.. , The Struggle of the Reborn Cinderella

Zhao Linlin scratched his ears and cheeks on the side, and waited for what everyone said to come around before he squeezed and interjected: "What about the hot pot?" What about the hot pot we talked about? Will you eat it again tomorrow? ”

Guan Hanchao's eyes lit up, his nose already smelled the fragrance, and he hurriedly asked, "What hot pot?" ”

Zhao Linlin explained: "My brother just told Aunt Zeng that he was going to Yirou's house to eat hot pot tomorrow, and Yirou also said that he would make a list, and let us prepare it when the time comes."

But as soon as you come, you will not say anything.

I'm dying of death, and I don't know if I'll be able to eat tomorrow! ”

Everyone looked at Zhao Linlin's anxious appearance, and they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zeng Ruolan was now the longest, and happily clapped her hands and said, "Eat!" Why don't you eat it?! Tomorrow you all open your stomachs and come to our house to eat hot pot, if you are not full, you are not allowed to leave! ”

Guan Hanchao and Zhu Mingliang glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Aunt Zeng, can we go?" ”

"Yes, how can't you! Everyone comes, there are more people, and the meal is lively! Zeng Ruolan looked at a group of half-grown children around here, several of whom were taller than herself, and couldn't help but be moved by this lively atmosphere, their family had not been so full of friends for a long time.

It seems that since their mother and daughter returned to Guxian, they have been doing good things, and they are becoming more and more lively, with more and more relatives and friends.

In this way, it is life, and only then can life be meaningful and spiritual.

Zhao Linlin was on the side, thinking about what to eat, and even his head was much smarter than usual, and said, "Then we don't have a list?" With so many people eating, there must be a lot of things needed! ”

Zeng Yirou looked at the group of people around him, compared Zhao Linlin's appetite with the bottomless pit on weekdays, and said: "There are so many of us, we really need a lot of things, we have to make a good list, otherwise, tomorrow we will eat first, and we will eat well and be full, I really don't know when it will be!" We make a list, we have a plan, and we can act faster! ”

Zhao Linlin straightened his chest, and finally his opinion was adopted, and he said proudly: "Look, I'll just say, we have to make a list!" ”

Everyone was a little speechless when they kept mentioning this to him, and decided to ignore this stupid foodie.

Zhao Binbin was more careful, looking at Zeng Yirou, who had been on crutches and secretly shaking his arms, and said: "Yirou's foot injury has not healed yet, so I can't stand here all the time."

We've been talking about it for so long, and she's going to be overwhelmed.

Let's find a place to talk about these things in detail! ”

Zeng Yirou smiled gratefully at the warm man.

Zeng Ruolan touched Zeng Yirou's head, expressed guilt, and waved her hand: "Let's go to our house!" I don't think you have any ideas, but Yirou knows a little more, and it will be easier to come to our house to discuss.

Besides, I boiled mung bean porridge early, a big pot!

It just so happened that everyone was drinking and chatting, and they also went to the heat to relieve fatigue. ”

So, a group of people went to Zeng's house in a mighty way.

This list is long!

According to the actual situation, Zeng Yirou recalled the menu of the hot pot restaurant she saw in her previous life, listed some common ingredients, and then everyone used their own ingenuity, imagination and the essence of foodies.

Zhao Binbin and the others looked at each other, so many things, it really made Zeng Yirou's family out, and it really felt like eating people poor.

Zeng Yirou Zheng looked quite accomplished, and said with admiration: "The power of the masses is really strong!"

I think it's not a problem for us to open a hot pot restaurant with this menu! ”

Speaking of this, Zeng Yirou's eyes lit up a little more, "You say, how about we rely on this menu and make some money to open a hot pot restaurant?"

Even if we don't open a store, can we still get some food money by selling this menu to a restaurant? ”

Guan Hanchao took the menu again, looked at it again and again, nodded, and said, "This is indeed a good idea!" Can be considered. ”

Zeng Yirou didn't take this seriously, thinking that Guan Hanchao was just joking, after all, she was just joking.

Zhao Binbin also took the menu, looked at it, tore a few pages from Zhao Linlin's homework book, threw himself on the table, and said, "Let's divide the work, there are so many dishes, just see who has it and who has it." If you can't get the rest, go to the market and buy it! ”

Everyone else had no opinion, and Zeng Yirou wanted to say that their family went to buy it, but everyone unanimously objected, and the protest was invalid.

Zeng Yichen interjected, tomorrow his father and mother will come to the city to thank Zeng Ruolan for taking care of him during this time, and he will definitely bring a lot of things. Later, he would go to the public telephone hall to call the village shop and bring a chicken and home-grown cabbage, eggplant, cucumber, tomato and other seasonal vegetables.

Zhao Binbin easily wrote down these dishes one by one on an empty piece of paper, and then crossed out the menu and handed it to Zeng Yichen.

For the rest, Zhao Binbin asked everyone who had it, and then recorded it on whose list.

Zeng Yirou originally thought that their family had a small shop, and there should be a lot of things, but after this distribution, she found that she underestimated everyone.

The Zhao family wrapped the soy products, tofu, bean skin, yuba, etc., and Zhao Linlin patted his chest and said, tomorrow I will bring a big bucket of soybean milk to everyone as a drink.

Zeng Yirou only then knew that Zhao Binbin's family made tofu, his grandfather's handiwork, and their father originally worked in a silk weaving factory with their mother, but after settling down, they found that the two of them could not support a large family with that little salary.

Father Zhao followed Grandpa Zhao to learn to make tofu, and slowly developed into making various soy products, and also supplied to supply and marketing cooperatives everywhere, just like a one-stop tofu workshop.

Zhu Mingming's uncle works in the city's supply and marketing cooperatives, and after Cheng Xiaowei's father's accident this time, his uncle is a direct beneficiary and has been promoted to the director of the purchasing department of the supply and marketing cooperative. He was able to make up those rumors, and he often listened to his uncle talk about the supply and marketing cooperative, and he was very familiar with the situation there, so he made it up so realistically, which attracted the attention of the factory leaders.

Sure enough, art comes from life and is higher than life.

Some dry goods can be bought by Zhu Mingliang at the supply and marketing cooperatives tomorrow, and those are all internal prices.

Guan Hanchao's father is the deputy director of the silk weaving factory, and his mother is the women's director of the factory. The Guan family's hometown is on the outskirts of the city, and a bunch of Guan's father's relatives, cousins, and cousins are all in that village, which specializes in growing vegetable greenhouses, which is very famous.

Such a complex relationship between characters took a lot of effort to figure it out.

After sorting it out, they became even more confused, not only do they have good academic performance, but also have such good conditions at home, why do they still want to be gangsters?

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