Even if he said something like believing me, Lin Baitang naturally would not refute Meng Zhenghui's face.

After thinking about it carefully, although Lin Baitang still felt that Meng Zhenghui's idea was not very reliable, he could also see that he was determined not to give up if he didn't do it once, anyway, it didn't take too much money and time to make this thing, and it was a big deal that he couldn't sell it for himself, and he didn't lose anything, so he agreed: "That's okay, I just went to the city in two days to inquire about my uncle's news, let's just bring a little over." ”

Meng Zhenghui's hand was almost good, and he volunteered after a while: "Okay, you teach me, and I will do it together." ”

As a former rich young master, Meng Zhenghui should be regarded as very diligent and studious, but this has also caused Lin Baitang to have a headache when he hears this sentence in the past few days.

She rubbed her temples twice and sighed: "Young Master Meng, do you know, when I am with you, I have a feeling that I am very old. ”

Meng Zhenghui didn't understand what Lin Baitang meant, and blinked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"

Lin Baitang's eyebrows were crooked, and he said with a smile: "Do you know, the last person like you who was so curious about everything I did and wanted to try and learn everything was the three-year-old child of the village chief's family." ”

Meng Zhenghui heard that Lin Baitang meant that he was ridiculing himself for always helping out, and he was a little embarrassed: "I don't know much about anything, but I will work hard to learn, and when I learn well in the future, I don't have to ask you everything." ”

Lin Baitang patted him on the shoulder with his free hand, and said earnestly: "The road is long, Young Master Meng, what do you have to learn." ”

**

The taste of wild vegetable dumplings is fragrant and sweet, chewing for a long time, there will be sweetness, millet porridge is boiled out of rice oil, as soon as you open the pot, you can feel the heat with a rich rice fragrance coming to your face, hot. Drink it hotly, and then cut a plate of freshly pickled small radish, which is sour and crisp and refreshing, and the people who eat this meal are refreshed.

Lin Baitang was a little lazy when he was full, leaned back, touched his stomach and tasted a little satisfied: "Today's meal is finally good and full." ”

Meng Zhenghui's habit of the eldest young master is still there, eating slowly and methodically, at this time, he is still breaking the wild vegetable dumplings into small pieces over there, eating a bite, drinking a mouthful of millet porridge, it is not good to be regular, hearing Lin Baitang's sigh, he glanced at the past slowly: "What you said seems to be that you haven't eaten enough in the past few days." ”

Lin Baitang was anxious for him when he saw him eating, and because it was not a big deal, he didn't want to urge him, so he had to close his eyes and pretend to close his eyes to recuperate: "Eating is eating, but I am not full." ”

Meng Zhenghui's brows furrowed suddenly, and his voice had always been calm and waveless, and he was a little more hurried: "What's the matter? Why didn't you tell me if you didn't eat enough?"

He didn't have good hands, and the work in the field was not so familiar, so Lin Baitang was the one who worked the most these days, and he was at most a starter, so he paid special attention to Lin Baitang's state in the past two days, and when he saw that she was a little tired, he persuaded her to rest for a while, but now he suddenly told him that Lin Baitang hadn't eaten enough in the past few days?

Meng Zhenghui stopped his chopsticks to look at Lin Baitang, and he couldn't tell whether he was blaming or worrying in his eyes.

Lin Baitang didn't expect Meng Zhenghui to react so much, and hurriedly said, "Calm down." He also explained: "I don't mean to say that I haven't eaten enough, the main thing is that Fang Jiao's incident caused me to always be worried when I eat, so this meal was eaten, but it went down the rib bar and didn't reach the stomach." ”

The two words "ribs?" were beyond Meng Zhenghui's comprehension, and he repeated them with some confusion.

"Just, ribs?" Lin Baitang's words are the common words of ordinary communication, and I don't know why I call it that, anyway, it is the first time that Lin Baitang has encountered a situation that needs to be explained, and he hesitated and pointed to the position on his side: "That's it." Ribs, you know?"

Meng Zhenghui suddenly realized: "You mean ribs?"

Lin Baitang nodded: "Yes, yes, it should be that." ”

The question was answered, but Meng Zhenghui still disagreed: "But here are bones, it is impossible to pass through food." ”

Lin Baitang sighed, she also just knew that Meng Zhenghui was so good at drilling the horns: "This is an exaggerated word, it's like saying that you have a splitting headache, and your head can't really crack." It means that I was too angry, and I didn't get angry, so I went other ways to eat things, understand?"

Meng Zhenghui nodded, but no longer dwelled on this, but put a piece of pickled radish into the bowl and continued to eat slowly.

His elegance is not like eating vegetable dumplings, but a big meal in a high-end restaurant, he first glanced at Lin Baitang, then lowered his eyes, and said casually: "Fang Jiao's business, you don't have to take it to heart, I won't do what you don't like." ”

"Not because of that. Lin Baitang's face was a little more serious: "I just think she is quite miserable, and she can't make her own decisions about her marriage." ”

Meng Zhenghui saw that Lin Baitang's appearance was sincerely distressed, so he kindly proposed: "Forty oceans, we can afford it, we can help give it, Fang Jiao's family should not force her to marry anymore." ”

Charity is also something that a businessman must do in order to maintain his image, Meng Zhenghui is no stranger to this, and is even a little familiar with it: "Depending on Fang Jiao's wishes, if she doesn't want to accept the cost of this similar donation, you can hire her as a servant." ”

It was rare for Meng Zhenghui to have a moment of silence after the two words of the servant came out, he looked around at the current situation in his family, and felt that it was not appropriate to use these two words in this situation, so he changed his words: "Please ask her to help us." ”

Lin Baitang sighed silently, she didn't correct Meng Zhenghui's thoughts, his eldest young master was used to it, and it was actually impossible to change it overnight: "We can afford one Fang Jiao, but can you afford a hundred thousands? This kind of thing is not an exception, it doesn't mean that you can do it today according to the dowry that Fang Jiao's mother wanted." ”

Meng Zhenghui frowned slightly: "Maybe they should be sent to study, they have seen more of the outside world, and they have the strength and courage to fight against their original inherent thoughts." ”

Lin Baitang stopped talking, this kind of thing is incomprehensible, although Meng Zhenghui thinks well, but the possibility of implementation is not very large, there are so many jobs in the field at home, there is a chance to send the child to school, especially a girl.

Now there are not too many girls in the city who go to school, not to mention that now the countryside thinks that girls will definitely marry off, and it belongs to someone else's family, so they are even more reluctant to spend money on them.

The more Lin Baitang thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and when he saw that Meng Zhenghui had put the chopsticks down, he got up and put the bowl away: "I'll wash the dishes, you stay honest for a while." ”

Meng Zhenghui didn't know that what he said was wrong to make Lin Baitang unhappy, but he already knew very clearly that at this time, it was the wisest choice to talk less if he could.

Just the two of them's bowls, they were very easy to brush, and when Lin Baitang came back, Meng Zhenghui had already cleaned up the things on the table, leaving only three vegetable dumplings to be put on the windowsill on the plate.

"Young master, what are you doing here?" Lin Baitang said that the young master was a little ridiculous, deliberately teasing Meng Zhenghui.

Meng Zhenghui looked at her helplessly: "Didn't you say before that the vegetable dumplings with less oil will be put for a long time, although I haven't tried it, but I can guess that the taste is probably average, so I want to try how long this kind of dumplings can be stored at room temperature, after all, in terms of taste alone, it is still more advantageous to add oil." ”

Lin Baitang snorted ignorantly, and praised him: "Our young master is reasonable, but what's the use of trying it out? You don't plan to take a look, if you can't sell it, you plan to press it for a few days, right?"

"Xiaotang, you said frustrating words before it opened. "If this is placed in the Meng family, before the family opened a store, it is inevitable that the person who said this will be asked to rinse his mouth with tea and start from scratch.

Doing business, talking about a verbal lottery, open the door.

Although Meng Zhenghui didn't believe this, he also told Lin Baitang: "It doesn't matter what you say at home, don't say that when you go out, many people are quite concerned about this." ”

Lin Baitang's innocent appearance: "Then the young master has to tell me why I did this first, so I don't have to ask." ”

Meng Zhenghui loves Lin Baitang's pretending to be clever, especially when he knows that no one dares to mess with her in the village, her appearance is extremely precious, and even unconsciously, he lowered his voice a little: "I'm thinking, in addition to eating and selling." Can it be made into dry food that is easy to carry, so there should be more people who buy it, and we can also make some price reductions for the kind that is packaged and sold, so that it will sell a little better. ”

Lin Baitang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and was about to say something, but Meng Zhenghui spoke first: "Don't call me young master." ”

Lin Baitang smiled slightly: "Brother Zhenghui." After seeing Meng Zhenghui nodding, she asked again: "Brother Zhenghui, are you thinking a little far?"

Meng Zhenghui shook his head: "It's just a rainy day, if you can use it as the best, even if you can't use it, you won't lose anything." ”

**

The days of not having to work are easy and casual, Lin Baitang and Meng Zhenghui together, rushed to the city to make hundreds of vegetable dumplings the day before, and only squinted for a while in the evening, and then sat on the ox cart in a daze.

Meng Zhenghui took two ox carts to make experience, this time he didn't wear a suit, but wore the long gown that Lin Baitang bought for her, and in addition, he brought a rather large windbreaker.

Lin Baitang didn't understand it when she saw it, and always felt that even if Meng Zhenghui was so good-looking, this trench coat with a long shirt was quite strange, but thinking that Meng Zhenghui was probably afraid of the cold, she didn't say anything, until she got on the ox cart, and realized that Meng Zhenghui's move was really prescient.

Because they were going to sell things, the two of them left earlier than the previous two times, the moon was still hanging in the sky, and it was very cold when they got up in the morning, Lin Baitang's drowsiness was blown by the wind, and he was thinking that he would not sleep otherwise, and when he was waiting to go home at night and go to bed in the morning, he heard Meng Zhenghui speak: "Bow your head." ”

As soon as Lin Baitang heard this, he subconsciously looked up in the direction of Meng Zhenghui, wanting to see what was happening, but he didn't expect to raise his face just to meet the windbreaker that was covered.

Meng Zhenghui's clothes are all first-class good materials, even such a windbreaker is heavy, Lin Baitang was defenseless, his nose was sour, and tears almost fell.

Meng Zhenghui was angry and funny, and leaned closer to see Lin Baitang's nose: "Didn't you tell you to bow your head, how is it, is there anything wrong?" ”

Lin Baitang covered his nose and said in a slightly urned voice: "I'm curious." ”