Spatial System: Make money by dressing like a superb mother-in-law

Mr. Ma and his group left at some unknown time, Tan Zhengran was busy in the back kitchen, and Mu Yanqing was responsible for receiving them.

When Tan Zhengran returned home, Mu Yanqing had already set up a fire and hot water to wait for her to come back.

Mu Yanqing returned the key to Tan Zhengran's house and left her house.

Tan Zhengran locked the door, went back to the room, took a change of clothes and went to the kitchen to wash.

"Grandma, are you back?" Meng Jiawang was awakened by urinating.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes that couldn't be opened, and walked out in a daze with the oil lamp.

"Yeah." Tan Zhengran saw him walking staggeringly, and led him out by the hand.

After he came out of the hut, he went into the kitchen to wash his feet.

After taking off all the clothes on his body, Tan Zheng ran into the barrel with his white legs.

She leaned against the wooden barrel to take a bath, her comfortable eyelids drooping.

Tan Zhengran lingered and struggled between the closures, but finally couldn't resist the sleepiness, so he wiped the water off his body and went back to the room to sleep.

Tan Zhengran slept until noon, and was woken up by the fragrant roast chicken.

"Sister Tan was exhausted yesterday, right? I bought a roast chicken, and sister Tan got up to eat." Mu Yanqing tore the roast chicken into pieces and put them on the table. He went out and waited for Tan Zhengran to get dressed. Come in.

Tan Zhengran took a mouthful of rice with a mouthful of roast chicken, and asked, "Where are the people from Jiawang?"

"We're playing with Chang Ting, they've had lunch." Mu Yanqing put the chicken leg in Tan Zhengran's bowl.

"I've slept for so long? Will the guests make trouble when they see that I haven't gone?" Tan Zhengran was worried that the guests would make trouble and felt that she was not punctual.

"No, I've written the reason on the wooden board outside the door, and they will understand." Mu Yanqing had already considered Tan Zhengran's worries and resolved them in advance.

"That's great, but when the event is over, Sister Tan will find time to treat you to dinner." Tan Zhengran was vague.

"Sister Tan, you're welcome. I volunteer to help Sister Tan." Mu Yanqing didn't like Tan Zhengran's alienation from him.

Tan Zhengran couldn't understand Mu Yanqing's favor in his heart, so he quickly put her in it.

Currently she is still struggling, the more she gets along with Mu Yanqing, the more she thinks that Mu Yanqing is worth entrusting to her for life.

But she will take care of the shop first, and talk about other things after the county government's shop is stable.

"Sister Tan doesn't waste time with you by saying polite words, as long as you know it in your heart."

A roasted chicken was eaten, and Mu Yanqing took the initiative to pick up the guy who cleaned up the dishes, and Tan Zhengran went to wash up.

Tan Zhengran brushed his teeth, staring at Tan Zhengran's busy back.

People often say that men who work hard are the most handsome. She didn't quite understand it before, but now she probably understands the meaning of the words.

Tan Zhengran looked away and continued to brush his teeth.

Brushing teeth in ancient times was also simple, using willow branches dipped in salt to brush.

In the first few days after wearing it, she was very uncomfortable, but she gradually got used to it.

Well now, I don’t know who has developed a wooden brush, which is much more advanced than using willow branches. The only drawback is to continue to use salt.

Twice a day, she was willing to waste salt.

If you don't brush your mouth, there is a taste in your mouth, so let it go.

Tan Zhengran finished brushing her teeth, went back to her room to change her shoes, and went to the box lunch shop to get busy.

When the guests saw her coming, those who originally wanted to leave sat down again.

They can't hold it in their stomachs, so they can take it home and taste it slowly.

The guests who left all turned back when they learned that Tan Zhengran had come to the shop.

The shop that was not too busy, re-entered to the point where it was so busy that there was no time to drink water.

Occasionally when she is too tired, she will hum a few words to improve her concentration.

The singing was too loud, and the guests eating in the lobby could hear it clearly.

"Dong Tan's singing is really nice." The male guest exclaimed.

"Who says no, Dongjia Tan is really versatile.

People are good-looking, good at doing business, and the food is delicious. Now there is another title. "The male guest at the same table added.

The male guest saw that his supplement was incomplete, and said: "Tan Dong's family is said to be very good at needlework, and calligraphy is also good.

Last time I asked someone to fill up a pair. When I got home, I saw two eyes. The lady snatched it and hung it in her room, and refused to return it to me.

I want to buy another pair, but I can't get one. "

"Who says no, Tan Dong's is No. 1 to make women buy words willingly." The male guest at the same table admired.

The elders of him ask themselves that they can't be as good as Tan Dong's family, and they don't know who will send such a woman to get a big deal.

If Tan Zhengran knew that they would think so, he would probably say that it's not your family's turn anyway.

At this moment, she has no time to spare, cooking one dish after another.

Somehow, it became popular in the county government to eat boxed lunches at Tan Zhengran's shop.

Tan Zhengran reserved the private room upstairs for the rich to consume, and downstairs for ordinary people to consume. She created two different styles of the box lunch shop.

Rich people invite guests not only to the Huakai Fugui restaurant, but also to the private rooms of her shop, which is equivalent to one more option.

The rice noodle oil of Huakai Fugui Restaurant is purchased from the branch opened by Mu Yanqing. Mu Yanqing reported this matter to Ma Qingyan, and Ma Qingyan only carried out the matter after Ma Qingyan agreed.

If the fat and water don't flow into the fields of outsiders, no one's money is earned, let alone his own boss.

Mu Yanqing and Ma Qingyan are both friends and subordinates, and if they don't get involved in matters of principle, Ma Qingyan mostly turns a blind eye, because he knows that Mu Yanqing will not harm him.

When Tan Zhengran accidentally found out, he gave a thumbs up.

As expected of a businessman, Mu Yanqing has a flexible mind and a lot of guts.

Her third brother's money is also dared to earn, the courage is commendable.

After the first lunar month, Meng Jiawang and the others entered a new college to study, and three shops in Meng Dashan opened one after another.

Meng Dacong was scratching his heart while waiting at home, and lost a few catties.

Three days before the start of school, at noon, he waited for the news of his promotion that he had been thinking about.

Meng Dacong packed up the things in the house and hired a carriage to take him to the county government.

He took office for three things, implemented the scholarship, and increased the enrollment rate.

The second thing is to unplug the former dean's contacts, and the third is to cultivate his own capable men.

In the new environment, Meng Dacong is full of energy.

If he is not sure, he will discuss it with Tan Zhengran.

Not only him, but also Cheng Yueer, Meng Dashan, and Meng Dayan.

"Grandma, I want to get a scholarship." Meng Jiawang excitedly returned home.

He set a small goal for himself, first to win a scholarship of 20 taels, and then to take it up one by one.

When he first arrived at the new college, he had to adapt for a period of time, and the teaching methods were different from master to master.

If Meng Jiawang can't, please ask Mu Changting, if Mu Changting can't, please ask Mu Yanqing.

Mu Yanqing was a guest at Tan Zhengran's house, teaching Mu Changting and Meng Jiawang brothers.

In the past, the Meng Xiaoya sisters would stop and listen to the lecture.

They are busy in the shop every day and have no spare time, not even time to practice calligraphy.

Occasionally, I take a short time to come to Tan Zhengran's house for dinner, and then continue to work in the shop after eating.

"Wash your hands and eat, grandma made hand-rolled noodles tonight, marinated eggs and shrimps." Tan Zhengran put the noodles into the bowl with a smile.

Meng Jiawang heard the three and put down the brush in his hand.

"Grandma hasn't cooked for a long time." Meng Jiawang said with a muffled face.

During the days when grandma was not cooking, he ate meals made by Aunt Lin every day.