"Really, Xiaotong, I won't lie to you. You wait for two or three days, and then we will enter Xueyi Village with the people who transport the goods. Lin Qingqing said.

Hearing Lin Qingqing's words, the liquid in Xiao Tong's eyes flowed out instead.

"Woo......"

"Wait, don't you cry anymore, aren't you manly? Why do you cry more than the girls I see? Lin Qingqing said.

In the end, Lin Qingqing still hurriedly appeased Xiao Tong, after all, she forgot Xiao Tong herself, and it stands to reason that she should indeed take care of Xiao Tong.

It's just that Lin Qingqing is really not used to dealing with tears, whether it is a man or a woman, it seems that she has been like this since she was separated from her family.

……

"Family?" Just after nightfall, Lin Qingqing, who was lying on the bed, suddenly muttered in his mouth.

"It's familiar, but it's a little unfamiliar." Lin Qingqing said with a sigh. Although she tries her best to bury some things in her heart, sometimes, just one or two simple words dig out her heart.

On this day, Lin Qingqing fell asleep very late.

……

In the nearest Jiangle Village, Lin Qingqing was unexpectedly idle. Someone is in charge of everything, and she has become a shopkeeper with her hands.

Hua Ming was in charge of the construction of the canal, Li Sisi was in charge of the material exchange with Xueyi Village, and the carpenter was in charge of the newcomer Tao Qianfan.

Of all the people, she liked Tao Qianfan the most, although most of the people in the village were wary of her.

However, Lin Qingqing knew that Tao Qianfan was quite good at talking, as long as he said more good things, Tao Qianfan would be willing to take on some bits and pieces of tables and chairs to make.

Every time, Lin Qingqing asked people to take a thick log to the girl with the sword, and then watched her take the long sword and clatter the wood into various parts assembled into tables and chairs.

It's just that this girl doesn't seem to have anything special in assembling, Lin Qingqing often sees that after elegantly cutting the wood, she has to roll up her sleeves and pick up a wooden hammer to beat.

Looking at a little girl holding a huge wooden hammer for adulthood, that appearance really did not match the calm and elegant she had shown before.

Sweat trickled down her forehead, and it was evident that unlike the calmness with which she held the sword, she did not seem to have any special skill when assembling it, on the contrary, because of her size, she was far more laborious than others.

"Master Tao, don't you have a knack for assembling in your school?" Lin Qingqing asked Tao Qianfan.

"Nope." Tao Qianfan replied very simply. "After all, our genre has only been around for more than ten years since it was founded."

Since then, Lin Qingqing has only asked her to cut wood. She usually leaves the assembly to the villagers. After all, these tables and chairs are usually booked for them.

Lin Qingqing is not pitiful Tao Qianfan or anything like that, mainly because she doesn't want people to think that she lets children do heavy work.

Because she often asked Tao Qianfan to perform in front of visitors, this peculiar performance did attract a group of guests for her. But Lin Qingqing's main purpose was to deter those who had bad thoughts about Jiangle Village.

When ordinary people see Tao Qianfan's movements, they will think that she should be very good at hurting people with a sword, thinking that she is a chivalrous woman who fights the sword world or something.

"Ran Tingchun, how is it? Is deterrence effective? Lin Qingqing sat on Tao Qianfan's newly made chair and asked.

"Boss Lin, the effect is very good, those gangsters who used to come to the village to make trouble, after seeing Miss Tao dancing with a sword, most of them ran away in dismay." Ran Tingchun replied.

"Okay, it's for this that I let Tao Qianfan take over the work. Now it seems that she did a really good job. Lin Qingqing clapped his hands and said.

"But, Boss Lin, Miss Tao's temper is so bad, she often has quarrels with Mr. Hua Ming, and occasionally holds a sword and chases the whole village."

"It's fine. In this matter, it was Hua Ming's fault. Let Tao Qianfan teach him more lessons. Lin Qingqing said with a smile.

After Tao Qianfan came to Jiangle Village, there was more vitality in the village, which was what Lin Qingqing wanted to see the most. So, Lin Qingqing fell in love with this little girl, she didn't have much money and could work, and most importantly, she could teach people a lesson instead of Lin Qingqing.

"Such a complete talent, I really picked up a treasure." Lin Qingqing said with a smile.

"Miss Lin, there's one more thing."

"What's the matter?"

"The matter of entering Xueyi Village." Ran Tingchun replied.

"Okay, let the ox cart prepare, and then go and call Xiaotong, this time you can't leave him behind." Lin Qingqing said. "I've got something to do, call me when you're ready."

"Okay. Boss Lin. ”

Lin Qingqing walked out of the bacon oven under construction and walked towards her stores.

Although it is strange that the bacon oven is used as a place to discuss things, Lin Qingqing's location has always been uncertain. Therefore, the villagers can generally only find Ran Tingchun and then let her pass the word.

The weather has gradually warmed up a bit, but the light snow and cold wind have not stopped, so it should be considered winter. Lin Qingqing stepped on the light snow that had just fallen and went to her stinky tofu shop.

Because the snow was very shallow, there was no rustling sound that Lin Qingqing was expecting, but Tian Lu found Lin Qingqing very sharp-eyed and ran out of the store to greet him.

"Miss Lin, is there something wrong?" Tian Lu said respectfully, from his current appearance, he couldn't see his former appearance as a village bully.

"It's okay, I'm just coming to see what's in the store." Lin Qingqing said, and then walked into the stinky tofu shop.

The two stores are quite spacious, and there are many people inside, often from the town who come to taste the taste and the merchants who pass by.

Lin Qingqing smelled the familiar smell in the air, and there was an inexplicable nostalgia. This is where her business path begins.

Because she was used to smelling it, Lin Qingqing didn't feel that it smelled, but had a peculiar taste, which reminded her of the feeling of juice overflowing her mouth when she bit into stinky tofu.

Lin Qing counted a string of stinky tofu as a tool for aftertaste. She took a bite and chewed it carefully.

The taste is similar to before, but because of the charcoal, the skin is fried more crispy, and when it is dipped in sesame seeds and sesame oil, it feels even more fragrant than before. But other than that, nothing has changed.

Even the inside of the store is still the same as before.

"Tian Lu, how is the business of the stinky tofu shop?" Lin Qingqing asked.

"Miss Lin, the business in the store is very stable, although there are not too many customers, but the two stores are just enough for customers to be seated. The main ones who come are regular customers, and everyone is familiar with them, so they often meet here. Tian Lu replied.

Lin Qingqing turned his head and looked at these businessmen. They can be regarded as half-manual workers, and they are particularly fond of such things with a strong taste.