Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Let's put it this way, even if there are seven of you and you don't know anything, we are just at home. As long as our family is together, isn't it great?"

"Okay, that's good."

"Then why are you crying?"

"..."

Qiao Jinshu laughed sheepishly, wiped away his tears, and turned over the questions on the table.

Song Tingran hugged him and stroked his back.

"Even if I accomplish nothing, my wife, you will always think of me like this, okay?"

"As long as it's you, Jin Shu, and sometimes I really think about it privately, if you don't want to go to the book school, just stay with me every day, and I will take you to the resort, to the pine forest, and to play Seesaw. I don’t want any of you to be burdened.”

"I know that you, my wife, are the best to me. I feel much more comfortable, otherwise I would dream about the exam every night."

Song Tingran opened the door of the study room. The husbands outside immediately dispersed, looking for things to do. They didn't want Qiao Jinshu to see them all outside the door.

However, does Manfu really need six people to hold him together?

Qiao Jinshu laughed, and everyone laughed too.

When he went to the book school again in the afternoon, Qiao Jinshu was obviously happier. He had no burden, he was just a happy Mr. Qiao.

At the children's playground, Sang Cheng was counting money for the time being. Many people asked why he didn't make food anymore, and he said he was still rushing to work.

At home, everyone is making pancakes. There's just one kind of filling, pork, and there's too much to cover.

There are only two iron pots in the children's playground, so they are packed according to the share there.

When Sang Cheng saw Song Tingran and the others coming to deliver fried pancakes, it was like seeing his savior. He answered here no less than a hundred times, when will the food come.

The distinguished guests gathered around.

"Distinguished guests, please spread out a little. We are going to burn firewood and our clothes are stained."

The crowd dispersed, but many people complained.

"I've been waiting for a long time, and it's actually a baby. It hasn't been done yet? The wait was in vain."

"Eh? Is this a steamed bun? It's not the sticky spicy stuffed buns we had in the morning. It's boring."

"Forget it, if you know it's Baozi, don't wait."

People moved away a little, but there were still people waiting. After all, they all approved of the Song family's craftsmanship.

"Dear guests, this is a pan-fried bun, not an ordinary steamed bun. There is juice inside. It will burst with juice and fragrance when you take a bite. The outside is crispy. I guarantee you will take one bite and think twice."

Song Tingran probably said that since no one had eaten it, the waiting guests couldn't figure it out. They just watched Wen Ci and Wen Li cooking here with one pot each.

There was a sizzling sound of oil. Just as everyone was looking at it happily, they actually poured water and closed the lid of the pot. They really couldn't understand.

A girl kept staring at Wen Ci and Wen Li and said, "These are twins, tsk tsk, they're really good."

Song Tingran looked at her and said, "Dear guest, please be careful in your words and deeds. This is a children's paradise. Please also set an example for the children."

She held a spatula in her hand and knocked on the stove a few times with a very rude tone.

"It's just a joke, there's no need to be so serious, right?"

Song Tingran, like her, stared at the husband beside her. Before she could speak, the girl said angrily: "What are you looking at?"

"It's just a joke, there's no need to be so serious, right?" Song Tingran returned it to her intact.

The girl saw that Song Tingran was also provoking a lot of trouble, but she couldn't swallow it and shouted to find the manager of the resort.

Song Tingran was helpless. This resort was opened by the whole village and belonged to everyone. If he had to find a manager, he would have to be Village Chief Zhou.

Soon, Village Chief Zhou arrived after hearing the news, understood the situation on the spot, and coughed a few times.

"Dear guest, do you think this is our problem?"

Troublemaker: "???"

The people around watching the excitement were also talking about it. Everyone was present during this process, and it was clear that the thief was chasing the thief.

"You are a shady store. The servants of the resort are openly challenging customers. I advise you to apologize to me, otherwise you will cause trouble and it will not be as good as your resort."

Song Tingran hated such people. He felt that after spending a little money, he could do whatever he wanted.

"Everyone in our resort makes money based on their own skills. They don't steal or rob. How come they have become your subordinates? You must know that our resort does not accept everyone. If you continue to cause trouble... I I hope you understand what I mean."

Song Tingran didn't say anything too harshly afterwards. After all, there were many other distinguished guests here, so it was difficult to create the image of a country woman.

"Can you still drive me out?"

"Why...can't? Our resort will protect the personal safety of all our guests. If you make trouble here, we naturally have the right to refuse your visit."

Village Chief Zhou coughed again and said, "The people from the government office are building roads over there. You can come to them."

The troublemaker was scared. Before she came, she heard that the resort was highly valued by the imperial court and specially sent people to build roads. She didn't care about this matter in the first place and she was away from home, so I was afraid she would suffer.

The situation is a bit embarrassing.

Just in time, the frying was done, which was a step up. The people around saw the golden frying in the pot and ignored the commotion just now.

The troublemaking girl took her husband and children away angrily.

Song Tingran took two fried pancakes, packed them and gave them to Village Chief Zhou, and said, "Thank you, Village Chief Zhou, for helping me. Let's have a try."

"It smells so good. I haven't eaten it yet. I'm going to check on that person just now and try not to do anything wrong. If it doesn't work, I'll just make a fool of myself."

"Uh-huh."

There were more and more people buying fried dumplings, and most of the people who just walked away thinking they were steamed buns came back.

"I want four."

"I want two."

...

Soon, both pots of fried food were sold out.

"Boss, I ordered ten pan-fried pan-fried pans. I just bought two to try the taste. I really regret it. They sold out so fast."

"I'm sorry, dear guest, we only have these two pots this afternoon, and the items sold every day are not fixed, but the taste is guaranteed."

There was an uproar.

Song Tingran explained to everyone that this place is mainly a children's paradise, and also sells some food. It is not a specialized vendor, so it is not fixed.

The distinguished guests were sorry, but they still expressed their understanding. Some said they would come here again tomorrow morning and would try whatever food they had.

Over there in the pine forest, a five-year-old child was running happily, followed by a group of servants.

"Oh, miss, please run slowly. If you fall, our lives won't be enough to compensate you."

The little girl didn't seem to care and seemed used to it. She held a note in her hand and continued running wildly.