"Wen Xu, why don't you go over and take a look?" Old Man Chi held the chess pieces in his hand, frowned, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't figure out where to land next, so he casually said to Wen Xu. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Wen Xu is in a good mood now, seeing that this game of chess is about to be won, the smile on his face can't be hidden, looking at the chessboard, he said happily: "What's the hurry, your game of chess is not a few steps away from destruction, when this game is over, I'll go to the mill to see how they are doing, now, don't worry, don't worry!"

As he spoke, Wen Xu reached out and picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of water gently, and deliberately let out a loud sound after drinking. The old man Chi rolled his eyes.

At this time, Mr. Ma and Zhao Xiaoyue were watching the big brown donkey grinding flour in the mill, and white flour continued to spill down from the mill, and the two of them alternately stepped forward to sweep the flour arrows that fell into the mortar together.

Teacher Ma asked, "Xiaoyue, are you really going to open a bakery? Can this thing make money in an environment like Mingzhu, if it is cheap, it will lose money, and if it is expensive, no one will buy it?"

Hearing Zhao Xiaoyue say that he was going to open a bakery in Mingzhu's very good market, Mr. Ma felt that this business was a bit suspenseful, so he discussed this matter with Zhao Xiaoyue while working.

Zhao Xiaoyue said: "The bread made by my master is very delicious, not only I like it, but my colleagues also say they like it as long as they have eaten it, and even a few foreigners in our company have praised it, I think this kind of bread must not be bad for sales!"

With Zhao Xiaoyue's temperament, she will do it when she thinks of it, how deep you want her to do research is something that she doesn't have to think about, in her mind, let alone doing business, even life is quite simple.

She didn't think about how much money she wanted to make with bread, she just thought that someone must like such delicious bread, and if someone likes it, there is a market, plus she likes to eat such bread, so she decided to open this bakery, to be honest, her business is mainly because she wants to eat such delicious bread every day, the second is promotion, and the last is to make money.

When Mr. Ma heard this kid say this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, for Mr. Ma's generation, many times at the end of entrepreneurship, think about winning and thinking about defeat first, like Zhao Xiaoyue, it seems to them that it is a bit too risky.

Although he thought so in his heart, Mr. Ma didn't show it, and he didn't continue to persuade anything.

"How did you and Wen Xu meet, in a company?"

Zhao Xiaoyue nodded and said: "As soon as I graduated and entered the company, I was assigned to study under the master, the master is very powerful, at that time, many masters and doctors who entered the company were still not convinced by the master, but when it was their turn to solve the problem, the things in the books could not help much, and now it showed that the master's level came ......."

People asked how the two met, and Zhao Xiaoyue suddenly said a lot of things, all about how powerful Wen Xu was. As soon as Teacher Ma heard it, he knew that this little girl's worship of Wen Xu was from the heart.

"Be careful!"

Teacher Ma saw that the little girl was standing, and the big brown donkey was now standing behind Zhao Xiaoyue, so he couldn't help but remind him.

Zhao Xiaoyue was taken aback by Teacher Ma's words, subconsciously jumped to the door, and then asked Teacher Ma in a little fright, "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Teacher Ma stretched out his hand and pointed at the big brown donkey: "This donkey has a bad temperament, except for its owner Wen Xu, everyone else in the whole village sees anyone who goes up, usually not very good, but when it is allowed to work, it has a very bad temper, and it almost walked behind you just now, if I don't remind you, maybe I will give it to you."

"Donkeys still bite?" Zhao Xiaoyue asked in surprise.

Teacher Ma said: "That's natural, the pig bites when you are forced to be in a hurry, don't mention the donkey! Okay, you just follow it when you sweep the face, and don't get too close, and when you feel someone behind it, it will stumble!"

Hearing Mr. Ma say this, Zhao Xiaoyue felt that what was grinding in front of her was not a donkey, but a bad-tempered demon, but when Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes fell on the big brown donkey, she didn't want to believe that such an 'honest' brown donkey in front of her would be a bad temper.

Waiting for this batch of flour to be ground soon, there was almost no flour in the bucket, and then Mr. Ma said: "Xiaoyue, you are here to watch and finish grinding this point, I'll call Wen Xu to come over and have a look, and after grinding so many times, it's still not done?"

Saying that, Mr. Ma walked out of the mill and went home to call Wen Xu.

At this time, Zhao Xiaoyue looked at the big brown donkey and talked to the donkey: "Hey, donkey, your temper is not so bad, don't bite me, can I reach out and touch your ears?"

After speaking, Zhao Xiaoyue stretched out her hand to the big brown donkey, but before her hand reached the donkey's ears, the big brown donkey immediately opened its mouth and bit Zhao Xiaoyue.

Although he retracted his hand, Zhao Xiaoyue was still shocked into a fine cold sweat, and said with palpitations: "You are really very insidious, although you want to sneak attack me! I tell you, this is not right, biting people is a shameful thing......."

Zhao Xiaoyue and the big brown donkey actually reasoned with each other.

Wen Xu walked to the door, heard Zhao Xiaoyue's mouth muttering, and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

"Talking to the big brown donkey, I was almost bitten by it just now"

Wen Xu almost didn't think much about it when he heard it, and said casually: "Don't pay attention to it, this thing is in a bad mood when it works, and its temper is still quite good at ordinary times, at least it won't bite people!"

As he spoke, Wen Xu came to the side of the mill, reached out and grabbed a handful of noodles on the noodles, put them in the palm of his hand, and gently crushed them with one finger.

I felt that this stubble was almost grinded, so I nodded and said: "This stubble is good, install one-third, and then continue to grind the rest!"

"Still grinding?" Zhao Xiaoyue looked at the sky outside: "It's a little dark."

"This is preparing for rain, you know it in your habits, every day is almost this point, there is a rain here in Wenjia Village on time" Speaking of this, Wen Xu stretched out his hand and tapped the watch on his wrist: "It's only five o'clock now, and the rest will be about the same for another hour and a half, hurry up and grind, don't rub it! It's so easy to make bread."

With that, Wen Xu turned around and walked out of the mill.

Teacher Ma looked at Wen Xu's back and said, "Don't play chess with the old man, let him choose the dishes in the kitchen, and I'll go back to cooking later!"

"I know, who is playing chess at this point now, I'm going to get some vegetables and prepare for dinner," Wen Xu continued without looking back.

The two of them continued to grind noodles in the mill, while Wen Xu picked vegetables and went home to cook, and when they arrived in the kitchen, the rain outside was immediately falling from the sky, and the temperature outside was immediately cold.

After stir-frying a few dishes, I also steamed a few crabs that the two of them caught in the afternoon, and when everything was done, the rain outside almost stopped, and of course the sky was dark.

Carrying the food back to the house, Wen Xu set off again to go to the mill to ask Zhao Xiaoyue to eat.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the village, he saw a woman sneakily passing by his side, and after a glance, Wen Xu knew that this person was not from his own village, and it looked like he was even more unlikely to come to stay.

So Wen Xu stopped her by saying something: "That eldest sister, what are you doing in our village?"

"I'm looking for someone!"

Hearing Wen Xu call herself, the woman stood still, turned her head and squeezed out a little smile from her face, pretending to be very calm and replied to Wen Xu.

"Who are you looking for?" asked Wen Xu.

"I said you young man, your Wenjia Village is a tiger's den in Longtan, and I have to go through political censorship when I come in? Besides, who am I looking for to tell you?" The woman heard Wen Xu's endless questions, so she began to scare Wen Xu.

Wen Xu smiled and said, "The village has just been robbed, so I'm a little careful here."

Without waiting for Wen Xu to finish speaking, the woman's face changed, and she said angrily: "You think I am a thief?

And the woman said this with a loud voice, with a little quarrelling.

Speaking so loudly, it was in the quiet village, and it naturally spread far and wide, and soon attracted onlookers.

"I didn't say you're a thief, I just wanted to ask what you're here for!" Wen Xu saw that she was a little sneaky, so she naturally wanted to ask clearly.

"That's what you mean, I'm looking for someone to say to you, this young man, who are you a policeman......"

Before the woman's words were finished, someone recognized the woman: "Sister Zhang?"

The woman turned her head to look at it, and was stunned for a while before she said with a little uncertainty: "Sister of the Qian family?" Seeing the old woman on the other side nodding, the woman immediately smiled.

Wen Xuyi saw that the person was none other than the fourth sister-in-law, that is, Wen Shijie's daughter-in-law, so he said: "If you had said earlier, wouldn't it have been okay if you came to find the fourth sister-in-law."

"Young man, who is interested in paying attention to you when you talk so much!" The woman surnamed Zhang glanced at Wen Xu with her own gaze, then walked to the side of Sister-in-law Qian and began to say hello.

Sister-in-law Qian seemed to be stunned by the woman's enthusiasm, and after coming to her senses, she took the person to her home.

Wen Xu saw that the people were really looking for someone, so he continued to walk, but before he had walked ten meters, he heard someone muttering on the side of the road: "Why is this person here?"

"Do you know this person?" Wen Xu saw that the person who spoke was Zheng Qingqing, Guangli's daughter-in-law, and there was a little strangeness in what she said, so he opened his mouth to ask.

Zheng Qingqing looked at the woman and the Qian family's aunt after entering the courtyard, and said to Wen Xu: "This woman is a Jesuit worshipper, and there are many people under her command, and activities such as chanting scriptures are held regularly."

Hearing Zheng Qingqing say this, Wen Xu felt that this was a normal religious activity, and there was nothing strange about it, our domestic policy is religious freedom, and whether you believe in religion or not depends on your own preferences. Moreover, Wen Xu knew that there was a market for Christianity in the countryside of Linjiang Province, and there were many people who believed in this thing, and there was nothing wrong with finding a kind of spiritual sustenance, which was better than getting together to gamble for money if there was nothing to do.

"It's good to have a faith," Wen Xu said casually.

Zheng Qingqing pouted: "What kind of faith, it's almost the same as cheating money, this old lady relies on this thing to make money, and all the sons in the family have built the general's building!"

"Oh, is there such a thing?"

Wen Xu couldn't help frowning when he heard this, he had been in contact with the so-called Jesus-worshipping people when he was in his hometown before, and every Sunday he would gather together and be led by people to sit together to read something similar to the scriptures and the like, and what songs to sing, Wen Xu has always thought that it is quite normal and very good, although the people who believe in it are usually women over fifty, but this faith does not distinguish between men and women, young and old.

Zheng Qingqing said: "But it's not! You know that the letter is not in vain, you have to pay two hundred yuan a season, some old ladies are usually reluctant to eat and wear, but to pay this money is called a positive, think about two hundred people, one or two hundred people under your hands, how much is that? This old lady's subordinates, not to mention one or two hundred, at least five hundred!"

"How do you know?" asked Wen Xu.

Zheng Qingqing pouted: "This old lady wants to pull my mother in, but my mother didn't enter as soon as she heard that she was going to pay the money, and came back to tell me."

When Wen Xu heard this, he felt that this was probably a money-collecting liar dressed in Christianity, thought for a while, sighed, and said with a smile: "Our village is rich, and even scammers are targeting us!"