Song Tan Jishi

   For old classmate Song Tan, everyone still trusts them very much, and they didn't notice that she was sharpening her sword at all.

Right now, I was tidying up the dirty things in the yard, unable to move because of the saliva dripping from the aroma from the kitchen, and at the same time being urged by the big sun and Ulan's enthusiasm, I took three steps and two steps living room.

   Good guy!

  As the cool wind blew past, everyone felt their hot hearts were soothed, and their tense bodies instantly eased.

  The children were obviously happier. Now they ran to the baskets and baskets that Ulan had temporarily placed in the corner, drilling and crawling, feeling uncomfortable.

  The basket and the ground were covered with milky white cloth, and several mothers surrounded them curiously.

   "Oh, this thing is really interesting—come on, son, do you know what this is?"

   "This cloth looks quite strong, and it's not afraid of being scratched by the basket for children to play with..."

  Of course, this is the model of extensive raising of children, and people who raise them carefully will not bring them to the countryside in hot weather.

   "That's right, Song Tan, where did you buy this cloth? I'll buy two beds for my son's enclosure later on. The cushion is made of sponge, and he always picks it."

  Song Tan went over to have a look—white, coarse cloth.

  Could it be an old coarse bed sheet?

Unexpectedly, when Ulan entered the door, she laughed loudly: "You can't recognize it, it must be more than 20 years old - this is a sack from the postal company in the past, and Aunt Tan Tan's relatives were postmen at that time , turn once and turn twice, everything has arrived at our place.”

After finishing speaking, I am afraid that young people will be disgusted, so I have to say a few more words: "This is dried before moving. It is strong and clean. It looks rough, but it is actually very breathable. In the past, this thing was spread on the bed, and I couldn't sleep for decades. bad."

   Ah!

   Those who are willing to let their children crawl around in the basket will not think that the sack is bad!

  Now everyone is interested: "I want to buy it too...Really, it looks refreshing and comfortable..."

  …

  Here, Wu Qianqian just finished her makeup in front of the mirror, and while holding the powder box to look around, she patted powder on her face.

  The more he looked at Song Tan, the more angry he became.

   But the girls beside him were hesitant, and still wanted to divert Song Tan's attention, so they asked:

   "Wu Qianqian, how does your powder cake work?"

  Wu Qianqian felt proud instantly, closed the lid with restraint and carelessness, and displayed the big logo in front of everyone:

   "It's okay, average, expensive but not expensive, it's only 560 yuan."

  560? Really rich.

  Song Tan stood far away and listened, looking at Wu Qianqian's eyes so tenderly that she was about to drip.

  However, several female students were stunned, and then looked regretful:

   "Ah! You bought it at the regular price..."

   "I also have one, but it's not this series. I'll do activities during the Chinese New Year, and it'll be 20% off!"

   "Let me tell you, you have to wait for Double Eleven to buy. Buy one get one free. If you don't want so much, you can also order with others. It only costs more than 200!"

   When it comes to how to get discounts, everyone has a lot to talk about!

  Wu Qianqian who was ignored again: …

  Damn it! Why is no one envious of her being rich and willing to spend money!

  Seeing this, Song Tan couldn't help laughing again.

  How should I put it? Times are changing. In the past, people were ashamed to say they were poor, and they felt ashamed when they said it. When buying something, the core point of showing off is—expensive!

but now.

  Everyone opens their mouths and shuts up to drink the wind and eat the soil. The northwest wind and concrete are combined to show poverty vividly. When it comes to shopping, the original price is not important, what matters is how much cheaper it is...

  Compared to it, Wu Qianqian seems to have been frozen in time for more than ten years!

  emmm... Song Tan thought to himself: Dear Qianqian, it really is still like this.

  …

  Everyone knows Qianqian's dishes, but everyone hasn't had time to taste the sweetness of tremella soup.

  Seeing that everyone entered the house, while admiring and envious of the new house, he involuntarily picked up a bowl of white fungus soup under Ulan's enthusiasm.

   "Come on, try it, our tremella soup is well-known far and wide! The guests in the imperial capital are urging for it every day. And the Ningcheng Third Hospital knows? Several departments buy it from us! There are also sick numbers..."

real or fake?

   It is rare for the warm and simple Ulan to boast so much. Everyone is a little bit skeptical that the iced white fungus has no aroma, so that after everyone tasted it, the whole spacious living room fell silent for a moment!

  Just...how could it be so delicious!

  The squad leader stared blankly at his spoon—he often boasted that the elders don’t like sweets, so he refused all desserts, but now…

  Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow !

   And this white fungus soup is very sweet, the white fungus is torn into pieces, and as the thick soup passes through the mouth, the whole person seems to feel the cool and nourishing sweetness!

   Woohoo, it's really delicious!

  Everyone took away the spoons, endured and endured, and still gurgled into the bowl—

  Silky, thick, sweet and cool!

   One bite, it's like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, without tasting it at all!

   Several thick-skinned male classmates stared at Ulan: "Auntie..."

But Ulan didn't seem to know anything, and now she just smiled honestly and kindly to herself: "Oh, young people have a good appetite. I said that I would never be able to finish cooking such a big pot this morning! I didn't expect This is all eaten up—do you still want to eat? Shall I cook another pot?"

   You said, how thick-skinned it is to cope with it!

  The most important thing is, boil it now, only in the year of the monkey can it be eaten!

  Everyone lowered their heads, reluctantly scraping the remaining soup with spoons.

  Only Wu Qianqian.

  She is angry, but she must not suffer! So when Song Tan gets angry, he has to eat it from Song Tan's house!

  Eat a lot, just don't spend money to buy things!

   Ha, let's see what you do!

  Hmm...I can't just buy nothing, the watermelon is still good, so let's buy one...two, three or four first!

  Maximum five, six can't be too big... Too many really won't work!

   Who made Song Tan too arrogant!

snort! She teased herself, and she also wanted to play with Song Tan's emotions!

  For example, give her hope first—

   "Song Tan, this white fungus soup is really delicious! Is this the white fungus from your family? How do you sell it? Give me two catties!"

   Then, smashing hope hard—

   "Ah, no, I can't buy that much, I spend too much this month..."

   You have to leave a loose button and pretend to have hope, so that she can't stop trying to sell herself!

   Wu Qianqian sat back on the sofa proudly.

However, at the next moment, Song Tan sighed: "Qianqian, you are so kind. But there are too many people who have made reservations. If you want a catty, I am afraid that other students will not have enough points... If you really want to buy it, your own Let’s eat half a catty for you.”

  Wu Qianqian:? ? ?

   Didn’t add updates tonight, it’s not convenient in my hometown, just look at the efficiency…

   Good night my Tuscan star.