Xia Hua laughed. "My name is Xia Hua because I want to sell mushrooms."
"Oh, just selling a mushroom to find me in Fengjianglou?"
"It was the shopkeeper of Mingyuge Store who recommended me. Can the shopkeeper see if the quality of my mushrooms is good?"
Long Heng waved at Xia Hua’s move. "It’s recommended by Lao Zhang to bring it here for me to see."
Before the summer flower, I unloaded my basket and put some mushrooms in my palm to show Long Heng. I took a mushroom in my hand and squinted for a long time. I asked faintly, "Where do you come from, girl?"
"Sifang Mountain, not far from Baitou Village, is an authentic wild mushroom"
Long Heng frowned slightly. "I heard that mushrooms in the mountains are poisonous. Twelve years ago, many people were poisoned. My business in Fengjianglou is light. If one or two people are poisoned again, it will not be good."
Xia Hua smiled unmoved. "Dragon shopkeeper can rest assured that my family and I have eaten these mushrooms and they are poisoned. Besides, I was born in the mountains since childhood. Don’t be afraid to say that this mushroom is poisonous or not. I can still identify it at a glance."
Long Heng is still a pair of Gherardini expression don’t believe, "I can’t believe that this basket of mushrooms is not poisonous just because you have said it, or if you stay in my Fengjiang building, you have to taste them first to make sure they are poisonous."
Xia Hua glanced at him and shook his head, but the voice was calm. "It’s nothing to ask me to stay. There are still my mother and weak brother waiting for me at home. I can delay three hours at most. Do you think it’s feasible?"
Long Heng rubbed his temples, leaned his left hand on the armrest of the wheelchair and looked at Xia Hua with interest. "Can you sell this basket of mushrooms today, girl?"
Xia Hua nodded, "If you don’t try, you will know."
"Hey, you’re a bit of a girl." Long Heng habitually rubbed his sideburns and cleared his throat. "So I’ll give you three hours to sell the mushrooms you brought in my shop."
He thought to himself that this girl is really a bit beautiful, not to mention that she has courage to speak, and she is neither supercilious nor supercilious. She has always been a woman with a small insulation, and she can never treat her differently, even wearing this girl’s neck. It seems that this marriage word has been drawn.
The thought that maybe one day he can see Xiao never get married and marry a daughter-in-law makes his eyebrows and eyes smile, and then he looks a little softer when he looks at Xia Hua.
"If you can sell it, such as?" Xia Hua asked
"If I can sell all the silver, I won’t take anything from you," Long Heng said.
"Then don’t you lose money? I want to make mushrooms into vegetables, diesel oil and salt, and you don’t care?" Xia Hua you Dao
"If I can’t even afford this little thing, why don’t I open a shop and get you there? Don’t worry about the daily necessities in the kitchen of Fengjianglou." Long Heng was very generous.
Xia Hua laughed. "The dragon shopkeeper is really a frank person. I, Xia Hua, am not a person who likes to take advantage of others. You see, this is a good thing. I have sold two pieces of silver in half."
Long Heng paused for a moment in meditation and laughed. "You are such a sincere girl. I am very satisfied with you."
Xia Hua choked. How can I look at his eyes? It’s not like doing business, but like being a daughter-in-law. Anyway, she has a feeling that she can’t get along. This dragon shopkeeper has been looking at her intentionally since she first saw her. If he says he is interested in her, his eyes don’t contain any affection. If he says he is not interested in her, his eyes are filled with an unusual sense of exploration and appreciation.
This inexplicable feeling stirred her a little uneasy. Fortunately, she was always a Mount Tai who collapsed before, but she could calmly face this strange man and explore strangely. She didn’t care at all, let alone how many moods floated, even if she was upset, it passed instantly.
In fact, when it comes to modern times, she is an ordinary female college student. Like all female college students, she looks forward to finding a good job and finding a good man. When she marries a little girl, she should have tenderness, fantasy and love divination. She used to be such a cheerful, laughing and joking woman.
Without that apocalyptic disaster, she was afraid of getting married and giving birth step by step, but that disaster changed her life. She no longer loves to laugh, jokes or trust people easily.
There are two words in her life: "alive!"
Even if a bounty hunter is killed all day long, he will live like a walking corpse among the dead animals.
The furthest distance in this world is not that you don’t know I love you in front of me, but the distance between life and death.
This is a method to reverse the gap, and only alive can there be hope.
Whether she panicked at the beginning of the hunt or was numb at the end of the hunt, she always lived with a firm belief.
She can be indifferent to being besieged by hundreds of zombies, and she can’t be indifferent to an ancient man even if he wears a mask.
Think of the past, she is calm in her heart and say with a smile, "I’ll go to the kitchen to prepare and bother the dragon shopkeeper to send someone to Mingyu Pavilion to pick up my son. He can’t wait for me for three hours."
Long Heng looked down and suddenly there was a faint flash of murder in his eyes, and he spit out a monosyllabic "good" from his mouth.
Please don’t turn when starting!
The winners of the communication spit in the courtyard are all on the micro-signal synvel (WeChat adds a friend WeChat official account to enter synve54. There are so many little girls’ tricks.
The fire in front of the stove is flourishing and the oil is positive.
The chopping board sounded like a knife stamping meat. When the kitchen chef saw Xia Hua’s swordsmanship, he had to let go of his work one by one to wait and see.
At one time, the cooks and handymen gathered around the summer flowers that were stamping meat. They didn’t believe that the country girl could make anything good at all.
An old woman looked at less than half a pot of oil burning white smoke and squished her mouth. "Look at this half pot of oil. I don’t know if I can cook something. Don’t ruin our Fengjianglou business."
Another chubby chef touched Ba, frowned at Xia Hua and shook his head again and again. "Little girl, what do you want to fry after all this oil?"
Xia Hua let go of the knife, smiled and bent over and took out a white cloth from the basket. Those people looked strange and stared at the cloth. What strange things were in the cloth?
Opening a package is just a few crispy rice.
Wife a pie mouth more disdain, "when I turned out to be a few pieces of rice crust is worth it, fuel consumption and meat"
The fat chef asked Pike in silence, "Little girl, I heard people say that you are not here to sell mushrooms. What are you doing with crispy rice?"
"Wow-"A summer flower has put the rice crust into the oil pan, and the rice crust suddenly rolled up in the oil pan, which is tempting.
The fat chef frowned and said, "Little girl, is this oil used to fry rice crust?"
Xia Hua turned the rice crust with chopsticks in his hand and smiled "Exactly".
Another person sighed, "I’m sorry this crispy rice is worthless, but this oil is valuable. Isn’t this taking ginseng as radish?"
Xia Huatou replied calmly without looking back, "The radish is not uneven when it is done well."