The Cannon Fodder of Fast Time Travel, She Chooses To Farm

Chapter 569: Counterattack! loser! (43) (three shifts

  Chapter 569 Counterattack! loser! (43) (Third watch, ask for a monthly pass!)

  So, after closing the stall, Xu Yin went to the grocery store and came back with a big iron pot.

   She has the sugar sand for frying chestnuts. She used it a few times when she was in Taoyuan, and has been hoarding it in the system warehouse since then.

  When you get home, wash the chestnuts, make a small cut, soak them in clean water, drain and dry them.

  Start a fire in the coal stove, preheat the pot first, then put down the sugar sand and fry it several times to drain the moisture in the sugar sand, then put the chestnuts down and stir fry.

  She is very strong, sitting on a small bench, holding a spatula and frying chestnuts together with the heavy sugar sand. The speed is even and rhythmic. Not only is she not tired, but she still has the energy to listen to English.

  The old man next door was attracted by the scent wafting out, so he walked over to visit with his hands behind his back: "Xiao Xu, what delicious food are you making at home?"

  Xu Yin took off her earplugs and replied, "I'm frying chestnuts."

   "Hey! I bought so many chestnuts? Are you frying them yourself in such a big iron pan? Are you tired?"

   "It's okay! I'll send you a bowl when it's cooked in a while."

   "Hey, I'm in the right place!"

The uncle chatted a few words and saw that there was an original English book densely packed like tadpoles in her hand. He knew that she was studying hard while frying chestnuts, so he decided not to disturb her, so he gave her a thumbs up and returned. home.

  Xu Yin finished frying one pot and was cooking the second pot when Xu Wanping came back after reading her teeth.

   Seeing her daughter frying chestnuts, she was surprised and puzzled: "Why did you buy so many chestnuts? Are you going to sell them? Are you taking them to the night market or selling them at the back door?"

  Xu Yin: "..."

   Ms. Xu is better at doing business than she is.

   "Mom, I went to batch some fresh chestnuts in the morning. These are leftovers from the sale."

   "Are you going to batch chestnuts? I'm worried that they won't sell well, so I dare not enter."

"From now on, I'll go into a car when I come back on weekends." Xu Yin thought for a while and suggested, "Mom, if the weather is colder, don't go to the south of the city to get food. You can't finish the food at home anyway. Order it out and sell it, and go home when it’s finished. If you’re bored, fry some chestnuts and sell them. As soon as the back door of our house opens, there’s a road, and I’ll be able to set up a stall after I get a license.”

  As the weather turns cold, she has been thinking about her family's business. Seeing that her mother insisted on selling vegetables, she wanted her to get a driver's license and buy a second-hand bun.

   Four-wheeled bread is more secure than three-wheeled electric vehicles, and it will not freeze hands and feet in winter.

But her mother didn't want to, saying that she was clumsy. At this age, she didn't know if she could pass the driver's license test; she also said that it took too long to learn to drive. The vegetable stall business was delayed by me, so let's talk about it later.

  Xu Yin wanted to build a large shed to order a variety of dishes, so that her mother would not let her go to the south of the city to buy goods when it was cold.

  But the small vegetable garden at home is only so small after all, even if the corners are full of plants, it is okay to sell it a few times, but if it is sold for a long time, it will not be able to connect.

   Now, seeing fried chestnuts, she suddenly had a new idea: set up a small stall at home to sell sugar fried chestnuts!

  Xu Wanping was a little moved by the words: Yes! The rented house now has a large yard in the front and a road in the back. Because this area is a scenic spot, there are quite a lot of vehicles coming and going on weekends. It would be a good idea to set up a sunshade on the door and sell sugar-fried chestnuts.

  As my daughter said, when the time comes, I may sell vegetables. If the leaves of the vegetables are neatly arranged and bundled, there will definitely be business.

  She has confidence in the vegetables grown by her daughter, because the taste is much better than wholesale ones. She has sold them a few times, and there will definitely be repeat customers in the future.

  The more Xu Wanping thought about it, the more she felt that this was a good idea, and immediately took a soft tape measure to measure the width of the back door, and bought a sunshade tomorrow, and bought a table that can be folded when not in use.

  Xu Yin made phone calls and went to the office to hand in forms. After a busy day, she finally helped her mother complete all the licenses and procedures needed for small business.

   Wait a few days to get the business license and sanitation permit, and then you can open the door to start a catering business.

  Before returning to school, Xu Yin made a detour to the experimental middle school and gave Lu Yunran a bag of roasted chestnuts that had just been baked in sugar. The taste was more glutinous and more fragrant than those sold in the market.

  After Lu Yunran received it, she hugged her excitedly: "Yinyin, you are so kind! You even sent me chestnuts specially! Or did you fry them yourself? Wuwuwu, what can I do!"

  Xu Yin couldn't help but laugh: "Okay, let's go back to the classroom!"

   "Does your school have evening self-study? Why don't you leave later."

   "No, I have to study hard!"

   Besides, if this one is given away, it is better to give the other one as well. A bowl of water must be level.

  Xu Yin rode a small electric donkey, went to No. 1 Middle School again, and gave Liang Yuqing a copy.

  Liang Yuqing didn't know she was coming, she was quite surprised, and said, "If I knew you were coming, I would have copied the notes for you."

  Xu Yin: "..."

   Fortunately, I didn't say hello in advance.

   "Xu Yin, the mid-term exam is coming soon, you haven't forgotten our agreement?"

  Xu Yin touched the tip of her nose: "...I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten."

   "I will work hard, and you have to work hard! Three years later, let's fight for Huada!"

  Xu Yin staggered: Sisters, shouldn't you meet your boyfriend at Huada?

  She tentatively asked: "Qingqing, did you make friends in No. 1 Middle School?"

   "Yes, I'm the only one at the same table. She heard about you and is very curious about you. I'll take her to visit you during the winter vacation."

  Xu Yin: "..."

   Forget it, don’t ask, let everything take its course!

  Although, there is a high probability that the hero in the original text will be lost by his butterfly fan.

Amen!

  The mid-term exam is coming as scheduled.

   Judging from the atmosphere, Dongming's teacher is more nervous than the students.

  Students with learning disabilities are less indifferent to exams than gifted students.

  This is also the reason why the teachers are anxious.

"Cheer up and take the exam well! This is the first time to take the 25-school joint exam in the mid-term, and it is also the first big exam after you entered Dongming. Try to get a good grade in the exam and go home to make your parents happy. Happy…"

  All classes are conducting similar pre-examination mobilization.

  Only Mr. Cai’s class is a bit different. Each student came to the stage to tell a joke.

   So—

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"

   "Ouch! My stomach hurts from laughing!"

   "My cheeks are dying..."

   "Hahahahaha..."

   After listening to a few words, Mr. Cai burst into tears, and returned to the office with a teacup in his hand.

  Other teachers asked her: "Lao Cai, what are you doing in your class? I heard laughter from afar."

   "Xu Yin asked them to tell jokes, saying that smiling before the exam can relieve the pressure before the exam."

   "..."

   Teacher Cai saw that they were silent, and asked strangely: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

  Mr. Fang from the next class said quietly: "The employment class doesn't care about exams at all. I left the classroom with my front foot, and they tied the door behind me."

   "Yes, I went to listen to jokes in your college entrance examination class."

   "..."

  (end of this chapter)