The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

"Thank you Angkor. Since there is such a person, I hope you will try your best to find someone."

"It may not be limited to the Northeast, the old god may go out to travel, and it is also possible to go to other provinces and cities."

"Also, please Angkor, find a way to hire a powerful painter, copy the person on the handkerchief, and then fax it to me. I will find someone to use it."

"If you can't find it, you can ask someone to take a photo and fax it over."

Faxing is faster than mailing, so Feng Chuyue chose to fax.

"Okay, I'll finish the matter soon." Wu Mengmeng agreed without hesitation.

Feng Chuyue warned again: "I heard that it's very cold over there now, Angkor, you should wear more, and be careful of catching a cold."

"You said before that the village is not friendly to outsiders, so you have to be careful not to expose it."

Feng Chuyue was very worried about this.

Those villagers don't understand the law at all, so they won't abide by it.

Feng Chuyue had already seen it before in that village of human traffickers.

No matter how powerful Wu Mengmeng was, he would still be no match for four with two fists.

He didn't have any prohibited self-defense tools, so accidents were more likely to happen.

"I know, don't worry, miss."

Wu Mengmeng could also feel that Feng Chuyue really cared about him, and his heart became even more resolute.

"Money is not a problem, Angkor, you must not be reluctant to spend it, but be careful, those villagers may be greedy."

Feng Chuyue was really afraid that something would happen to Wu Mengmeng in the Northeast.

She mentioned Wu Wei again: "That kid has already gone back, I booked him a plane ticket."

"He was having a good time, and I wanted him to play for a few more days, but he was anxious to go back to class."

Wu Wei is really sensible as a child. In the next few days, he was worried that he would spend a lot of money. When he left, he wanted to leave his pocket money to Feng Chuyue.

Fortunately, Feng Chuyue found out early and stuffed the money into Wu Wei's clothes again.

It's not easy for a child to save some money, why would she want it?

"Thank you miss, I'm sorry to trouble you." Wu Wei doesn't know how to say those polite words.

Feng Chuyue didn't like her own people to be polite to her.

"Angkor, what are you talking about, Wu Wei, I like this kid very much, so he will call me sister anyway."

It's just that she doesn't have much time these days, most of the time Wu Wei is accompanied by He Xifeng.

The two formed an extremely deep friendship.

Even when sending people to the airport, He Xifeng drove the car.

The two were still a little reluctant to part with each other at the airport.

Wu Wei invited He Xifeng to play in Jiang City. He Xifeng also told Wu Wei that he must come to the imperial capital for the college entrance examination in the future.

There are so many fun things in the imperial capital, but he hasn't played enough with Wu Wei yet.

If Feng Chuyue hadn't reminded them that the time was coming, the two of them would have chattered for half an hour.

Feng Chuyue hung up Wu Mengmeng's phone and began to think about how to persuade Xuanling Villa to help them find someone.

Wu Mengmeng is a very mobile person. He asked others to bring survey tools up the mountain the next day, and he himself went to the town under the pretext of purchasing.

The road to the town was not easy, Wu Mengmeng set off before dawn, and when he arrived in the town, it was almost eleven o'clock.

In a small town like this, it is definitely hard to find a painter, but fortunately, there are still photo studios.

He found one, took a photo of the handkerchief, called Feng Chuyue, and sent the photo directly to Feng Chuyue's mailbox.

Because it is too backward here, there is no way to fax.

Feng Chuyue found a photo studio outside the school and asked someone to develop the photos she gave.

After washing it out, she plans to go to Xuanling Villa on the weekend.

On the other side, Wu Mengmeng bought meat, vegetables and some daily necessities, and brought them back to Heishi Village.

He brought back the things he bought, and the wife of the village chief laughed when she saw it.

Because Wu Mengmeng said, the food is handed over to the village head's family.

People from the village head's family can also follow suit.

Then these can nourish the health of my family, and the wife of the village chief is of course happy.

"Oh, Xiao Wu, why did you buy so many?"

"Didn't you just buy some casually?"

"We still have an old hen in our family. I really want to eat meat. The old hen can be killed and stewed for you."

This dish of stewed chicken with mushrooms is very popular in Northeast China.

"Our mushrooms are all picked in the mountains, dried in the summer, and stewed in chicken soup in winter, which is delicious."

"You can try it if you don't believe it."

The wife of the village head bragged about her skills.

She was actually pointing to the money.

These people, who eat the food of the country, spend money and don't search for it at all.

The Chinese cabbage in my cellar can make money, let alone the old hen.

Although it is a pity to kill the old hen, as long as it can make money, what is it?

Wu Mengmeng didn't argue with her either: "Okay, let's kill the chicken that night, what do you think?"

"My old hen has been raised for three years. The stewed soup will definitely nourish people, but it's a pity. I'm not even willing to kill it on our head's birthday..."

Listen to the words, how could Wu Mengmeng not understand what the old woman wanted to say.

"Auntie, I'll give you 30 yuan for this chicken, okay?"

Only thirty?

Although 30 yuan is not too little, the wife of the village head still wants to make more money.

She thought that these fools from the city would be willing to give more.

"Well, we city people have never eaten any mountain products. Show me some good ingredients to stew in it, and I will give you fifty."

Wu Mengmeng appropriately satisfied the greed of the village chief's wife, but he did not forget to make his own request.

He just didn't want the village chief's wife to be too proud.

The wife of the village head said, "That's all right, leave it to me!"

"Just this little chicken stewed with mushrooms, I can guarantee that no one can cook it better than me!"

The wife of the village head was beaming with joy.

The old hen was sold for 50 yuan at once, which is the usual price of two chickens.

"Just do it, it's delicious, and I'll look for you in the future."

"When we leave, we may even buy some mountain goods."

"You have to prepare this meal for us."

With the bait thrown by Wu Mengmeng, the wife of the village head must make the food more delicious.

"Okay, just look at it."

Whoever makes rice noodles in the village invites her to go.

She didn't believe that these people would think that the food she cooked was unpalatable.

"Then please Auntie."

Wu Mengmeng kept most of the food he bought, including a bag of sugar.

"Give your child a sweet mouth."

The wife of the village chief smiled even more happily.

This man is really generous, but it's a pity that they didn't come out of Heishi Village.

However, she glanced at the bag in Wu Mengmeng's hand again.

Wondering what else Wu Mengmeng bought.

Wu Mengmeng didn't care about her anymore.

If you have to ask everything, then the wife of the village head is indeed a bit pushy.

He left directly, and the village head's wife curled her lips.

She probably guessed that this kid bought food for the old aunt.

Tell me you're okay, and keep it secret.

Make it look like she's going to grab it!