Huaiyuan.

After all, Qingwen is at the age of the most malleable, and she adapts to her new life with an amazing adaptability.

After tasting the barbecue, the taste bud experience that she had never had before made Qingwen instantly overflow with happiness.

Especially listening to the story of the border pass told by the wild bear and the mastiff, as well as the miracles created by Jia Qiang, Qingwen felt that following Jia Qiang seemed to be a more correct choice.

"On the first day of the stall, the barbecue sold a hundred skewers, and according to the boss, a string of thirty cents was sold, and a total of three taels of silver were sold."

As soon as Jia Qiang returned to Huaiyuan, the mastiff wolf excitedly introduced the results.

In order to facilitate bookkeeping, the size of all the string splits is almost the same, all of them are thirty dollars each.

On a normal day, 30 yuan can buy more than 10 catties of rice.

Due to natural disasters and the influx of victims, prices have skyrocketed.

The eggs were all ten dollars a piece, and Jia Fu used four or five compradors to loot everywhere to buy 2,000. [61st Round.] 】

"Well, that's good."

Jia Qiang nodded and said, "If there are two stalls, there will be a net profit of three taels a day, and a hundred taels in a month!" ”

"A hundred taels a month?!"

Qingwen Cherry's small mouth was half open, and she was stunned, "Even the old lady's monthly money is only twenty taels, and the two barbecue stalls are not five times the old lady's monthly money?" ”

"Why can't you open a hundred stalls?" The mastiff licked his lips and said with fiery eyes, "Why can't each stall buy two hundred skewers a day?!" How much profit does the bear calculate every day? ”

The foodie brute bear smiled innocently, scratched his head and said helplessly: "I'm dizzy, I can't count!" ”

Qingwen stretched out her green onion and white soft wattle and said: "Two hundred strings per stall, the income is six thousand yuan, the first three thousand yuan is three taels, one hundred stalls is three hundred taels, and the monthly ......" Qingwen suddenly opened her apricot eyes and murmured, "Heaven, nine thousand taels...... Nearly five hundred old ladies a month? ”

……

"What a clever and smart girl, with a little polishing, she is a good hand inside and out, the core team, this girl is also one."

Jia Qiang was slightly surprised, and a flash of inspiration flashed, "Qingwen, I will give you a glorious and arduous task." ”

The key to barbecue lies in two points, one is the grilling technique, and the second is the ingredients.

Subjugate...... No, redeeming every golden hairpin is by no means kneeling and licking.

For example, Gao Zaiyun feels good about herself, and she should be suppressed, her pride should be trampled, and she should not be so hanged.

For example, taming a woman like Qingwen who is brave and unruly in her heart, but she can't suppress it, but she has to follow her hair and can't be tough.

Roses are born with thorns, are they still roses when they are plucked out? If you insist on pulling it out, at the same time, you will lose spirituality.

After thinking about it, Jia Qiang told Qingwen with a mysterious face, "The recipe of the ingredients is the core secret of our family, and it is also our family's rice bowl, I will teach it to you, and in the future, only the two of us in the world know the formula." ”

“（⊙o⊙）？”

Qingwen was shocked by the business opportunities of the barbecue stall, and her face was even more blushing when she heard this, and she looked at Jia Qiang in disbelief.

Immediately surrounded by a strong sense of belonging, trust and mission, he nodded solemnly, his eyes were full of sacredness and firmness, and he had a sense of ritual of 'people are in the secret recipe'.

"Also, I think you are smart and capable, and those who are capable work hard, and I have to burden you!" Jia Qiang's eyes were deep and solemn.

Being needed is a higher level of value identity!

"Uncle commands!" Qingwen's immature face is sacred.

"From now on, the accounts of the Qiang Mansion will be handed over to you. All the income and expenditure are up to you! In other words, you are the housekeeper of the Qiang Mansion! ”

"Isn't the burden too heavy?!" Qingwen Xingxing's eyes widened, and there was excitement and fanaticism hidden in the depths of her spiritual eyes, as well as a trace of unconfidence, "I don't recognize the words?!" I'm worried that my immature shoulders can't afford to shoulder such a big responsibility?! ”

"No, you can do it, you may not know it, you are a treasure, a treasure containing infinite energy."

Jia Rong looked directly at her eyes with a solemn expression, "If you don't push yourself, you don't know how good you are!"

As for writing, there are not many words related to accounting, and I will teach you that!

As for bookkeeping, I'll teach you some symbols, and depending on your intelligence, you can learn them in one night!

In a few years, you must be better than Sister Feng of Rongguo Mansion! ”

"I'm better than Sister Feng?!" Qingwen's delicate body trembled slightly, and muttered, "Uncle Qiang is coaxing me, how is this possible?" ”

The so-called accounting, is to keep a daily income and expenditure account, the key, the crossing of Jia Qiang with Arabic numerals, not too simple.

"Qingwen, everyone has flaws, you are a piece of jade.

Your beauty and intelligence are a gift from God, but there is still a lot of room for improvement in temperament.

The so-called, there is poetry and books in the belly, I will teach you to recognize and write, you will recognize words, and you will keep accounts, you must be better than Sister Feng, a few years later, the wealthy lady only looks up to you! ”

……

"Uncle Qiang, you are so good to me, do you want me to serve you...... Bath? Qingwen looked wary and guarded.

"Poof......

Jia Qiang almost stopped in Bengbu, and on the way back to Huaiyuan, she specially exchanged the scope of responsibilities of the maid, and also specifically mentioned the bathing.

After all, the task of the system is that Qingwen is willing to wait for him to bathe.

"Sunny girl, you are still young, and you are still a flower bone. I will watch you grow up, and when your flowers bloom, I will beg to bathe me. ”

"Phew...... Think beautiful......"

Qingwen's face turned red, she jumped and ran, and turned around again, "The secret recipe and the accounts are all handed over to me." And you promised to teach me how to write, and to speak to count. ”

Looking at the figure that disappeared with the twisting of the water snake's waist, Jia Qiang sighed secretly: "Giving is happier than taking, being needed is the true meaning of happiness!" ”

……

Early the next morning.

The Royal Nanyuan Hunting Ground is more than 60 miles away from Ningrong Street, and Jia Qiang rode the fire cloud and galloped, and came to the foot of the hunting ground in half an hour.

Princess Jingning, Jiang Ruoshui, Tian Yan and Tian Mi, two guards dressed as a pretty son, were already waiting at the foot of the mountain.

Jia Qiang's eyes couldn't help but fall on Ruoshui's pretty face, and when she touched her beautiful eyes, her heart beat wildly.

Clear water out of hibiscus, natural carving.

Her beauty is pure from natural magic skills, her shoulders are like a knife, her waist is like a silk bundle, her neck is long and soft, her skin is smooth and white, her eyes are looking forward to Shengyan, and she is smiling lightly.

The royal hunting ground is rich in water and grass, the grass and trees are fertile, the flowers are fragrant, the warm breeze is slightly drunk, and occasionally pheasants, hares, and elk are scurrying around, which is really a natural hunting ground.

There have been hundreds of garrisons for a long time, and yesterday I received a notice from the palace, like a war, I first went deep into the dense forest to explore in advance, and the animals were basically relatively docile, such as tigers, leopards, and jackals were relatively rare.

When they arrived at the hunting ground, several people began to train on their own, and they could hunt and shoot live creatures, as well as fixed targets.

Today, Jia Qiang can be regarded as appreciating the power of the top war horses in ancient times.

In the hunting ground, with the fire cloud soaring, the sound of the fierce wind in the ears, the fire cloud and himself under the body seem to have a tendency to combine, and they rise and fall on the horse, and the luck seems to be able to borrow the momentum of the horse under the body.

"I see!" Jia Qiang suddenly understood the key point of horsemanship, that is, "people borrow the horse's momentum, and the horse helps the power", the general rushed to kill the battlefield, and between the horses, the power of the man and the horse was unified, so that the lethality was greatly increased.

Knowing this, Jia Qiang had a flash of inspiration, and the four hooves of the fire cloud soared into the air, like a huge fireball whistling by, Jia Qiang couldn't help but let out a long howl, and pulled out the Mongolian scimitar on his waist, and the cold light shone.

The horse gallops, the knife is unsheathed!

Aiming at a leg-thick tree stump on the road, his legs clamped the horse's belly and hit at high speed.

With the impact of the galloping horse and the swing of his own waist, all the fortune was condensed in the hand holding the knife.

"Poof".

The cold light flashed, the horse galloped, and the knife sheathed.

"Wow"

The trees fall, leaving a smooth facet.

"Sabre?"

Wakamizu and the two guards were dumbfounded in shock.

Even Jia Qiang was stunned.

With its own strength, it is far from being able to do it, and it is even possible to break the scimitar.

However, people use the momentum of galloping horses to bless the speed of their own swinging knives, and the superposition of the potential energy of the two achieves incredible results.

"What a strong 膂 (lǚ) force! He is not only a man and a horse, but a man and a sword?! Tian Yan exclaimed.

"It is worthy of being able to take the prince's head in the army!" Tian Mi muttered to herself.

The strength of the brawn is not the strength of the arm, but refers to the strength of the waist and the horse, the Hun knights who grew up on horseback since childhood, bent the bow and galloped, and controlled the horse-drawn strings, all by the strength of the waist, back, hips and legs.

The saber technique just now is the ultimate in strength.

This short-lived feeling must be grasped.

The key is that there are several beauties watching, which makes Jia Qiang like a male animal, showing the most violent and male strength to the extreme.

Again......

Man and horse are one, and man and knife are one.

People borrow the horse's momentum, and the horse helps others.

"Poof!"

A cold light flashed, and another tree the thickness of a bowl was split.

The whole process is smooth, round and natural.

Looking at Ruoshui's beautiful eyes and the stamen's mouth half open, Jia Qiang's mood was extremely happy.

"What a domineering knife technique! What a clever ride! Ruoshui was shocked, and then the corners of his mouth curled, and the cold ice and snow on his face melted, turning into a spring breeze smile, "Father is thirsty for talent, and he urgently needs this kind of sharp young man who can write and martial arts?!" ”