The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

Everyone in the crowd almost bit their silver teeth with envy. That's duck, and the real duck meat was made by Song Fubao himself.

Who doesn't know that besides being called Xiaofuxing, Song Fubao is now called the youngest chef in Da'an, a talented little chef, and how expensive every dish she cooks is sold in Tianxianglou.

The mapo tofu is still relatively affordable, but the Buddha jumps over the wall, 30 taels of silver a pot, and the rare ones cost a few hundred cents a bowl.

Can this duck be sold for more than 100 yuan?

Half a piece is two days' wages. With such handwriting, the sour water in my jealous heart made my stomach queasy, and I secretly vowed with envy that the next time the old Song family recruits workers, they must be the first ones.

Live like a fairy.

There was an undercurrent in the crowd, and the village chief watched from a distance and didn't dare to approach. He took advantage of it. Now in the past, it was not easy to do if someone told the old Song family nonsense.

Besides, they will definitely be flattered to let them go to Song's house to work next time. It is too difficult to serve a bowl of water, so it is better to hide and watch the excitement.

Song Fubao seemed to notice his gaze, and raised his head to look in the direction of the village chief, but this glance made the villagers who had been watching Rong Fubao discover the clue!

Everyone looked back and saw the village head who was giggling, dozens of pairs of eyes, eye contact, the next second I don't know who shouted, that is the village head, let's go, everyone left Aunt Zhang's house and ran to village head.

Xu Guoyin's face changed suddenly, and he ran away, trying to pass the test by pretending to be dead.

"Village chief, don't run away, we have seen you, and you don't owe us any money, what are you doing so fast?"

"Yes, yes, village head, old man Xu, wait a minute, old man Xu!"

"Village chief, please find us some work. You are the head of a village. You have this responsibility. There are so many people in the village, and everyone is starting to make money. We can have a good year. We only have firewood chopping." live!"

……

If everyone is lying flat, then no one will feel that there is nothing wrong with being poor, but once there are people who make money and live their ideal life one after another!

It will bring anxiety, comparison, envy and forced or active motivation to those around you.

Seeing the people in the village chasing and laughing, Grandma Song also laughed and couldn't help feeling, "The village hasn't had such a cheerful atmosphere for a long time, and it's all because everyone has started to make money and see hope. "

Only with hope can there be vitality and vigor.

Song Fubao nodded, that's right, there were more quarrels and fights in the village in the past few years than in Journey to the West. In fact, it was all about a handful of wild vegetables or even a sip of water.

But poor, what can I do?

Now I have a few pennies more in my pocket, and my relationship has improved.

After distributing the roast ducks, the workers went back to their homes, everyone's faces were full of excitement, Song Fubao and Grandma Song also went home with the cauldron, followed by the men of the family.

A group of people from Haohaotangtang walked to the door of the house and found a familiar carriage, which was Tianxianglou's carriage.

Pushing open the courtyard door, two round tables were set up in the courtyard, on which the meals of Tianxianglou were being placed. There were more than a dozen dishes on each table, which was very rich.

Shopkeeper Liu and Li Xiaoer sat talking to Yang Liuhua, smiling brightly.

When Song Fubao came in, Li Xiaoer hurriedly got up and went to light a fire under the oven, shopkeeper Liu also walked over, "Fubao, I heard from people outside that we have a new dish in Tianxianglou, I brought this table today , is it worthy of your new dish?"

After being the shopkeeper of the restaurant for so many years, it was the first time he heard that his family had a new dish that he hadn't tried before, but it was already buzzing outside.

I heard people in several nearby villages say that it is delicious!

Some even went up to their door to ask if it was sold... so he came right away.

While asking, he greeted the Song family to sit down and eat quickly. Everyone smiled politely and thanked them before sitting down after washing their hands and wiping their sweat?

Song Fubao:? ? ?

Is this still the ancient times she knows? Is the spread so fast? It's only been an afternoon. The workers are all working on the homestead, and everyone in the town knows about it?

"But the ducks to be used are gone. Tomorrow, I will go to Tianxianglou to roast and improve it. Grandpa Liu, since you are all here and you can read and write, why don't you copy the drawing of this oven yourself and build it up?" If I come tomorrow, I can use it directly, or I will come the day after tomorrow.”

Song Fubao sat next to Grandma Song, picked up a chopsticks of vegetables and put them in the bowl. In a blink of an eye, he saw two big white ducks lying by the oven.

Shopkeeper Liu: Hehe.

Li Xiaoer: Hee hee hee.

Yang Liuhua held back her laughter, while the others were watching the show, Song Fubao:  …

I had to double-click 666 for the old iron.

"Okay, the oven is going to be processed tonight, and the duck?" Shopkeeper Liu picked up a chopstick dish for her, "The price is easy to negotiate, and how about I send a chef to cook for your family on the day you are on the beam."

other people:! ! !

"I'll process it right away, and we'll make a deal!" Song Fubao nodded, not taking advantage of the cheapness, anyway, it will be sold to Tianxianglou.