Song Jinyue placed an order for nearly 1,000 pairs of windproof glasses in the space, and several large wooden boxes were neatly placed in the courtyard at the door.

People lined up in a long line, Song Hailong and others were responsible for maintaining order, and some people were standing too far behind, and they were anxious.

"Don't worry, everyone has a share!"

Seeing that someone cut the queue, Song Jinyue warned, "Those who cut the queue will not be replaced." ”

Whether it is in her previous life or in this life, what she hates most is the person who cuts in line, which can be said to be zero tolerance.

"Why don't you change it, don't you just cut in line!"

Someone relied on his family background and wanted to get windproof glasses as soon as possible, so he inserted them in front, but he didn't expect that the person who was cut in line didn't say anything, but the Song family was unwilling.

"Don't talk about it, let's go back quickly!" The man who cut in line persuaded the complainer.

Although a few people were unhappy in their hearts, they didn't dare to show it, so they could only rearrange it in a proper manner.

In fact, the glasses are ready-made, and you can get them after handing over the wood, so there is really no need for this.

More than a thousand pairs of glasses were shot, and Song Jinyue's space was full of demonized wood.

Submit the task, and you will get a lot of points.

The people who came to exchange their glasses were also very happy.

On the afternoon of the day when the people in Long An County finished changing their glasses, someone came to the door again.

This time it was the Xuanxiu Zhang family who came, and as soon as they came in, they shook their hands and were countless demonized woods.

Door-to-door trading, how can there be any reason not to do it, Song Jinyue took the corresponding number of glasses, packed them and gave them to them.

"The wind won't blow all the time, will it?"

Song Hailong looked at the dusty sky and frowned, if this wind keeps blowing, don't think about planting food, and then every family is afraid that they will enter a state of starvation again.

"Probably not!"

Song Haishan muttered back, why is it so difficult to stop for a while?

"I said Dad, and the second uncle, what do you want to do so much, instead of worrying, it's better to live now."

Song Jinyue and Yuan Qiu comforted everyone with them, and said something from the bottom of their hearts, even if there were a lot of good things in her hands, she was not particularly confident that she could go down with her family.

However, there is also a day of joy and a day of sorrow, so why not make yourself happier and happier?

When Song Haishan and the others heard this, they also felt very reasonable in their hearts.

"What the girl said is right, our old Song family has enough food, and now there is a master to protect them, why are you sad all day long?" A kind smile appeared on Mrs. Song's face.

"By the way, girl, what are you going to do here?"

Mrs. Song pointed to the board under Song Jinyue, which was fresh mutton.

At this moment, Song Jinyue used a sharp knife to cut these meats as transparent as cicada wings.

She went to the mountains early in the morning to hunt this sheep in a strong wind.

"You'll find out later!"

Song Jinyue placed an order for charcoal hot pot, hot pot base and dipping sauce, and some hot pot balls from the space, planning to have a mutton hot pot.

Put the charcoal mandarin duck pot on the table, add charcoal to the bottom, boil the water, and add the hot pot base, and after a while, a spicy and stimulating aroma will spread.

"It smells so good!"

Song Jinnan sniffed and looked into the pot, there was a red and attractive red soup base on one side, and a milky white soup base with a mushroom fragrance on the other.

"Come on, come on!"

Song Jinyue put the meat and vegetables into the pot one after another, and squeezed a little bit of the hot pot dipping sauce into a bowl.

"Hey, I think this looks like the noodles you made before!"

Song Haitao looked at the dishes and noodles in the pot and couldn't help but speak.

"This one is so much better than that!"

Song Jinyue looked mysterious, "After all, this is the master and his old man, and it took a lot of effort to develop it." ”

"The master developed it, then I have to taste it!"

"Master, please first!"

Mrs. Song took the lead in placing the chopsticks in front of Yuan Qiu.

In front of Song Jinyue, Yuan Qiu didn't dare to put on a show.

"Let's all eat together!"

He smiled faintly, moved the chopsticks first, and couldn't wait to taste the food that Song Jinyue had drummed up.

I grabbed a chopstick mutton and put it in my mouth, her eyes showed an incredible look, how did this girl come up with it?

The longer he got along with Song Jinyue, the more he felt that this girl was mysterious, how did she get those strange things.

He even had the illusion that this girl was not from this world.

"Shhh

Huang Chuchu opened his small mouth, the tip of his tongue touched the spicy sliced meat, and his delicate eyebrows suddenly twisted.

"Auntie, this side is a little spicy, you may not be good at eating, and the mushroom soup base here tastes very good!"

Song Jinyue saw that Huang Chuchu was obviously spicy, so she bought a large bottle of juice from the space and hurriedly poured her a glass.

"It's delicious!"

After a sip of juice, the discomfort on Huang Chuchu's mouth subsided slightly, she looked at Master Yuanqiu, and couldn't imagine that such a fierce and vicious person would put so much effort into eating and drinking.

"If you like to drink, drink more, and let my master do it when I don't have it!"

Song Jinyue carried a large juice bottle in her hand and walked around the table, filling everyone with a glass.

"Sweet and sour, this is more than a hundred times stronger than that fragrant drink."

Huang Chuchu praised from the bottom of his heart.

"Of course, who can compare to the master's craftsmanship?"

Song Haitao patted his ass at the right time, and when he said this, a large glass of juice had already been eaten.

"Come on, uncle, pour it yourself, I'll take two more bottles!"

Song Jinyue gave Song Haitao half of the bottle of juice, and then bought grape-flavored and green apple-flavored juice in the space.

"Why is this color different?"

Mrs. Song asked puzzled.

"Because they don't taste the same."

Song Jinyue replied with a smile.

For the ordinary people, it is thankful that they are not hungry, and only dignitaries have the opportunity to come into contact with apples and bananas.

Like they had never seen before, they had never even seen any of these things, and if they were lucky enough to find some wild fruits in the mountains, it would be very good.

"So, this is the water in the fruit?"

After listening to Song Jinyue's answer, Han Ling was the first to understand.

"So to speak!"

Song Jinyue nodded, of course it couldn't be just fruit water, there was something else in it, but I couldn't tell them clearly.

"Grandma, do you have something to say?"

Song Jinyue's sharp eyes found that Mrs. Song wanted to speak just now.

"Nothing!"

Mrs. Song actually wanted to ask just now, what should be done with the remaining residues after the fruit was taken from water, and whether it was thrown away directly.

But she didn't feel good about asking, so she swallowed back.

However, then again, this juice is really delicious, Mrs. Song picked up the cup and tasted it carefully.

The wind outside is still strong, and it can't affect everyone's mood at this moment, eating delicious hot pot and drinking delicious juice, no matter how much trouble is left behind.

(End of chapter)