If he can stay, Feng Yongkang deliberately wants to leave Li Fang, but if he chooses one of Zhang Yongchang and his buddies, Feng Yongkang will naturally not have any hesitation.

"It is finished, you also get up. If you make such a mistake and want to stay cheekily, you can't do it. Feng Yongkang looked at Li Fang coldly and said, "You pack up your things, find the account room, settle the wages, and leave quickly." ”

After a short pause, he continued: "No matter how you say it tonight, it's getting late, and if you sleep, you can leave tomorrow." ”

It's an old guy anyway, even if he doesn't use people, he won't make things so stiff, and Feng Yongkang feels that he should still give it.

Li Fang's face turned pale, he sat on the ground, and he didn't answer for a long time, I don't know if it was because he was too sad about this matter, or because of self-blame and chagrin.

In the future, he was no longer his own buddy, and Feng Yongkang didn't think too much about it, so he just threw up his sleeves and left.

Zhang Yongchang looked down on this kind of person even more, so he snorted coldly and turned his head and left.

Only Ma Tong, who stayed there to watch the play, couldn't help but want to make a few slaps and applaud.

Should!

This kind of person with an improper mind deserves such an end!

As for this Uncle Zhang, I used to only think that he had a good temperament, a big temper, and people were not easy to get along with, but now he looks good, at least this character is excellent.

Ma Tong was thinking about how to have a good relationship with Zhang Yongchang in the future, and continued to work while humming a little tune.

Li Fang sat paralyzed on the ground for a long time, and his face gradually turned from white to the color of pig liver.

Damn it!

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Because from tomorrow, it is necessary to provide tofu to Fushun Building, and to leave a part of the tofu sold in the village for the He family, which will make much more tofu than usual, Zhuang Qingning has to increase the amount of soaked beans and grind more tofu out.

It's just that in this way, the tofu pot is big enough to cook so much soy milk, and it becomes a very laborious thing to grind and filter.

Thinking about this matter, Zhuang Qingning decided to take Zhuang Qingsui to the tofu factory earlier and grind soy milk early.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he met Zhuang Mingliang head-on, carrying two bamboo baskets in his hands.

"Sister Ning." Zhuang Mingliang had a smile on his face.

Originally, he had a round face and a simple and honest appearance, and this smile made him more and more honest.

"Why are you here?" Zhuang Qingning also laughed: "But your father and mother have something to tell you to bring it to me?" ”

"Daddy said, Sister Ning, you have to grind a lot of tofu, I'm afraid you can't be busy, let me help you grind tofu. Although I can't grind tofu, I have a lot of strength to help you grind beans. ”

Zhuang Mingliang said, shaking his arm: "Father and mother also said that when I get up tomorrow morning, I will just bring the tofu back, so as not to let Sister Ning bother arranging it." ”

is also twelve years old, three months younger than Zhuang Qingning's month, but Zhuang Mingliang inherited Zhuang Yonghe's tall figure, and at this time he was already a head taller than Zhuang Qingning, and the whole person looked very strong.

Those who have been doing farm work for many years, even as children, have a lot of strength.

When Zhuang Qingning heard this, the smile on his face became even stronger.

I think it was He who was worried that she couldn't be busy, so he specially asked Zhuang Mingliang to help.

"I was still thinking about this, so I planned to go to the mill earlier and start grinding the beans earlier, but it happened that you came, so help me." Zhuang Qingning said with a smile.

"Okay." Zhuang Mingliang nodded vigorously and followed Zhuang Qingning to the mill.

Scoop the beans, grind the soy milk, help the fire, and finally press the tofu into shape.

Zhuang Mingliang is tall and strong, and he is even more honest and diligent, almost half of the work of grinding tofu.

"These are today's tofu, they're all packed for you, you can just take them back." Zhuang Qingning put the full amount of tofu into the bamboo basket, and cut an extra two catties of tofu to put on it: "Take this back, cook and eat at noon." ”

"I don't want to ......," Zhuang Mingliang stretched out his hand to excuse himself.

"If you don't want to, I won't dare to let you help me grind tofu in the future." Zhuang Qingning couldn't help but cover the cage cloth, and didn't give Zhuang Mingliang any chance to excuse himself at all:

"You take it back first, and tell your uncle and aunt that my tofu is grinding more and more, and there is a lack of help here, so you can help me first, and see how our tofu sells, if it has been so prosperous, I will pay you every day."

Zhuang Mingliang was the most stupid and didn't know what to say, but when he saw Zhuang Qingning say this, he thought about it, and then nodded: "Come on, I'll go back and talk to my father." ”

After that, he picked up the two bamboo baskets with both hands: "Sister Naning, I'll go first." ”

"Cheng, you go, slow down on the road."

"Okay." Zhuang Mingliang took two steps, then turned back and said with a smile: "If there is anything to do at home, just call me and Minghao." ”

"Done." Zhuang Qingning's eyebrows and eyes were crooked with a smile, and Zhuang Mingliang was sent out of the tofu workshop, and then the tofu workshop was cleaned up, and Wen's tofu brain and tofu were put in the stove.

When Bai San arrived with the ox cart, he put baskets of tofu on the ox cart and walked to the town.

"Ning girl, I heard yesterday that Chef Zhang of Fushun Building bought tofu from you?" Bai San stretched out his hand and threw a loud whip in the air.

"Uncle Bai heard about it?" Zhuang Qingning asked with a smile.

"I went to the street to buy something at noon yesterday, which is what Sister-in-law Liu said." Bai San said: "Chef Zhang, I have dealt with him twice in the past, his temperament is more serious, but he is also a cheerful person, even if he wants to buy tofu from you, in the future, the entire Fushun Building will only use your tofu, and no one else will be used." ”

"And I also heard that Chef Zhang also worked as a cook in the county in the past, and it is estimated that there are many restaurants and restaurants in the county seat, if he has the heart to say it, your tofu can be sold in the county."

The more Bai Sanyue spoke, the happier he became, the corners of his mouth almost reached the root of his ears, and he said to Zhuang Qingning: "Ning girl, according to me, you should rent a shop in the town, and it is convenient for you to sell tofu." If not, it will not be convenient for you to be rainy on this cloudy day. ”

"I'm thinking about this, but I think about it, first, I can't do so much tofu every day, if I sell tofu every day, it will be half a day, and the remaining half a day will have to close, in the end, it's a waste, and second, I set up a stall in the town, and there is no cost, if I rent a shop, I have to pay for this shop, which is also an expense."