Chapter 222: A Different Kind of Roasted Sweet Potato

"Hmm......"

Zheng Qilin's eyes widened.

"Oops......"

The body did not stand firmly, and the whole person accidentally pressed on Zhang Huan's body.

"Do you really understand, or are you pretending to be confused?"

Zhang Huan whispered in his ear.

"You're not drunk......"

Zheng Qilin was taken aback.

"People are not drunk, but their hearts are already drunk......"

Zhang Huan took a light breath of hot air.

"I have a girlfriend. ”

Zheng Qilin affirmed.

"I don't care. ”

Zhang Huan disagreed.

"Okay......"

Zheng Qilin's heart was horizontal.

......

The night passed, and because the bed was not stable, it creaked and creaked all night.

The next morning, at eight o'clock, the two woke up, looked at each other, and became entangled again.

By the time the two of them got up, it was already past ten o'clock.

"Oh my God, you're too strong...... No woman can stand you......"

Zhang Huan was speechless.

"Uh, it's okay. ”

Zheng Qilin was a little embarrassed, and muttered in his heart, the roast lamb kidneys last night were a bit powerful. However, this woman is also really fighting.

Fortunately, everyone asks for what they need, and it doesn't matter.

"I'm hungry, let's go out to eat. ”

Zhang Huan said.

"Okay. ”

Zheng Qilin nodded. The two of them went out of the room, and when they went downstairs, the shopkeeper saw Zhang Huan holding Zheng Qilin's arm, and was stunned for a moment, wanting to say something, but he couldn't help but didn't say anything.

The two left the hotel and ordered a few dishes at the restaurant next door, and ate slowly.

"What are your plans for today?"

Zhang Huan looked at Zheng Qilin.

"Then show me around"

Zheng Qilin said calmly.

"When do you plan to open your company, and do you need to prepare in advance?"

Zhang Huan paused and said.

"Not for the time being, my friend will operate it after she comes in the evening. ”

Zheng Qilin replied with a smile.

"Oh, okay. ”

Zhang Huan hesitated, wanted to say something, but held back.

Soon finished eating, walked to the restaurant, happened to see a roadside selling roasted sweet potatoes, surprisingly, to buy roasted sweet potatoes actually lined up dozens of meters long, business boom can be imagined.

Zhang Huan had to eat roasted sweet potatoes, so the two of them stood there and lined up.

It took a full forty minutes for the two of them to get in line.

Zheng Qilin bought a big one, and handed it to the two of them, which is a bit expensive, dozens of yuan a catty, and actually asked for more than fifty yuan. Zheng Qilin remembered that their roasted sweet potatoes in Huangshi County were only a few yuan a catty, and this sweet potato was only a dozen yuan at best, and it cost more than fifty yuan here, which was a bit of a trick. I inadvertently recalled the famous cake cutting at the beginning.

Of course, with his value, there is no need to bargain for fifty or sixty dollars.

After taking the sweet potato, the two walked slowly along another street.

"To eat or not to eat? This uncle's roasted sweet potatoes are the most famous in our Baihu Town, and many outsiders come to buy them by car. ”

Zhang Huan said proudly.

"No, really?"

Zheng Qilin disagreed.

"Of course, I don't believe you can taste it first. ”

Zhang Huan said.

"Okay, I'll take a bite first. ”

Zheng Qilin tried to taste it, wanting to see what the difference between the roasted sweet potatoes in Baihu Town and their roasted sweet potatoes in Huangshi County, it was okay not to taste them, and after tasting it, Zheng Qilin's eyes widened. Swallowed a few saliva times in a row.

What kind of words do you use to describe Fangcai's roasted sweet potatoes? Zheng Qilin felt that one word would have an endless aftertaste for three days. It's like the average person trying his fairy tomatoes and cucumbers for the first time.

"Oh my God, this roasted sweet potato is so delicious!"

Zheng Qilin was completely shocked, and now he seems to understand why people sell it so expensive, and there are so many people queuing up to buy a reason.

Zheng Qilin couldn't help but take two more bites.

"Hehe, now you know why I've been biting in line for so long. ”

Zhang Huan said.

"Well, got it, so where did the sweet potatoes come from?"

Zheng Qilin thought about it carefully and felt that this sweet potato was not simply roasted and delicious, but that this sweet potato was different from other sweet potatoes.

"Hehe, you're quite smart, you actually analyzed the key at once. This sweet potato is a seedling cultivated by Grandpa Qin in our town. Grandpa Qin has studied crop grafting technology all his life, and this sweet potato is just one of his research achievements. ”

Zhang Huan said with a smile.

"Crop grafting, can you take me to meet this Grandpa Qin?"

Zheng Qilin thought for a while, and his eyes lit up.

"Grandpa Qin lives in the courtyard at the end of the street in front of him, but after many people ask to see him, he won't pay attention to it at all. ”

Zhang Huan pointed ahead.

"yes? We don't have anything to do anyway, so let's give it a try. ”

Zheng Qilin said.

"Okay then...... I'll be kicked out, but you can't blame me. ”

Zhang Huan said.

"Hmm. ”

Zheng Qilin nodded.

The two soon came to the gate of a courtyard.

This is an old courtyard house from the 50s and 60s, and it has a very different style compared to the new buildings that line up nearby.

There are two stone lions squatting at the gate of the courtyard, the stone lions are more than one person tall, echoing with the tall lintel, giving people a sense of majesty, like a royal manor.

It can be seen that the identity of this old man is not ordinary. This is the more prosperous area of Baihu Town.

Zheng Qilin stood at the door and weighed it first. Then he walked to the door and knocked on it.

Half loud, no one came to open the door.

He knocked on the door and waited a little longer, but no one opened it.

"Aren't people there?"

Zheng Qilin looked at Zhang Huan who was with him.

"I don't know. ”

Zhang Huan shook his head.

"Oh!"

Zheng Qilin tried to push it directly, and with a squeak, the door opened directly. Walking into the gate and entering the yard, the first thing that catches your eye is a lush field of flowers and trees.

These flowers and trees seem to have been uncared for for a long time, and even the blue brick paths on the ground are covered with moss.

"Excuse me, is anyone home?"

Zheng Qilin shouted inside, but no one answered.

Holding Zhang Huan's hand and walking along the path to the inside, after walking less than ten meters, I saw a row of houses, there was a water tank at the door of the house, and a few lotus leaves stretched out of the water tank, and the lotus flowers bloomed beautifully.

Next to him, there was a white-haired old man squatting, who bent down and concentrated on cleaning up the weeds in the water tank.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Qin?"

Zheng Qilin stopped and asked.

The old man still didn't look up, cleaning up the weeds in the tank.

"Grandpa Qin, I'm Huanhuan. ”

Zhang Huan shouted.

The old man didn't pay any attention either.

Zheng Qilin's eyes fell on the hearing aid on the stool next to him. I immediately understood that the old man had a hearing problem, no wonder he knocked on the door and shouted several times without moving.

He walked straight over.

When he walked to the old man three or four meters away, the old man felt someone, was startled, hurriedly stood up, picked up the hearing aid, and looked at Zheng Qilin suspiciously.

"Who are you looking for?"

The old man stared at Zheng Qilin vigilantly.