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Although the lights were dim, Shen Tuwen still saw the joy in Jiang Jiang's eyes, and couldn't help but stand up and take two steps forward.

But Jiang Jiang soon found out that he had recognized the wrong person, although this person was similar to the hanging pot boy in some places, he was definitely not the hanging pot boy.

First, after this person stood up, he was much taller than the hanging pot boy, and the temperament of the other two people was also very different.

Even if he wears the same mask, the boy of the hanging pot gives people the feeling of being gentle and elegant, but this person is like an ancient sword, which has never been unsheathed, which is already terrifying.

Sang Jiechen on the side saw that his prince stood up inexplicably, and took two steps forward, and looked at the prince's gaze, and it turned out to be the Jiang beard.

Sang Jiechen has been following Shen Tuwen for a long time, and he knows too well the character of his prince, which is basically an iceberg, an iron Buddha, no matter who he sees, he is happy and angry, even in the face of today's saint, but why is he so excited to see this sloppy Jiang beard? Is it just because he cooks delicious food?

Don't look at it, in the eyes of others, Shen Tuwen is just a few steps forward, but it has already caused turmoil in Sang Jiechen's heart. Why did Prince Zhaojing, who had collapsed in front of Mount Tai and his expression unchanged, move his colors to a coolie street vendor?

However, Jiang Jiang is a businessman after all, and he has always been full of smiles when he treats people, even if he finds that he recognizes the wrong person, he doesn't feel embarrassed, but he is not as happy as before.

Walking over, he nodded to Shen Tuwen and Sang Jiechen and greeted, "It's the first time you're here, right?" And please use it slowly, feel free to tell me if you need anything. ”

At this time, Shen Tuwen still cared about eating lo-mei, just raised his head and looked at her quietly, Jiang Jiang touched his gaze, and did not avoid it, and smiled slightly.

Shen Tu's steady eyes narrowed dangerously under the mask, it seemed that the little evil obstacle had recognized the wrong person, I don't know who made her run over so eagerly, but I can't ask her now.

"Settle accounts." Shen Tu got up suddenly, and even stopped eating the lo-mei.

"Hey, Wang-" Sang Jiechen quickly shut up and almost called the prince out: "Aren't you eating?" ”

The only answer to him was Shen Tu's distant back.

"Why is the prince so strange today, it seems to be a little moody. , "Sang Juechen paid back the lo-mei money and hurried to follow, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart, what he didn't know was where his prince could still eat lo-mei, and he was busy being jealous at this time.

"This person is so strange today," Sun Xiaobei looked at the backs of Shen Tuwen and Sang Jiechen and said to Jiang Jiang: "I want lo-mei and don't eat it, it's inexplicable." ”

Jiang Jiang stood there and didn't speak, she always felt that this person should have some kind of connection with the hanging pot boy, so what did this person do here? They didn't eat lo-mei, which means that they didn't come for lo-mei, but they just looked at themselves and got up and left, could it be that they came to test themselves?

Thinking of this, Jiang Jiang couldn't help but touch his beard a little nervously, could it be that the boy already knew that he also had the identity of Jiang Dabeard?

Or is someone stalking themselves?

If this person is the family of the hanging pot boy, then maybe he came forward to investigate himself?

No, it can't be, it's not there yet.

Then it is very likely that just because he has a relationship with the hanging pot boy, the people of his family will naturally guard against themselves, so it is possible to take a special look.

"Boss Jiang, all the beans you called fried have been selected," Aunt Song from the neighborhood came over to Jiang Jiang and said, "Do you fry them now or save them for the first day of the winter solstice?" ”

"You put the picked beans in your pockets and put them in a dry and cold place, don't be in a hurry to fry them first, otherwise they will return to moisture after a long time, and the taste will not be delicious." Jiang Jiang immediately turned his attention to business.

Of course, she can't stop others from seeing her, and she doesn't want to disturb herself.

"Boss Jiang, you haven't handed in the manuscript of "The Adventures of Yuwen Gongzi" today," Uncle Huang, who was in charge of printing, had already come over to urge: "The last edition will be printed tomorrow, and if you don't submit a new draft, it will be interrupted." ”

"Oops, I've been too busy for a while, and I forgot about it," Jiang Jiang patted his head and said regretfully: "That's it, six issues have been issued, just to synthesize a volume, and after a while, I asked Lao Su to draw a few illustrations to be considered a hardcover version, and it will be issued in a unified fashion book, I believe many people will buy it." ”

"Boss Jiang, I'm afraid this is unlikely, right?" Uncle Huang said with some embarrassment: "People can't put the previous issues together, who will spend money to buy bound books?" ”

"How could it not be? This is an illustration drawn by the beggar son, if it can't be sold, don't worry, I asked Yuwen Zhengji to sign it by hand, and it will definitely sell well. Jiang Jiang said indifferently.

"Boss Jiang, can you really find Yuwen Gongzi and ask him to sign on it?" Aunt Huang listened to it on the side, and hurriedly came over and said: "If I can really ask for the autograph of Yuwen Gongzi, then I will buy two copies myself, one for myself, and the other for my daughter Xinghua." ”

You must know that this is the handwriting of two of the four sons of Great Qin, I don't know how rare it is.

"Of course there is no problem," Jiang Jiang waved his hand and said with a big bag: "It's just an illustration and a signature, you just have to go and print the book." ”

After hearing this, Aunt Huang and Uncle Huang went back happily, because their income was directly related to this. The more books they sell, the more they earn, so the higher their motivation.

The Winter Solstice Festival is coming soon.

Lai Shangzhi and several people drove back the thousands of sheep they bought, and there were only a dozen dead and injured on the way, which was already a very small loss.

Jiang Jiang specially told Lai Shangzhi to buy a few more, so as not to be too old at that time.

These black-headed goats from Banzhou are fat and strong, and the meat is delicate, which is especially suitable for shabu-shabu.

The sheep arrived at home, and the most important thing now was to kill the sheep.

There are quite a few full-time butchers on Coolie Street, and there is no big problem in killing these sheep in three days.

With the current weather, lamb can be frozen overnight in the open air.

Cut the frozen mutton into thin slices of meat, a person can only cut fifty catties a day, and the people of Coolie Street, men, women and children must go into battle to complete the preparation of this hot pot banquet on time, because in addition to preparing the mutton, it is also necessary to buy and clean vegetables and prepare hot pot base dipping sauce.

And the night before the winter solstice, most of the stuff will be transported to Diecui Lake.