Bai Fugui and Lan Ying's lo-mei were quickly snatched up.

Bai Fugui swept the heavy money bag, and the corners of his mouth refused to fall.

"Daughter-in-law, we won't have to worry about running out of money to spend in the future! Pack up your things, go buy a pig to go into the water, go home and do it again, and sell it tomorrow! ”

Lan Ying cleaned up the stall and replied, "What if my sister-in-law finds out?" ”

"How could that stupid woman of hers know that it was us who stole the lo-mei, you act quickly!"

After speaking, Bai Fugui left empty-handed first.

Lan Ying followed behind Bai Fugui with a basket on her back.

Bought pigs to go into the water, and the two returned home.

As soon as Bai Fugui entered the house, he couldn't wait to show off.

"Daddy, these are all the money from selling lo-mei!" He left the money bag still on the table, and then lay down on the kang as if he had made a great achievement.

"Really? Did my son really make money? Li Guihua hurriedly picked up the money bag and counted it.

"Oh, so much money, old man, the third child is really good!"

Bai Xi glanced at his youngest son, who had finally set up his business, nodded with relief, and took another puff of cigarette pouch and pot.

"Lan Ying, then you go ahead and make lo-mei, just use the marinade at the bottom of the pot to make it, and continue to sell it with the third child tomorrow!" Li Guihua arranged it by herself.

"Hey!" Lan Ying didn't dare to delay, so she went to make lo-mei alone.

"Mother, is there any movement over there in the big house?" Bai Fugui asked.

"I went to inquire in the morning, and the little slut in the big house didn't move at all!"

"She doesn't dare to make a noise, even if she says that the lo-mei has been stolen, it will only attract everyone's jokes!"

"Who says it's not, she's so lazy, and it's a few days fresh to make lo-mei, and she can't make it long anyway, so it's better for us to sell it!" The more Li Guihua spoke, the more she felt that Su Mujin was excessive.

"Old woman, I made lo-mei today, don't forget to leave me another bowl." Bai Xi liked this bite very much and decided to eat it every day in the future.

"Don't worry, old man, you must be indispensable."

Before dinner, a new pot of lo-mei was ready, and Lan Ying hurriedly filled a bowl and sent it to her mother-in-law.

The first taste power in the family has always been Li Guihua, and Lan Ying didn't dare to eat it secretly.

Li Guihua tasted it, frowning slightly, "The taste is light!" ”

"Really?" Bai Xi didn't believe it.

"Old man, you can taste it too!"

Li Guihua brought the lo-mei to Bai Xi, and Bai Xi tasted it, "It's really light." ”

Bai Fugui also tasted it curiously, "What's going on?" ”

They all inquired, and others also use the old marinade to make new lo-mei, how can the taste change?

Bai Fugui thought for a while, "Could it be that Su Mujin's slut has a unique recipe for lo-mei?" ”

Su Mu Hibiscus also uses the old marinade every time it makes lo-mei, but more importantly, the lo-mei package produced by the space.

Avoid soaking the lo-mei bun overnight, the lo-mei is too strong, and the hibiscus will take out the lo-mei bun when the lo-mei is ready.

So the Lao Bai family didn't know the existence and significance of lo-mei buns at all.

"What's going on?" Li Guihua was afraid that this business would be broken, so he said anxiously.

"It's okay mother, sell these lo-mei tomorrow, and we'll steal them again in the evening!"

After discussing the strategy, Bai Fugui and Lan Ying continued to go to the county seat to sell lo-mei on the second day.

In order to sell out the lo-mei as soon as possible, they reduced it to eight cents a catty.

Within half an hour, they had sold out all the lo-mei.

Back home, Lan Ying went to work, and Bai Fugui made up for sleep.

In the evening, Bai Fugui asked Lan Ying to carry two empty buckets and follow him to squat outside Su Mujin's house.

Waiting and waiting, Bai Fugui actually fell asleep.

Lan Ying saw that the lights were turned off in the west house of Su Mujin's house, and gently pushed Bai Fugui, "The lights are out!" ”

Bai Fugui slept soundly and turned around impatiently.

"Don't bother me!"

Lan Ying couldn't, so she had to wait quietly, and she closed her eyes while waiting.

In the middle of the night, Bai Fugui woke up suddenly, and when he saw that the time was almost up, he immediately woke up Lan Ying.

"Let's go!"

Lan Ying followed Bai Fugui over the fence and entered the courtyard of Su Mujin's house with sleepy eyes.

"Give me the bucket, I'll fill the lo-mei, you go find the recipe!" Bai Fugui took the barrel and commanded.

"I ...... Where can I find the formula? Lan Ying looked dazed.

"Stupid woman, go flip! I want to know where that slut hid the recipe, do you still need to find it? Bai Fugui raised his hand impatiently and reprimanded in a low voice.

Lan Ying subconsciously shrank her neck back, really afraid that Bai Fugui's slap would fall.

Bai Fugui hated iron and scolded: "If it weren't for the fear of waking up that little slut in the house, I would have beaten you today!" Don't ink, find it! If you can't find it, don't go home! ”

Lan Ying had no choice but to start looking for a recipe for lo-mei.

But there was nothing near this makeshift pot, and there could be no recipe for lo-mei at all.

She looked in the direction of the house, and had to go into the house to look for it.

Fortunately, the old door has been removed, and the new door has not yet been installed, so Lan Ying can easily enter.

She glanced at the closed door of Westinghouse and went into the kitchen to look for it.

By the moonlight, everything in the kitchen could be seen, and she began to tiptoe through it.

But looking around, except for pots and pans, there are all kinds of bottles and cans.

What does the lo-mei recipe look like?

Lan Ying was afraid that Su Mujin would put the recipe into a jar or jar, and began to carefully search for every utensil that could be contained.

Bai Fugui finished filling two buckets of lo-mei, and seeing that Lan Ying hadn't come out yet, he also entered the kitchen.

"Why are you so slow? Can't find anything? Bai Fugui reprimanded in a low voice.

"I'm looking for it!"

Lan Ying was reprimanded in a panic, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, and she didn't dare to stop the movements of her hands.

Bai Fugui had no choice but to join the search together.

After turning over for a long time without results, he lost his patience and couldn't help but scold.

"What is this little slut doing hiding the lo-mei recipe so deeply!"

"Don't be angry, be careful to wake up the people in the house." Lan Ying tentatively comforted.

Bai Fugui didn't say anything more and continued to search.

In the process of searching, Lan Ying always felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at her.

She gently touched Bai Fugui with her elbow again.

"Why do I think someone is staring at me?"

"What bullshit! There is no one else here except you and me. Bai Fugui said impatiently.

Hearing this, Lan Ying felt a chill in her back.

If there are no others, is there a ghost?

Otherwise, why does she always feel cold on her back?

"I'm scared!" She leaned closer to Bai Fugui's side.

"I'm afraid of a fart, when did you get so timid, hurry up and find it!"

Bai Fugui didn't care, and slapped Lan Ying on the elbow.

Lan Ying stumbled and touched the jar at her feet, but fortunately she reacted quickly, held the jar and forcibly stood firm, so that she didn't make a sound.

This time, her back was completely wet.

She squatted in place and let out a long breath, just steadied herself, when suddenly she felt something touch her buttocks.

She thought it was Bai Fugui, but when she looked sideways, Bai Fugui was seriously looking for the lo-mei recipe, and she didn't mean to touch her at all.

She froze in place for an instant, not daring to move.

Could it be that you really encountered a ghost?