"Girl?"

Luo Yanyan and Song Chengxiao were having an all-round conversation about the entrance examination as soon as you said a word, but they were interrupted by someone interjecting.

Turning his head, he saw that it was an uncle, and he looked familiar.

"Girl, it's really you! I've been wandering around for days, wondering if I can run into you. ”

The uncle had a smile on his face and looked very happy.

"Oh, it's you, I remember. Uncle who sells liquor! Is your daughter's illness getting better? ”

Luo Yanyan thought for a while, and then remembered that the uncle in front of her was the uncle in front of her who went to the martial arts family to pay New Year's greetings and bought his wine.

"Thanks to you, it's much better. Thanks to you for giving me money that day, I bought medicine for my daughter, and I got stronger after taking it for a few days. ”

The uncle looked grateful and stubbornly greeted Luo.

Song Chengxiao on the side heard something about it, this uncle came up and said that he had been looking for Luo stubborn for several days, and he said that Luo stubborn gave him money, Song Chengxiao was a little worried that this uncle was afraid that he was not ......?

"That's good, I hope your daughter can recover soon."

In fact, Luo is stubborn and a little drumming, but she doesn't see that the uncle is the kind of person who is insatiable, and he hasn't been looking for her for several days to continue to ask her for money, right?

"I can't pay back the money I took from you for a while. I'm thinking that this is not a New Year's Eve, and it can be regarded as a wish to send you some home-made pickles or something. Otherwise, I always feel uneasy. ”

The uncle raised his hand, and sure enough, he was carrying two clay pots in his hand.

When people said this, Luo Yanyan and Song Chengxiao were a little ashamed in their hearts, thinking too much, and thinking about the uncle in a bad way.

"You're too polite, I just have it in my hand, and I can't help without it. Is it worth it when you've been looking for me for days? ”

Originally, Luo stubbornly gave that money, and he didn't want to ask for anything in return, but the uncle never forgot it.

Thinking about it this way, I really helped the right person, at least the uncle is a caring person.

"It may not be a big deal for you, but it's a relief for my family. My pickles aren't worth much, so if you accept them, it's a little bit of my heart. ”

Uncle said sincerely, and the most simple way for the countrymen to express their gratitude is to send some home-grown agricultural and sideline products.

"Stubborn, since this uncle has brought it all, it's not good to let people take it back, so take it, right?"

Song Chengxiao helped the uncle speak, this uncle didn't live in the town at first glance, according to him, he had made a few trips, and it was really unkind for people to take it back.

"Then I'll take it, thank you, uncle!"

Luo nodded with a stubborn smile, and reached out to take the clay pot in his uncle's hand.

"This is quite heavy, let this little brother carry it, right?"

The uncle didn't let Luo stubbornly take it, but handed the jar to Song Chengxiao.

This move made Song Chengxiao feel that this uncle was really good at picking people.

"Uncle, what kind of pickles are you here, I smell good."

Luo stubbornly didn't pay attention to it before, firstly, the smell is not easy to spread in winter, and secondly, the uncle's jar is very tightly sealed, and if you don't pay attention, you really don't smell it.

At this moment, she sniffed the smell of the pickle, and she noticed a difference. It's a jar of very delicious pickles and pickles, the same.

"This is all made by our family, it is a family heirloom, you want to eat it very well, I will send it to you next time."

The uncle rubbed his hands modestly, thinking that Luo was being polite to him.

"Uncle, do you cook a lot of small dishes? Our family is about to open a noodle restaurant, and we need some side dishes. If your family can do it in bulk, how about I let my dad order with you? In this way, you will also have a regular income, and you will have the money to continue your daughter's medical treatment. ”

Luo was stubborn and had an idea, and helped people to the end, she couldn't afford to give money for nothing, but the pickles made by the uncle were so good that they could be supplied to their noodle restaurant, killing two birds with one stone.

"Huh? Am I a good worker? This kimchi is not difficult, it can be made in seven or eight days, and the pickles take a long time, and it will take a month. ”

It's false to say that he is not impressed, and the uncle faintly rises in his heart with an expectation, if his own small dishes can be seen by others, there is a market, but it really solves a big problem.

"I think so, otherwise, I'll take this back to my dad and try it, and if he thinks it's okay, I'll let him order it from you. When the time comes, let's sign a contract, and you will deliver the goods every once in a while, what do you think? ”

In fact, Luo Yan can judge from the taste that the uncle's kimchi and pickles are very good, plus the wine brewing last time, this uncle must have a secret recipe in his hand.

"Really? That's great! Then I'll come back tomorrow. ”

Although Luo is just a teenage girl, her words made the uncle inexplicably convinced, and he didn't doubt her sincerity at all.

"Okay, uncle, my surname is Luo, and the Luo Ji noodle restaurant that is about to open in the town is my family. What's your last name? ”

Luo stubbornly felt that he was really good, and the uncle he met inadvertently had the skill of making side dishes with one hand.

"Miss Xiao Luo, my surname is Pu, others call me Pu Laomao, and my family lives in Niuxintai, not far from the town."

Uncle Park is also a sincere person, and he even said his nickname.

"Uncle Park, then you can come directly to the noodle restaurant tomorrow, and let my dad discuss it with you when the time comes." It's too cold, so go home early. Oh yes, have a good New Year, and I wish you all the best for the New Year. ”

finalized a major event, Luo was stubborn and comfortable, and gave Uncle Park a farewell to his old age.

"Okay, Miss Luo, you also have a good New Year. Then I'll go back, Ming'er will definitely come. ”

Uncle Park had unconcealed joy on his face, and he was sad for many days, but because he met such a noble person as Miss Xiaoluo, he saw the light of day.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Park, Song Chengxiao took the two jars of side dishes that Uncle Park stuffed into him and continued to walk to the carpenter shop with Luo Stubborn.

"You haven't even tasted it, so you think this pickle is okay?"

Song Chengxiao asked his question, he knew that his sister tasted something great, but he couldn't even open it and smell it, so he could judge whether it was good or bad?

He didn't think about it in the direction of science fiction, but thought that Luo was stubborn to help people, and he was afraid that Uncle Park would be embarrassed to accept it, so he thought of such a way to buy pickles.

"I just know, when we get back from the carpenter's shop, you can taste it to know if I'm talking nonsense. Brother Chengxiao, you have to have confidence in me. ”

Luo stubbornly wanted to talk to Song Chengxiao about his special functions, but he was afraid of scaring him.

"Where do you get your confidence? And he didn't discuss this matter with Uncle Luo, what if he didn't agree? ”

Song Chengxiao thought that things were more thorough, he was afraid that Luo was stubborn and had already promised Uncle Park, in case Uncle Luo didn't agree, wouldn't she have to break her trust?

"No, although my dad's mouth is not as good as mine, but he is also a cook, can he taste a good one?"

Having said that, Luo stubbornly was reminded by Song Chengxiao like this, and he also felt that he was a little reckless?

He promised Uncle Park without consulting Lao Luo, what if Lao Luo had other plans?

"It's okay, it's okay, if Uncle Luo doesn't agree, we'll help Uncle Park sell it to other restaurants? How about the Immortal Residence? ”

Song Chengxiao, the black-bellied king, couldn't see his sister worried, so he hurriedly relieved her pressure. I just don't know, who questioned it just now?!

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