Liu Er has not had a good time in the village recently, the last time Xiaoshi was beaten, Wang Yongchang also warned her not to say something in front of Xiaoshi, otherwise she would look good.

Not only Wang Yongchang, but even Huzi's mother sneered in front of her angrily when she was washing clothes, making her lose face in front of others.

What's even more odious is that Wang Changhe, who usually met her with a smile and an honest face, actually rolled his eyes at her.

This, this......

Although Liu Er looked down on Wang Changhe, disliked him for not studying, and his family was poor, she enjoyed his admiring eyes and flattery very much.

But now, that's gone!

Wang Yongchang is a big man who can't gossip, and Huzi's mother has a big personality and is not a long-tongued woman, but Wang Changhe can't be angry, especially knowing that Shui'er is actually such a good person, and he can cook delicious meals.

Wang Changhe, who was bought by a delicious meal, didn't take the initiative to say, but the people in the village, there were always one or two who came to ask when farming, and he didn't know what to say, so he said a few words.

People's imagination and brain replenishment ability are unlimited, and the whole story can be realized in just three words.

One pass two, two pass three, Qingping Village is so big, and others can't say why, but the impression of Liu Er is not so good, and the eyes that look at her always reveal a strange feeling.

This makes Liu Er, who was praised in the past, how can he bear it!

Tang Shui'er...... You're all hurting, slut! Slut! Liu Er stomped her feet hatefully and cursed in a low voice, until her mother called in the house, and she barely managed to hide her face and entered the house.

Liu Er's jealousy of Tang Shui'er, Tang Shui'er naturally didn't know.

Recently, Tang Shui'er has been so busy that her feet don't touch the ground, how can she care about her, she is worried about what kind of business she is doing.

"Alas......" Tang Shui'er sighed weakly lying on the table.

Da Zhuang looked at her and asked puzzledly, "Didn't you think about what to sell?" Why are you worried again? ”

At the beginning, Tang Shuier told Da Zhuang that he could open a morning tea shop, and he didn't need to occupy much land, and asked the tooth shop in Changning County, which specializes in buying and selling shops, and there are also shops on the street that can be bought, and a small morning tea shop is almost twenty taels of silver, which is much more expensive than a big restaurant.

But Tang Shui'er suddenly didn't want to.

Da Zhuang asked her why, and she said: "Do you think, there are six morning tea shops on that street alone, all of them are time-honored brands, what if we can't grab the business?" ”

Da Zhuang raised his eyebrows slightly, poured her a cup of tea casually, and said, "Didn't you swear that you could make money before?" ”

"How can there be a reason for absolute profit and no loss in business, that's what I say." Tang Shui'er shook the tea, but he didn't look at Da Zhuang.

"I don't think so." Da Zhuang nodded on the table, "Isn't it because you bought other people's buns when you went to Changning County yesterday, but the poor people are old and afraid of robbing other people's business, so you softened your heart?" ”

Tang Shui'er looked stunned, fleeting, raised her head and blinked, looking like what you are talking about, I don't understand.

Da Zhuang looked at her quietly.

Tang Shui'er was defeated in his sight: "Okay, okay, cutting off people's money is like killing parents, those morning tea shops have been open for more than 20 years, not to mention the age, the ones who sell them are still conscience, and the money that can be made is not much, so I ran to grab business with them, and I always felt that I couldn't pass the pass in my heart." ”

"How can you do such a business?" Da Zhuang couldn't understand her logic, "Business depends on their own ability, their craftsmanship is not as good as yours, this is their own problem, do they want to blame you for your craftsmanship is too good?" ”

Tang Shui'er sighed again: "That's right, but Da Zhuang, if I only make morning tea today, I won't care if they starve to death and die of poverty, but since we have other choices, why do we have to take this road." ”

She continued: "I don't see the suffering of the lonely elderly as one thing, and the most important thing is that it is not cost-effective for us to buy a morning tea shop. ”

Tang Shui'er raised a finger: "One year, it only takes one year, we can open a restaurant, so why keep the morning tea shop at that time, rent it?" I don't have the energy to take care of this, so let's take a different approach. ”

One year, she really dared to say.

Da Zhuang was surprised by her wild words and was silent for a long time.

Who said two days ago that you have to eat the food in one bite and the road has to be walked step by step??

Okay, Da Zhuang didn't object, the main thing is that he has no reason to object, it is Tang Shui'er who has the craft, if there is no her, what kind of business will he have?

It was Da Zhuang who suddenly discovered that his little wife was not only good at craftsmanship, but also unexpectedly kind in her heart, and even in his eyes, she was a little too kind, so he had to worry about whether he would be bullied in the future.

Thinking about it day and night, Tang Shui'er poured out all the things in his mind, and in the end, he still felt that snacks were the most suitable.

Think of various teppanyaki barbecue, cold skin and cold noodles, meatball skewers, skewers, oden......

There are a bunch of miscellaneous, and Tang Shui'er has a general idea.

"Big, strong, strong!"

Da Zhuang was sitting on a small bench in the yard repairing wild vines, and Shui'er said that in the future, he would pick up the grape vine shelves for summer coolness.

He heard the shouting, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Tang Shui'er trotting out with his skirt in his hand, still holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"What's wrong? Ouch, slow down. "There was last year's grain drying on the ground, and I was afraid that she would fall if her feet slipped.

Tang Shui'er squatted down next to Da Zhuang and showed him the drawings, his eyes were shining: "Look, is there anyone in the village who can be a carpenter?" Can this be done? ”

Da Zhuang took the drawings and looked at them, and said in his conscience that Tang Shui'er's painting was still good, but he didn't recognize anything on it.

"What is this? Carriage? Da Zhuang pointed to the two big wheels on the paper, but he didn't think it was like it, the bottom of the car was hollowed out, and two big circles were dug on the board, and he didn't know what it was used for.

Tang Shui'er shook his head: "No, we rely on it to do business, what's the matter, is there a carpenter in the village?" ”

"Yes, Rizheng's son is a carpenter." Da Zhuang packed up the drawings and hid them in his arms, "You wait at home, I'll look for him now." ”

Tang Shui'er nodded and instructed, "Go and come back quickly." ”

Lizheng's home is located in the east of Qingping Village, with black tiles and white walls, which are particularly conspicuous among most of the thatched roofs.

Da Zhuang walked over not much foot, and met a few people in the village to greet him along the way, he didn't stay long with his heart, and he arrived at the door of Lizheng's house in a short time.

The door was open, and Da Zhuang looked inside, and the pine elm in the yard was filing wood, which looked like he was making a cupboard.

Da Zhuang knocked on the door twice.

Songyu looked up and was happy: "Da Zhuang, why are you free today?" Come in, Gu Qiu, Da Zhuang is here, pour a glass of water! ”