The factory is also going on over there, and the village chief takes the lead and leads the men in the village, but now there is no work in the fields, and the wages are high.

One by one, they were full of energy, and they couldn't wait to build the factory in one day, or the village chief still heard his face every day to ensure the quality, so that they didn't let them float.

Han Chengli was not idle, he was checking the drawings, following everyone to the construction site every day, eating and living together, and it didn't take long for him to officially integrate into the village, no longer like he was an invisible person before.

The cart had been set up a month ago, and although he now had the income of the shop and the income of Ruan's house, Song Ruan Ruan didn't plan to be so idle.

Because it has been used, the fine clay land has also been expanding, from the original five square meters to the current twelve square meters, and more and more varieties of vegetables are grown.

Tomorrow is her first time out of the stall, Song Ruan Ruan attaches great importance to this, but Ruan has been persuading Song Ruan Ruan not to work too hard, and it is enough to have a shop.

Song Ruan Ruan turned a deaf ear to this, after all, it didn't completely belong to him, so the sense of belonging was not strong.

This time, Song Ruan Ruan prepared three kinds of vegetables, green vegetables, potatoes and eggplant, which are all dishes that ordinary people often eat.

Before dawn, Song Ruan Ruan got up and steamed a large basket of rice, and carried it to the cart with the help of Han Chengli, fortunately the cart was large enough, and the upper layer put rice, pots and pans and spices, and the lower layer put stoves, vegetables and bamboo disposable dishes and chopsticks, and there were some empty places.

The big disadvantage of a cart is that it will be a little heavier than a normal cart, which is unavoidable.

Fortunately, Han Chengli also considered this problem, and came to help Song Ruan Ruan Ruan every day before dawn, and then helped Song Ruan Ruan Ruan push the cart to the town.

As planned, the cart was placed at the entrance of the town, because this is the junction of the two countries, so even if it is just a town, there are more merchants coming and going.

Considering that everyone is in a hurry, Song Ruan Ruan Ruan made a fast food mode, so that everyone did not have to eat dry food on the road.

Before I arrived at the entrance of the town, I saw that there were already a few stalls there, all of which were tea shops and those selling dim sum and dry food, like Song Ruan Ruan, who was still the first one.

At this time, it was noon, although it was not hot, but people came and went, but no one stopped in front of Song Ruanruan's stall, after all, in everyone's impression, fresh meals are not easy to preserve, and even if you want to eat, isn't it just right to go to the restaurant?

The aunt who sells dim sum next door saw that Song Ruan Ruan hadn't made an order until now, and she couldn't bear to persuade her.

"Little girl, you, why don't you go to the town to set it up, people who buy things here are in a hurry, and the ones they choose are easy to save, you this, I don't think it's easy!"

Song Ruan Ruan smiled sweetly, thanked Aunt Dim Sum for her kindness, and then continued to stay in front of the stall.

Seeing that the other party didn't appreciate it at all, the dim sum aunt pursed her lips and didn't ask anymore.

Han Chengli looked at it in his eyes, and felt very uncomfortable in his heart, saying that he was the one who could take it out and sell it, and he was the one who had always supported him, but now the reality slapped him hard, but it was not him who could bear the result.

He couldn't say anything to persuade her to give up, he secretly glanced at Song Ruanruan, excused himself to leave for a while, turned around and walked towards the county mansion.

At this time, Zhong Mingda was having lunch and dealing with official business in the study, and a figure appeared quietly in the study, staring at each other angrily after seeing the person who came.

"Why are you always so elusive, people are going to be frightened by you."

Han Chengli's face was paralyzed, and there was no wave, "There is a new stall opened at the entrance of the town, ** stir-fry and the like, you now take your subordinates to taste it." ”

After a pause, he said, "I have to pay." ”

Zhong Mingda looked at the sky speechlessly, and said weakly, "But we have already used lunch, and now we really can't eat it." ”

Han Chengli immediately flew over with an eye knife, and said with a threat, "You haven't eaten, and you're very hungry now." ”

Zhong Mingda choked, this big Buddha was really not good to do with him, so he could only nod helplessly.

Seeing that the other party was so good, Han Chengli nodded with satisfaction, and finally gave another advice.

"Let your people go in disguise, don't get together, don't arouse the suspicion of others."

After speaking, he left silently as when he came.

Zhong Mingda touched his chin playfully, looking at him like this, it was clearly for his sweetheart, and he didn't know which unlucky girl was actually taken by this plague god.

I mourned for the unlucky girl for three seconds in my heart, and then turned my head and called my master.

"During this time, the peace in the county is indispensable to the merits of the brothers, and the order is to invite them to dinner at noon today, remember, they are all wearing civilian clothes."

The master was stunned, didn't this master just eat lunch? "Uh...... Sir, you forgot, you just had lunch. ”

The master returned respectfully, thinking that it must be too much sun in late autumn and he was confused.

Zhong Mingda was a little embarrassed, his eyes widened, "If you want to go, you can go, what do you say, you can't bring it up to see you!" ”

The master was yelled, didn't dare to say anything more, and bowed to leave.

Zhong Mingda is also helpless, if it weren't for that plague god, who would want to be looked at like a fool.

It was already past lunch, and several officials looked at Zhong Mingda strangely, thinking silently in their hearts that they could actually invite them to dinner.

"You will go to eat in batches in front of a stir-fry stall at the entrance of the town, you must keep a low profile, and you must pretend not to know each other when you meet, and most importantly, if the food is not good, you must also pretend to be delicious, understand?"

"Yes, sir!" Everyone spoke in unison, and they were all disappointed in their hearts, it turned out that they were just eating at a small stall.

Zhong Mingda nodded with satisfaction, and finally warned: "If you mess up the performance for me, don't want to spend the next half a year." ”

Everyone had to answer again, and their hearts couldn't help but wail.

Song Ruan Ruan has been guarding in front of the stall and has never moved for half a minute, and the aunt selling dim sum next door has added a wave of dim sum, but Song Ruan Ruan Ruan still has no movement here.

"Boss, what kind of dishes do you have here?" A tall man appeared in front of the stall, Song Ruanruan's eyes lit up, and he immediately got up to introduce him.

"I have greens, potatoes and eggplants here, do you want one?"

The man was petrified instantly, what is it? No meat? Only vegetarian dishes? Only three?

The child has a question mark on his face.

The man had a wooden face and nodded sadly, Song Ruan Ruan blinked his eyes wide, and quickly packed one with disposable dishes and chopsticks.

The man looked at the food in his hand, resisted the urge to go violent, and asked in a calm tone as much as possible, "Isn't there a table and chair prepared here for you?" ”

Song Ruan Ruan scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, and smiled, "I did this for people who were in a hurry, so I didn't prepare tables and chairs." ”

The man was speechless, paid the money, and left with his meal.

After that, some people came one after another, and they reacted exactly the same as the previous man, and finally resigned themselves to packing a copy and going back.

If it was one or two, Song Ruan Ruan might not notice anything, but after coming so much, it was like this, obviously he didn't like it, and finally spent money to buy one back, if he said that there was no ghost iron baby, he wouldn't agree.

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