Chapter 70: Be careful of chrysanthemums
Hearing this, Bai Hua was shocked in his heart, he looked left and right like a thief, the smile on his face was reluctant, he tried his best to deny it, and the hand on his chest was even harder.
"Shallow, you believe me, Chen Qing and I are not what you think, she and I are innocent."
"Young man, what's wrong with you, if you're constipated, there is a toilet in the school, can you pout your ass like this and clip the shit back?"
The principal was carrying a hoe to go to the ground, and he saw Bai Birch stroking his chest with his hands, and his buttocks were pouting high, this young man was only constipated at what age, this is hemorrhoids!
Mi Qian saw that Bai Hua's face became iron-blue, and tears were about to come out of her laughter, she said goodbye to the principal, and ignored Bai Hua's 'resentful' eyes.
I don't know if the principal did it on purpose, after he got off the ground, soon the people of Daohua Village knew that the young offspring Bai Hua had constipation and hemorrhoids at a young age.
When she got home, Mi Qian told Qin Xiaofen the principal's words as they were, she listened to what it meant, it seems that the teachers of the school have not come so soon!
"Isn't this teacher reluctant to come here, in fact, this is not bad, there are mountains, rivers and land, but it is much better than in the city."
Qin Xiaofen muttered dissatisfiedly, she felt that many teachers in the city just didn't look down on here.
Some people in the city are not as good as the countrymen, but even if they are miserable in the city, as long as he says that he is from the city, others will look at him with envy.
Therefore, no matter how hard the city is, in the hearts of others, it is better than the countryside.
Early in the morning, there was a fog on the river, and the grass was stained with a lot of dewdrops, and the river froze hands, and the fields were frozen with dewdrops.
Wang Youcai was riding a bicycle with a sigh, his neck was about to shrink into a turtle, and his hands were exposed, and he was already red from the cold.
"Sister, sister, I'm here."
I got off the bike, took a breath in my hand, stomped my feet, rubbed my ears, and felt that my body was unconscious.
"Come on, come on, the melon seeds are ready, you just carry it away."
Mi Qian put down the woolen gloves in his hand, took Wang Youcai to the kitchen, watched him carry out a hundred catties of melon seeds, and took some experimental products fried yesterday for him to eat.
"You try these things, salty melon seeds, green tea melon seeds, and sugary melon seeds, do they all taste different."
There was a flavor of melon seeds in each bowl, and Wang Youcai smelled the fragrance and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Mi Qian.
"Sister, that's what you do business, and you actually got so many flavored melon seeds, this is really good!"
Wang Youcai tasted it excitedly, he had been in the countryside for so many years, and it was the first time he had seen such an idea-like girl.
These spiced melon seeds taste very fragrant, but these flavors of melon seeds are also delicious to eat!
"Well, it's a good meal! If your spiced melon seeds sell well, you can also add a few other flavored melon seeds in the future, and they will definitely sell well. ”
Mi Qian saw that the king had wealth and knowledge, and smiled and put these melon seeds into a bag, didn't he want to transport these melon seeds to the city?
Just right, you can bring these melon seeds with you, maybe someone will be willing to ask for them! After all, having a real sample to eat will make people more confident.
"Boss Wang, you also bring these melon seeds over and let your partners taste them to see if they are interested in ordering more."
Wang Youcai put the melon seeds on the back seat of the bicycle and nodded happily, these melon seeds have to be brought over for them to taste, otherwise they always feel that they are very angry and look down on the countrymen.
"Cheng, I took the melon seeds, this is the remaining ten yuan, you take it, tomorrow's melon seeds don't need to be fried first, you wait for my good news."
With power, Wang Youcai's bicycle was pedaling as if it was equipped with four wheels, his hands were not frozen, his face was not cold, and his heart was so hot that it was like carrying a stove.
For the sake of socialist construction, he just wants to face the cold wind, what is the cold wind, he has a red book to protect the book.
"Mom, it's too cold!"
Wang Youcai, who was excited for a while, quickly became angry and quickly shrunk his neck.