In the morning, Jing Yuanshan sells rice noodles.

There are more queues.

Someone is happy. I haven't eaten for a while and I'm still worried.

Jing Yuanshan is not here, and she has changed to eat something else, but this time, I think the rice noodles are good.

In the morning, there were more than 800 bowls of noodles, and Ge Dongping's hands were white when he washed the dishes.

Principal Ge thinks this job is very good, no one in Xiyan Township eats it, otherwise he can open one.

No, in the future, when someone goes to Xiyan Township, they can sell rice noodles.

Feng Ruo supported: "The rice noodle machine is not big, ten catties of rice a day, thirty catties of noodles, and the amount of food may be sixty bowls, and others don't eat it." ”

Ge Dongping thinks it's feasible: "We have the dishes." ”

Jing Yuanshan came up with an idea: "I'll make a rice noodle machine over there, and I'll help you customize one, more than 10,000 yuan." In the future, Xiyan Township will supply less garbage food, especially packaging bags. Make it yourself, do it well, and you can buy one for the disinfection cabinet. Some people love cleanliness, but when the name of Xiyan Township comes out, they don't doubt it. Are those packages clean? ”

Ge Dongping nodded.

Earned, what to buy and what not to buy.

I don't want Xiyan Township to be littered, and it is necessary to provide healthier food.

Qi Shuang also said: "When you go out, one is to eat and the other is to live." It's good to eat and live at ease. ”

Why do some people love to come and eat? The thief who eats is relieved.

Jing Yuanshan didn't open a small restaurant to make money, so he wouldn't be black-hearted. Small restaurant, easy to manage. When it is bigger, it is easy to have problems in the middle.

The mooncake seller came again, carrying a big box.

There are also some people who come to see the excitement, and they always feel that who dug the pit?

If the Song family is a ghost, I don't know what they can do.

Jing Yuanshan simply called the police, and Lin Zhan took the moon cakes and took them away.

This mooncake is not popular, and it is not fun on the Internet.

"Is it an axe?"

"Can the owner's coupon be used in the west?"

"Pull down, TM coupons have received a lot of them, all of them are deceptive, all kinds of restrictions, and in the end it's a fart."

"Others do business by routine, but Your Highness doesn't follow the usual path."

"I thought His Highness would taste it and think it was good, but it was not good to waste it, so I had to give it to whoever it was. It's not clear later. ”

"After all, the one who plays the routine wins, but it's a pity that His Highness doesn't play the routine."

"I just want to know now why His Highness doesn't sell mooncakes? I'm going to squat for three days. ”

Said squatting is really squatting, a group of scalpers are squatting here.

Someone joked with scalpers: "How much is it fried?" ”

The scalper is embarrassed but honest: "One thousand pounds." ”

Someone shouted: "Your Highness, you can earn a million by making a thousand catties of moon cakes." ”

Jing Yuanshan was taken aback: "I've been too tired lately, don't affect my sleep quality." ”

It amused people and spread it on the Internet to have fun.

[Don't affect my sleep quality] is on the hot search, and there is a kind of sleepy cuteness.

However, 14 batches of moon cakes were unqualified.

Oil or something, there are a lot of unqualified ones. Food safety has always been an issue.

Some are not all black-hearted, anyway, it's also hot.

Eat without saying that you can be inspected at any time, and if you don't do well, you can change it in time. Don't get by.

[How many mooncakes does Jing Yuanshan have to sell for such a big move? ] ] can also be on the hot search.

The appetite of fans is hanging, but Jing Yuanshan really doesn't sell moon cakes.

Scalpers want to cry, let's not film, isn't it good to sell mooncakes for a few days after the Mid-Autumn Festival?

The vermicelli may not be delicious. It's like a boyfriend eating a dish made by his girlfriend, as long as there is nothing unqualified, he can eat it with his eyes closed or add a delicious sentence.

Jing Yuanshan can't be fooled, and it will be broken if he fools once. People are not boyfriends.

If you want to do it, if you don't do it, it's not that you don't have to eat. Picture a piece of fun.

The strange thing is that Yuquan Hotel launched a moon cake gift box, a box of 1288, and tens of thousands of boxes were snatched up.

The quality of the Yuquan Hotel is not said, the Friendship Hotel also sells, and the Four Seasons Hotel also has it.

The Yuquan Hotel sold a lot this time, and tens of thousands of boxes seem to have been sold out again.

Some people pondered and laughed.

Mr. Gu doesn't want his girlfriend to work too hard, so he calls the hotel a little harder, you can't buy food without saying anything, and it's not bad to buy a box of Yuquan Hotel? It really relieves stress.

Mr. Gu obviously doesn't care about the money from selling moon cakes, this trick of spoiling his girlfriend is very domineering and sweet.

It seems that Jing Yuanshan has nothing to do with Yuquan Hotel.

Mr. Gu didn't do good deeds without leaving a name, so he drove to the small restaurant.

Jing Yuanshan was busy.

Mr. Gu looked at her, as if he was a little aggrieved, and the pressure was very great.

Jing Yuanshan had no choice but to stand in front of Mr. Gu, thinking that she wouldn't be able to sell her business if she robbed her?

That's not what Mr. Gu meant.

If she didn't mean that, she went out to see how much she could sell, and Miss Jing aroused her fighting spirit.

The consumption of moon cakes will be saturated, but you can use it as breakfast if you don't eat it in the Mid-Autumn Festival, what's wrong with 1288?

Mr. Gu dragged Miss Jing away.

Qi Shuang looked at it, it was really a boss.

I want to reason with her for fun, but I don't want to talk about it for fun.

Jing Yuanshan didn't change her clothes.

It's okay, Mr. Gu took her home, and he could change it as he wanted.

Jing Yuanshan didn't quite understand.

It doesn't matter, Mr. Gu is happy.

At night, Mr. Gu drilled into Miss Jing's bed and drove away her pajamas.

When I woke up in the morning, the quality of sleep was good, and Miss Jing seemed to remember what strange things had happened.

Mr. Gu was very refreshed, standing in front of Miss Jing, full of energy.

Miss Jing couldn't stand it a little.

Mr. Gu put his arm around her waist: "Mrs. Gu." ”

It's too big, Jing Yuanshan just called Mr. by the same way, and was misinterpreted by someone, and finally couldn't explain it clearly.

Gu Yuanquan likes it very much, Mrs. Gu is too cute now, although it is a little dangerous, he is looking forward to it.

Jing Yuanshan bit him, don't scream.

Okay, Gu Yuanquan agreed with her, she called him sir, and he called her Moon.

Jing Yuanshan felt ashamed, but she couldn't help it, it was not her fault that she was white, men would bully people, never believe it.

Gu Yuanquan made a mistake and didn't admit it, as long as he kissed it.

Jing Yuanshan is about to make dough and dumplings, and the two of them chop the stuffing and add a big spoonful of honey.

Mr. Gu must be a master at making dumplings, and he is even more clever when he eats dumplings, eating the skin first and then the filling. There is not a drop left in the soup packet.

It's raining outside.

The temperature is a bit low.

Gu Yuanquan entered the cloakroom and took out a half-arm for the moon to put on.

Jing Yuanshan looked at him, this cloakroom is very familiar?

Gu Yuanquan proved his innocence: "This side is home, and here is all coats." ”

Of course, the inner clothes will not be flipped around, it is better to flip on her.

Jing Yuanshan was miserable.

Mr. Gu hurriedly kissed and hugged his girlfriend, not turning it over, not turning it over, and turning it over again in the future.

Jing Yuanshan is very irritable, and this can also be coaxed by him.

Mr. Gu thought to himself, if he is really unhappy, he can also go to him, it is just opposite, it is convenient.

Jing Yuanshan is twenty-two, and he is also pleasing to him, which is sweet, go downstairs.

Mr. Gu did it again, taking her hand: "Call Mr." ”

Jing Yuanshan stood at the door of the restaurant: "How many are you, sir?" ”

Mr. Gu was serious: "With the two of you, don't bother if you have nothing to do." ”。

The maid was at the door, thinking that Mr. Gu was getting more and more coquettish, and the lady over there must be very happy.