Looking at Zhuo Yan's anxious appearance, Chu Xingchen hurriedly smiled and comforted her, he wanted to reach out and pat Zhuo Yan's arm, but his hand stretched out, but it fell on the table, "This time I will lead the team to participate in the trade fair, and I will help you coordinate when you get to the place,"

"If it really doesn't work, the booth of the woolen mill is very large, and I will let them vacate a little space for you!"

Zhuo Yan's eyes lit up, Chu Xingchen really had a way, and she had already come up with a countermeasure, she only had more than a hundred catties of dried hair vegetables, and the place she needed was not big, as long as those big merchants let her go a little, it would be enough for her to put a sample.

It's just that Chu Xingchen is also going to a trade fair, but this is something she didn't expect, "Captain Chu, do you want to lead the team?" ”

"Yes, I'll leave tomorrow morning," Chu Xingchen smiled.

This time is earlier than most of the manufacturers participating in the expo, as the captain, Chu Xingchen must need to coordinate the venue in advance, and there are other problems.

"That's such a coincidence, my brother and I also have tomorrow's train tickets!" Zhuo Yan became happy, "What do you like to eat on the road?" I'll make it for you! ”

With Zhuo Yan, Chu Xingchen had more chances of laughing than usual in a month, "I don't have any special hobbies, you don't have to bother, I'll just go to the dining car to eat!" ”

Zhuo Yan was just like he hadn't heard it, and he happily took the formalities and was about to go out, "Captain Chu, you're welcome!" ”

The people of the Hosoliuying favorite thing to bring when they go out is fried rice.

And the Zhuo family, the most skillful fried rice is Zhuo Yan, the white fine sand by the river picks up a basket, washes it with water and then dries, which is a necessary raw material for fried rice.

The millet is boiled in the pot for seven or eight minutes, and then taken out to dry, the firewood stove pot is hot, and then the millet and fine sand are put into it and stir-fried, and the shell of the millet is broken, that is, the heat is just right.

The fried millet and fine sand are placed in a special sieve, and the sand leaks out of the sieve, leaving the millet in the sieve.

Zhuo Qing likes to help out when Zhuo Yan is cooking, and this has the advantage of being able to steal food while working.

The stir-fried millet has not yet been shelled, and the shelling needs to be done manually, which is what Zhuo Qing is best at.

"Sister, is Ulan City lively?" The fried rice just out of the pot is fragrant, flexible and chewy, Zhuo Qing chewed the fried rice grains, and did not forget to inquire about the situation in Wulan City.

"At this time, college students are all starting school, and there is a trade fair, and there are a lot of people from other places, so it should be very lively," Zhuo Yan went to Ulan in the future, and deduced from the construction of the city more than 30 years ago.

Zhuo Qing was only thirteen or fourteen years old, which was a lively age, and after listening to Zhuo Yan's words, his eyes were full of yearning, but he was sensible and did not continue to speak.

With the advent of autumn, Zhuo Qing is going to school, and this time he is going to study in the middle school of Xilin Town.

Zhuo Qing knew that in order to let him go to school, it was Zhuo Yan who squeezed out ten yuan from his salary to hire a helper, this child is sensible, although he really wants to go to Ulan to have a look, but he also knows that reading is important now.

Zhuo Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Zhuo Qing's tangled expression, "I heard that the middle school in the town has a competition every year, and if you have a chance to pass the preliminary round, then you can go to Ulan City to participate in the semi-finals!" ”