"Lady, this is not a debate. Could it be that you have been disappointed in me since you came down this day? ”

"It's not."

"Are you afraid that your two taels of silver will be lost?"

"Not really."

"That's because you're afraid that business won't be good, and you can't get the money sooner so that you can regain your freedom?"

"I didn't think about it either."

"What's going on?" Jin Lian has always denied it, looking at her tone and appearance, it doesn't look like she's lying, which has aroused Wu Zhi's interest.

"Why, you are also the kind of man who cannot be beaten, who can't listen to women's opinions and can't see women's criticism?"

"Of course not."

"That's right. I'm under the same roof with you now, no matter how I say it...... Companion, if I see that you are not doing well, can't I take it out and say it, remind you? ”

"Absolutely. Not only can it be said, on the contrary, I don't see the kind of woman who clearly sees her man taking the wrong path, but still ignores it, lets it go, and even condones and buries it. Even if a man is wise, there are always times when he does not do as well as he wants, and at this time, it is indeed necessary for the women around him to wake up, at least in my opinion, not only do not refuse, but are very useful......"

"Really?"

"Of course. The way of a family is how it should be. A man takes down his own opinions, and then there is a virtuous lady to help the master of the house......" Wu Zhi smiled and teased: "Jin Lian, I didn't expect you to really think of yourself as a boss lady so quickly, and you fell into the play very deeply......"

"You say, whoever gives you face, you give gold to whom." Jin Lian also smiled, and her tone returned to playfulness from the previous worries: "Of course I have to check and worry about you, and you don't think that the words I said to you are not good, and I think it is a loss of face......

"How come, the beauty blows the wind and is very useful. It would be even better if it could go one step further and blow the pillow wind. ”

"You want to be beautiful!"

Hahaha......

Wu Zhi laughed and continued: "Lady, don't worry, today we have hung everyone's taste, and planted seeds in everyone's hearts, I see, there will be a play tomorrow!" ”

"Hmmm......"

The two of them were tired for a day, and their spirits also collapsed for a day, and they began to prepare to rest. Wu Zhi went to the river to fetch water, boiled it, and let Jin Lian wash first......

After two days of getting along, coupled with the three chapters of the agreement between the two, the relationship between Wu Zhi and Jin Lian has eased a lot, which seems to be a little bit of that meaning......

In Wu Zhi's opinion, this is already a beginning.

It's a good thing to get started.

Regarding the operation of the noodle restaurant, you think that Wuzhi does not understand marketing and hype, how is it possible. Of course, Wu Zhi knows how to hype and knows how to hype, otherwise how could there be such a plan and such words.

It's just that Wu Zhi despises the kind of atmosphere of treating the common people as fools and blowing all kinds of nonsense, and forcibly blows the fireworks that originally belonged only to the world to be contaminated with the fairy spirit in the sky.

It's ridiculous but so powerful!

If you want to say that your health and safety are good, I still believe it. If you want to say that your taste is good, stronger than ordinary taste, I believe it.

As for the rest of the clouds, it is just a propaganda gimmick, just to raise one's own wealth and fool the people.

Those who fool the common people will eventually be defeated by the common people.

That's common sense.

Not to mention anything else, the food is bigger than the sky, and Wu Zhi doesn't want to or dare to do it.

Wu Zhi wants to face!

Wu Zhi thinks that his propaganda and operation plan is perfect, but it just takes some time. Whether it is lively on the surface or a potential head, in Wu Zhi's view, it can be harvested.

Just like fermentation, be patient and give it time, it will definitely surprise you, it will get bigger, it will become fragrant.

The wine is mellow and fragrant, the ginger is old and spicy, and the wave is still a woman's big, and the delusional idea of ascending to the sky in one step is self-deception.

The two slept peacefully.

Earlier.

After the crowd dispersed. They each returned home.

After tea and dinner, parents are short and still inevitably discuss.

Tianwangtang noodle restaurant is really unusual, Wuda has a little Jiao x wife who looks like a peach blossom, but this man has no ability, not only three inches of Dinggu bark, but also the craftsmanship is not very good......

It's all over the jokes......

When the men in each family told their women and children about it, the whole family laughed and laughed.

As the man spoke, he gestured to the woman, and stretched out a finger to dangle in the air, so that the room began to fill with cheerful air......

It's rare that countless families in various towns in the North City are so united this night, and almost every household is talking about the same thing......

The woman of the Zhao Liujia family had color on her face, and asked curiously: "Is there really such a little bit?" ”

Zhao Liumei flew and danced the glorious high avenue: "It's only three inches, what are you doing?" As he spoke, he felt some unbearable regret:

"Pity such a delicate and lovely little lady......"

Zhao Liu's daughter asked, "What is the bark of the three-inch Dinggu tree?" ”

Zhao Liuyi pulled his chopsticks over: "You short-lived thing, what do you insert when adults speak, when you grow up, you won't know what you should know......

This sudden chopsticks, coupled with the inexplicable sudden temper that suddenly turned from laughter to anger, made the daughter cry immediately and burst into a pile of mud......

"Oh, well, what are you hitting her for...... Eldest sister, don't cry or cry, save yourself from arguing with your father, he will beat you again later......"

Zhao Liu's woman carefully persuaded her daughter.

Zhao Liu's son gloated on the sidelines.

"You don't know, that Wuda opened on the first day today, but it can be said that a bowl of noodles has not been sold, hehehe......" After being quiet for a while, seeing that no one squeaked anymore, Zhao Liu touched his son's head on the side, and took the initiative to talk to the wife opposite.

"Why?" Women dare not not answer, for fear of the man's moodiness.

"Because we have never seen the pasta there, and it is not called soup cakes, everyone was just watching, but unexpectedly, the iron Taoist who had never heard and never heard of him suddenly appeared in his shop......

"Didn't you say that you wanted to ask Mr. Tie Lao to be your son's teacher, did you tell him ......?" the woman asked.

"Don't talk to me......" Zhao Liu interrupted rudely, not wanting to mention it.

"Hmm."

Zhao Liu's face was a little unpleasant, because this unlucky woman couldn't open any pot. In fact, he asked at noon, but ate "closed-door soup".

The Iron Gate Daoist only replied to him with an "um" at that time.

Speaking of which, in the tail of the Northern Song Dynasty, the Zhao Liujia can be regarded as a petty bourgeois family.

It's just that people are more angry than people.

People are more iron-clad than him! It doesn't matter if you're convinced or not!