Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, Cheng Peng and Song Qiuyue have been living in the town for half a month. The hot summer is coming to an end, and the autumn tigers are beginning to wreak havoc.

Zhang Hu was driven out of the town because he offended the big guy in the town, he was not in the town, and Song Qiuyue's life gradually returned to peace.

Where did Zhang Hu go? Naturally, he went to the county seat, and he thought that he had some skills as a plumber, and at least a bowl of rice was missing in the county seat, right? But he forgot that his skills were only half a bucket of water, and there were many plumbers in the county who were skilled and willing to work hard.

After some competition, he was either fired by his employer for being lazy, or he was angrily scolded by the owner for cutting corners.

In order to make ends meet, Zhang Hu did not hesitate to lower prices to attract business, but now no one is stupid. You want to pay so much less than your peers, who knows what kind of craft you are?!

After a few times, his reputation in the industry was already stinking. Gradually, he lost his income, so he could only eat his old book, and the woman next to Zhang Hu left him.

Zhang Hu wandered around the county alone, rented a private house and lay his body. Every day, I either hold my mobile phone and watch small videos of glaciers, or I chase brain-dead dramas. He is also lazy and gluttonous, refusing to cook for himself, only ordering takeout.

One day, when he was withdrawing money, he suddenly found that his old book had almost eaten, and the money on the card was only two or three thousand yuan.

A few thousand yuan, no more, no less, but it is definitely not enough to support his life like this for more than half a year. Zhang Hu was distressed and attributed it all to Cheng Peng.

"Cheng Peng, you kid wait for me, Lao Tzu will never let you go!" he said fiercely.

On the other hand, Cheng Peng's life is on the right track. He would go to the county seat once a week to deliver sauce to Qiao Yujun. Song Qiuyue didn't find a suitable job, so she stayed in his shop to help, and Cheng Peng gave her a salary of 2,000 yuan.

"Sister Qiuyue, I don't have much income for the time being, but fortunately, our work is not heavy, you don't have to be too little for two thousand yuan. When talking to Song Qiuyue about salary, Cheng Peng was a little embarrassed.

Song Qiuyue hurriedly said: "Dapeng, what are you talking about? Because you and I have only escaped from the sea of suffering, you take me in and live here, and you don't charge rent." Two thousand dollars a month, that's a lot!"

In fact, in the entire Shihe County, the general salary is this, and those jobs do not include food and lodging, and it is very likely that they will not do well. Working with Cheng Peng is different, they are familiar with each other, tolerate each other, and get along very happily.

Cheng Peng nodded: "That's good, work hard, our days will be better." ”

In addition to the Junlin World, which is supplied to Qiao Yujun every day, there is also a restaurant in Wan's hometown, and sauces are also booked. The first time I came to get the sauce, it was Yu Tao who drove a jeep.

The handsome jeep in this backwoods is absolutely eye-catching. Many small owners in stores, vegetable sellers on the street, and children playing are all curious. The most fierce one is Lao Zhang, the owner of the grain and oil store.

After Cheng Peng bought something in his store last time, his daughter Juanzi never forgot this kid, which made Lao Zhang, the owner of the grain and oil store, very annoyed. He began to pay attention to the alien boy, closely observing his every move. Soon he found out that this kid was actually in the sauce business.

"Competitor!" Lao Zhang thought indignantly as he touched his round belly. And today, seeing a handsome car parked in front of Cheng Peng's house, he began to think carefully again.

"He is engaged in the trading of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, why don't you usually see customers come to the door?" Lao Zhang secretly pondered, staring at the car and the people who came out of the car. And intentionally or unintentionally, walk towards the house, so that it is easier to listen to the truth.

Yu Tao, the tallest man, is the security manager of Wan Lao's company, and he is also his most trusted bodyguard. Cheng Peng once dealt with Yu Tao, and probably understood this person's temperament - a cool brother, a person is not bad.

"Brother Yu, it's even cooler today! How much do you have these glasses? I'll buy a pair to wear another day." ”

Yu Tao didn't want to deal with him, just worked silently, weighed and prepared to settle the bill. He felt that Cheng Peng was chattering, as annoying as a little fly. However, I have to say that this guy still has a lot of strength.

As a veteran, Yu Tao's strength with one hand is not small, and it is not a problem to carry a 100-pound soy sauce bucket. However, the soy sauce bucket that he struggled to pick up was like paper in Cheng Peng's hands, which made him very annoyed.

"Brother Yu, how much is your car? When I have money in the future, I will also buy one." Cheng Peng climbed into the cab, stepped on the brakes, and touched the steering wheel, everything was fresh.

Yu Tao appeared next to the car door with a dark face and handed him the calculator: "A total of eight thousand three, do you see it?"

Cheng Peng glanced at it casually and smiled: "Yes, yes, can I still believe you?"

The two of them completed the transaction without mentioning it, but the number of eight thousand three made the listener pay attention.

Lao Zhang was taken aback: "Mom, a transaction is eight thousand three? He sells agar syrup and jade liquid, right?" Thinking about coming to his own grain and oil store, it can be regarded as a business for decades, and it has been passed on to him from his parents, which can be regarded as a business of his ancestors.

This small shop can make his family drink old snacks without worry, and he can also raise a son who eats, drinks and has fun all day long, and raises a college girl. However, at the end of the year, I can make a little money. And what about Cheng Peng, this kid? Hmph, there's so much for a random deal, damn it!

Lao Zhang's eyes became hotter and hotter, and he had the heart to talk to Cheng Peng and inquire about the news, but he entered the house and closed the door with a bang.

Residents of villages and towns, especially those who do business along the streets, are accustomed to leaving their doors open to ventilate and attract customers. This kid is okay and closes the door, it's very problematic, Lao Zhang twisted his beard and said secretly.

Yu Tao drove back after buying the sauce, Cheng Peng entered the house, hugged his mobile phone and began to study the information.

From the mirror immortal, Cheng Peng learned that he couldn't rely on the spirit bead endlessly, after all, the spirit bead was closely related to himself. Brewing sauce with spirit beads is tantamount to killing chickens and taking eggs. He decided to learn how to make his own soy sauce.

No, he practiced the small gathering spirit technique at night, and after he finished trading during the day, he closed the door and learned the technique.

The benefits brought to him by the small spirit gathering technique gradually manifested themselves in the process. Working hard to cultivate the Small Gathering Spirit Technique not only transformed his physical fitness, but also enhanced his brain power, and during this time, he clearly felt that his learning ability had greatly improved.

For the information I have read, although I have not yet memorized it, I can understand it more thoroughly. After learning the material, he will get to practice it himself. Time passed quietly in Cheng Peng's efforts.

However, hard work is hard work, and the job of making soy sauce must be taught by experienced masters. After all, what can be found on the Internet is just some fur, and now Cheng Peng is most distressed about this, where to find the master?

Unconsciously, in the evening, after Song Qiuyue washed up, she went upstairs to rest, and Cheng Peng was at the window downstairs, practicing the small gathering spirit technique in the moonlight.

He could feel the breeze coming in and it was very comfortable to sweep on his body. As his breathing slowed and steady, he felt the air he was inhaling was much sweeter than before.

Just when he was in the mood for practice, suddenly there was a muffled sound outside the door, and then there was a bang, as if something heavy had hit the door, startling him, and he hurriedly opened his eyes and got up to see what was going on.