He Yan was afraid that talking too much might dampen Cheng Qiao's current enthusiasm for doing business, so he didn't tell her that what she was facing at present was just some low-end means that did not enter the stream, discrediting her competitors.

In fact, real shopping malls such as battlefields are not for fun. The battlefield without gunpowder smoke kills people without blood, and the fight is IQ, EQ, means and connections, and the outcome of the struggle is often either you die or I live, survival of the fittest, and no one can escape this market rule.

He now seems to be cultivating in the old mansion of Cheng Qiao's family, on the surface he is leisurely and contented, and does not care about the world, but he is still in the storm, and he has never been far from that battlefield. It's just that he temporarily put away his sharp minions and quietly laid out, waiting for the prey to throw himself into the net.

There is no need for Cheng Qiao to know about these things, he doesn't want her to worry about it, and he doesn't want her to be contaminated with these pickled masters, his Qiaoqiao should live a carefree life and do what he likes happily every day.

Thinking of this, He Yan couldn't help but fold his arms and tightly wrap the person in his arms like holding a treasure.

Cheng Qiao was still immersed in the innocent and hacked heart, and he didn't notice the momentary loss of concentration on his face.

Later, in the end, He Yan became a prophecy.

The malicious smear against Cheng Qiao on the local forum seems to have stopped, but in fact it is just a precursor to the stormy building. In less than half a month, people from relevant departments came to Chengjia Village to investigate, and Cheng Qiao, who has always thought that he is a good baby who abides by the law, tasted the taste of checking water meters, receiving express delivery, and inviting tea on the Internet for the first time.

Fortunately, He Yan had the foresight to let the secretary of the administrative department of He's Group help Cheng Qiao register the company early, and the license had just been sent from the city when he came to check, which was extremely thrilling. Fortunately, she successfully took off the hat of operating without a license, and then Cheng Qiao went to the county to go through various procedures for quality inspection, safety supervision, food safety and other departments, fortunately, although her father had passed away for many years, Yu Wei was still there, and it didn't take much effort to get a variety of qualification certificates, all kinds of licenses were complete, and were well entertained by the village chief of Chengjia Village, and also sent a lot of local specialties, and the comrades of the relevant departments went back with a look of regret with a large bag.

Cheng Qiao's move can be described as very thrilling, and after sending off a leader, he felt extremely tired. When He Yan asked her how she felt, she patted her chest and joked: "I'm scared to death of this baby!"

However, in addition to these accidents, the receipt of her cherries this time was quite lucrative. More than a dozen tons of cherries were sold out, and I met a lot of loyal customers, after the group purchase ended, some people who didn't grab the cherries were still complaining about the protest under the post, Cheng Qiao had to jump out and say that the Labins cherries had been sold out today, and other varieties of cherries were planted in the orchard on the mountain, but they would not ripen until about May next year, which caused a sigh of sighs, and it would take more than half a year.

Cheng Qiao finally calculated the account, and after paying the tax and paying the wages of the completer, she actually made a net profit of hundreds of thousands, which was slightly higher than the salary she got from working hard in the past year to design.

Looking at the six-digit numbers in the account, Cheng Qiao's heart was full of joy, and he smiled for several days in a row, looking at everyone and feeling pleasing to the eye. Yan Bo only felt very evil when he saw it, and secretly pulled Cheng Yuan to ask her cousin if she was evil, and the two of them bit their ears and said bad things about people and didn't pay attention to the surrounding environment.

After the cherries were sold out, Cheng Qiao's mind became active again, what should I do if there are still so many vacant land in the mountains? Old man Cheng can't tell the reason why he patronizes flowers and amuses birds at his age, so it is better to ask the uncle, he has been in the village with rich experience in farming.

Just do it, Cheng Qiao said to He Yan and went to the new house to find her uncle. As soon as she stepped on the top step of the second floor, she heard a quarrel, which sounded like her aunt.

Cheng Qiao was really shocked, she remembered that the uncle and his wife had always been harmonious, and her uncle was an honest traditional Chinese man who didn't talk much. The eldest aunt has a gentle temperament, a good daughter-in-law who is diligent and thrifty.

It is no wonder that such a model couple would quarrel, no wonder she was shocked.

The door of the couple's bedroom on the second floor was not closed tightly, and there was a gap in the extravagance, and Cheng Qiao could just see the scene inside. Her uncle sat on the sofa and smoked vigorously with his head down, and the eldest aunt stood aside, stomping her feet and complaining: "I said that you are a dead person, let you not toss blindly, you don't do it to grow grain honestly, but you want to take a good land to grow ginger! Now that the price of ginger has fallen like this, you can't even recover the cost, and this ginger can't be sold yet, so it's waiting to rot in the ground!"

Probably consciously conscious of the loss, her uncle didn't say a word for a long time, and when he saw that the cigarette in his hand was about to burn his fingers, he threw his hand to the ground.

Cheng Qiao felt extremely embarrassed, and was about to quietly turn around and go downstairs, when she heard her uncle speak, and said bitterly: "I'm not reading the agricultural channel that ginger is good to grow, and the yield is high, at least a thousand catties can be produced per acre, and a high-yield acre of land can be harvested five or six thousand catties, I looked at the high purchase price last year, and one catty can buy more than ten yuan, so I moved my mind, thinking that I planted ginger and sold it for money for Shu'er to go to college, who knew that the price of ginger would fall so badly this year?"

Cheng Qiao listened for a while, probably knew what was going on, and thought of last year's market, vaguely remembered that he had seen on the Internet that there was a price increase in ginger for a while last year, and it seems that some netizens posted complaints that ginger in the supermarket has been sold for more than ten yuan a catty, and they can't even afford to eat ginger with these hanging silks!

Cheng Qiao sighed: This is the common problem of the Chinese people, whatever best-selling people do this, but the market is damaged, and the unlucky ones are still those who take over.

In the end, it is his own uncle, and he still has to help. She said silently in her heart, but how to help him? Going out with great interest, and returning to the old mansion with a heavy heart, He Yan immediately noticed that something was wrong with her, hugged the person into his arms, and asked with concern: "Qiaoqiao, what's wrong with you? I was very happy when I went out just now, why didn't you look good when I came back?"

Cheng Qiao's mood was a little low, and he felt some pain in his abdomen without thinking about speaking, and a hot current went down.

Belch...... The eldest aunt is here! Her tender face turned red, and she immediately broke free from He Yan's embrace, holding her stomach and running straight to the bathroom.

He Yan followed and knocked on the door: "Qiaoqiao, are you uncomfortable?"

Cheng Qiao said a little shyly while changing her aunt's towel: "You don't care about me, I'm ...... What am I doing...... Some are inconvenient. ”

He Yan was confused when he heard this, and after thinking about it, he realized that this was the case, and asked thoughtfully: "I'll make you a cup of brown sugar water, I remember going to see your classmates some time ago and bringing a big bag back." ”

"Well, it's in the kitchen cupboard. Cheng Qiao's voice was weak.

When He Yan returned to the living room with brown sugar water, Cheng Qiao was already sitting on the sofa, her face was a little pale, her mood was not high, she was holding a pillow in her arms, and the golden retriever dog was obediently nesting next to her lap. took a sip of the steaming brown sugar water handed over by He Yan, the taste was not as sweet and greasy as the one bought in the supermarket, the taste was sour, but it was faintly sweet with a medicinal taste. Lin Rui is right, this authentic earthwork brown sugar is really different from what is sold outside, the taste is a lot richer, and the whole person is warm when you drink it, and the uncomfortable energy just now has also been relieved a lot.

The good man He Yan has become a friend of women at this time, and reads the knowledge of Du Niang to the laptop: "A woman's temper will change during the special period, and she will be depressed and irritable...... Needed special care ......"

He read it, and glanced at Cheng Qiao from time to time, as if he wanted to find these signs in her.

Cheng Qiao's face was completely different, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to sneer: "You really chose the wrong major when you studied business, why didn't you go to obstetrics and gynecology!"

He Yan stared at her for a long time, and said seriously: "Seeing nothing is not pleasing to the eye is also one of the symptoms of a special period. ”

Cheng Qiao almost knelt for him, looking loveless, so he had to step on his obedient hairy back to divert his attention, and only hummed obediently and comfortably in a ball. He Yan didn't intend to let her go just like that, and continued to read: "The best way to alleviate these symptoms is through traditional Chinese medicine diet therapy, the recipe is as follows: boil ginger jujube tea with red dates, ginger, and brown sugar......

"Ginger jujube tea?" Cheng Qiao's mind flashed, "I thought of it!

Just now he was expressionless, and he was excited like this at this moment, and sure enough, women in this period can't be judged by common sense, they are simply moody, He Yan muttered secretly in his heart, and he didn't forget to ask, "Qiaoqiao, what did you think of?"

Cheng Qiao's eyes lit up, and he grinned and said, "I thought about how to help my uncle?"

"Ah, what's wrong with the uncle?" President He was still confused.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I just went to the uncle's house and happened to see the aunt and the uncle arguing, the uncle planted a lot of ginger but couldn't sell it, the aunt is angry with him!" Cheng Qiao explained, "I have been thinking about how to help them just now......" He Yan held He Yan's face and kissed it, "Thank you for reminding me." Ginger is available, brown sugar, red dates, ...... I'll contact Lin Rui!"

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