As a descendant of Nuwa, what’s wrong with having a little skill?

"The store has posted it, and the mini program announcement has been written. The owner is happy, have you forgotten? The road is being built, Xiaohui Village is building a road, and the roads into the village are blocked. Xiaohui can't get in, and the vegetables can't be sold. , let alone us." Yangyang mother and son ate watermelon while talking to Chenchen's mother.

"If you really want to wish Chenchen a smooth exam, you can go back with An An's father in a few days. If there is room in their house, stay one night and follow An An's father's delivery truck out the next day. You can also go to Chenchen before the college entrance examination. Chen Chen and the others are going home for a few days off to adjust. You can take Chen Chen with you to pray to God and Buddha for spiritual renewal." Yangyang's mother felt that the advice she gave was very pertinent.

I definitely can’t give you the garland that someone hangs at home. Not to mention it’s so miraculous that it hasn’t withered after so many days. It’s just something given by an ordinary temple master, just like the gods and Buddhas offered by ordinary families. Can it be transferred and bought at will? Don’t be afraid of backlash.

Chinese people may not believe in gods and Buddhas, but they will never offend them easily.

Chenchen's mother forced herself to look away, wanting to think about how it was the same. There was an essential difference between worshiping the Buddha all the time and cramming it temporarily, but she saw three children squatting next to the trash can and already eating a bunch of watermelon rinds.

Even Chenchen, who had always restrained himself from being picky, had a face red with watermelon juice at the moment, and was competing with Yangyang to see who could eat it faster. This really proved the saying that men are still young until they die, let alone the three of them who are really young.

"Meizi, you should eat quickly, otherwise these three boys won't leave us a bite. Will you leave any for your Aunt Xiaohui?"

"Keep it. I asked An An to cut a quarter and leave it to Aunt Hui. Aunt Hui, thank you for your hard work. Is there anything I can do for you?" Yangyang felt that he had almost eaten, and looked at the four more dishes on the table. After eating a piece of watermelon, he reluctantly looked away and went to help in the kitchen.

"I don't need your help here. Go eat watermelon, but don't eat too much. Watermelon won't do much, and it will be digested in a while. You have classes in the afternoon. No one will care about you if you get hungry in the middle of class."

Zhang Hui only cooked home-cooked dishes, but the time was too short. She didn't have a chance to make the big dishes that Yu Chu taught her, and there were not enough good ingredients. The children didn't pick their tastes and just made do with it.

"Wow, I envy Brother An'an again. Aunt Hui, the food you cook is so delicious. Don't worry, I can still swallow a cow. You don't have to worry about not finishing the food. I promise to lick the plate clean."

This kid! Zhang Hui couldn't help but smile knowingly. Yangyang's mouth was so sweet. With a child like this, life is full of fun. Who doesn't like a cheering kid and who doesn't like being praised.

After showing off most of the watermelon crazily, Zhang Hui's rice was all ready, Yang Yang was okay, and Chenchen was already sitting at the dining table holding her belly, hesitant to speak.

Zhang Hui, who has two children, could tell at a glance that she was overeating on watermelon. "Chenchen, there are digestive tablets on the coffee table. You take two tablets and then walk away. Don't be in a hurry to eat, even if you eat later."

Chenchen blushed with embarrassment. It was also the first time that he overstuffed himself after eating at an outsider's house. He really couldn't control his hands and mouth, so he overstuffed himself unknowingly. Now Aunt Zhang Hui has made so many delicious dishes. He ate them with chopsticks. I didn’t touch it, what a waste. My mother said that the vegetables sold by Aunt Zhang Hui’s house were valuable. Chenchen looked at her mother with uneasy conscience.

Chenchen's mother still looked worried. When should she go to ask the mountain god? How to go? Do you want to take Chenchen there?

Ding dong, the doorbell suddenly rang like crazy. Zhang Hui was confused as to who was here at this time. It shouldn't be Li Junliang. Li Junliang just sent a message saying that he was back in town and was walking home.

Who would that be?

Zhang Hui opened the door.

At the door were the panicked Jiang Yaning sister and brother, "Classmate Xiao Ningjiang, what's wrong?" Why are they looking like they are fleeing.

"Auntie!" Jiang Yaning grabbed Zhang Hui's hand, "Uncle, why didn't you tell me that watermelon is so delicious? I am now being hunted by my relatives and regular customers, especially when I told them that the stock would be temporarily out of stock for a week. The aunts in my community put My supermarket is surrounded!"

"Ah?" Zhang Hui didn't understand what it meant. What's the matter? Isn't this a criminal act? Find your uncle quickly.

"Hey, are you eating? It smells so good. Is there a lot of it? I gave people watermelon early in the morning, and I was surrounded by many people before I even had breakfast. Aunt, do you mind if I have lunch?" Jiang Yaning saw someone outside. Once you adjust your condition, it will come naturally.

"Hello sisters, hello handsome boys, I'm interrupting your meal!"

"Hello, Sister Jiang!" Yangyang and the others didn't know Jiang Yaning. Li Jingan stood up to say hello to Jiang Yaning, and then looked at classmate Jiang Yaxu, who was always deserted behind Jiang Yaning and always dressed formally and neatly.

If I read correctly, his glasses are a little crooked and the first button under his neck is a little loose, making him look a little embarrassed.

"Hello, classmate Jiang, if you don't mind, sit down and eat together!"

Jiang Yaxu pushed up the glasses on the bridge of her nose, "Okay, sorry for bothering you!"

Jiang Yaning sat down and took a deep breath. She picked up the chopsticks on the table and picked up a piece of water spinach, biting it down fiercely.

"Auntie, don't you think this water spinach should be more delicious, fresher, more fragrant, and smaller in quantity? I've already sold it for 90 per catty. As for grabbing it? My aunt should take the lead in grabbing it, especially knowing that Uncle Liangzi is behind If I don’t deliver the goods for a few days, my God, I might as well be executed on the spot.”

90 per pound? Yangyang's mother and Chenchen's mother looked at each other in surprise. They remembered correctly that what they bought today was 40 per catty. When they were asked to enter their child's student ID card, they complained that Li Junliang and his wife were from rural areas. They would do gimmicks. Just make student money.

result? Is this really a benefit? Does it really cost 90 per catty for outsiders to buy it? Then wouldn’t they have to double their purchases in the future? How can I afford to eat here?

Yangyang pulled Li Jingan and Chenchen from side to side. Is this the legendary student from your second year of high school? Li Jingan nodded, and Chenchen looked at Jiang Yaxu with some respect. This is the god of study in the second year of high school. He is really amazing.

Li Jingan was a little confused. Sister Jiang said that her supermarket business was good. Li Jingan had also seen the madness of grandfathers and grandmothers in supermarkets snatching food.

But what does it have to do with classmate Jiang? Why is he so embarrassed?

Jiang Yaxu: Man'er said that cooking for him with his own food tasted like happiness, so he squatted with Uncle Liangzi to deliver the goods. The grandparents in the neighborhood learned a lesson and squatted with him, otherwise he would be in such a mess. Insufficient strength.

"Is the business good? This time the village has collected all the vegetables it can harvest and sent them to you. Products like vegetables will not be fresh if they are not sold in time, which will cause great losses to the merchants!" Zhang Hui heard at that time Jiang Yaning was a little worried after taking down all the dishes.

No matter how delicious it is, it cannot be eaten as rice, and vegetables cannot be preserved like rice. Will those rich people who are used to eating good food eat stale vegetables overnight?

"Blame it on me!" Jiang Yaning looked regretful, "I just thought that there were too many dishes and I was afraid that I would get them all in my hands, so I told the group in advance that they would be temporarily out of stock for the next week, and there is no purchase limit today!"

Jiang Yaning's remorseful look, no need for her to elaborate, everyone knew what would happen, Zhang Huidu only dared to make an announcement through the system after cleaning up, and put a small note on the store, just to avoid being mobbed by mothers.

Is Jiang Yaning really not afraid of death, or does she think that wealthy people will not panic buy in their communities? Reality has taught her a vivid lesson, the rich know better.