. I specially brought it from someone else's house. I bought the big goose at the market and gave it to Sister Tan. I hope Sister Tan likes it." Mu Yanqing was smiling like a spring breeze.

He handed the white puppy in his arms to Tan Zhengran.

Tan Zhengran took the white puppy and hugged it in his arms, stroking the white puppy's fur intimately.

Mu Yanqing was boring, he didn't even get this kind of treatment.

"Come on ahead, let's talk about other things after the Chinese New Year." Tan Zhengran just wanted to happily spend her first New Year in ancient times.

Meng Dacong's family of three also came back not long after Mu Yanqing arrived.

When he saw Mu Yanqing appearing at home, he was dumbfounded.

Tan Zhengran signaled him to be safe and not to be impatient, he could only suppress the anger in his heart and live a happy but not too happy year.

In addition to their family sitting together during the New Year this year, Ruan Dapao, Mr. Meng and Meng Tianhe's family also celebrated the New Year at Tan Zhengran's house.

With the help of Tan Zhengran, the life of Meng Tianhe's family is much better than before.

Not seeing Meng Wuneng, Tan Zhengran asked curiously, "Mother, the second brother hasn't come back all this time?"

When Meng Wuneng was mentioned, the old lady Meng was very upset, "It would be better if you don't come back, so you can see him angry.

He won't be hungry in the town, the little one will cook him something delicious. "The old lady Meng still couldn't understand that both of them raised their children in the same way. Why is there such a gap between Meng Wuneng and the other two children?

Mrs. Meng had eaten hot pot at Tan Zhengran's house once before, and when she ate it again, the sauce dish was changed from the old oil dish to the sesame sauce dish.

"Mother, father, godfather, brothers Ruan, try sesame sauce and dip vegetables. I think it's delicious, but it will be slightly bitter." Tan Zheng then installed a stone mill in the yard.

The sesame paste they eat is made by grinding it with a stone mill.

Pure tahini tastes a bit bitter, but delicious.

Mrs. Meng and the others prefer sesame sauce dishes to oil dishes.

Tan Zhengran accidentally met Mu Yanqing's pitiful look at her, and then remembered that there was an outsider in the family.

She said politely: "Master Mu eat more, if you don't have enough, there is more."

Tan Zhengran picked up a piece of bean curd and ate it with the prepared sesame sauce.

"Mu shopkeeper, maybe we can cooperate to sell sesame paste.

I saw a transparent bottle in the market, but I heard that it was a glazed bottle.

I think your owner of the glass bottle might be able to get it, and we will get [-]% of the money we earn, and it is fair if no one bargains. "

Before Mu Yanqing could express his opinion, Mr. Ma, who stuffed pieces of meat into his mouth, was the first to express his opinion: "Girl, godfather supports you.

Don't worry, my brat dares to refuse, I will give him a discount on his legs. "

"Godfather, don't mention beating or not during the Chinese New Year, I believe my sesame paste will be appreciated." Tan Zhengran thought that Mr. Ma's youngest son was not a fool.

As a businessman, he will definitely use his keen sense of smell to smell the business opportunities and profit here.

"The sesame paste made by my daughter is the best. In the future, my daughter, you can make two bottles of sesame paste and let Yanqing come back to the capital for a while and give it to the brat. He will definitely agree after eating it." Mr. Ma didn't think too much.

"Godfather, are you a respectable person in the capital?" As soon as Tan Zhengran said this, everyone stopped their chopsticks and looked at Mr. Ma at the same time.

Mr. Ma was not affected at all, picked up a piece of fish fillet and said, "Not to mention, it's just that the family has more money."

"Godfather is so humble. Judging by his clothes and conversation, he doesn't look like a small family." Tan Zhengran looked at the silk fabric on Mr. Ma's body.

Mr. Ma also lived in her house for a while, and it was the first time I saw him wearing it.

Lingluo is not something ordinary families can afford to wear. Apart from the high price of 100 taels a piece, it can only be worn by officials and their family members who meet the official rank of four and above.

Tan Zhengran suspects that someone in Mr. Ma's family is an official, and the official position is not lower than the fourth rank.

"Fortunately, I have a son who loves to earn money, so my godfather doesn't have to worry about money." Mr. Ma, as the minister of the Ministry of Industry who retired voluntarily, has nothing to mention.

At the beginning, he felt that being an official was boring, and he had to be on guard against corrupt officials all the time, not to mention that he was still working on the six most useless Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, so he proposed to provide for the elderly early, and now it has been more than ten years.

"Godfather is happy. A girl who has the opportunity really wants to meet her godfather's family." Tan Zhengran's intuition told her that someone in Mr. Ma's family was an official.