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After reading the three pages written by Tang Yuanzhi, Yunling could only praise it one sentence.

Well, the writing is still okay.

The rest... doesn't have many redeeming qualities.

But yes, after all, he has lived in a state of confusion for so many years. Apart from giving birth to a cute little Afu, he has achieved nothing else. It is unrealistic to expect him to make great progress immediately.

Thinking of this, it is understandable that Yunling is speculating and conjecturing about him throughout the whole story.

So, Tang Economist Yunling came online.

"Uncle, you wrote above that there are three shops that are currently for rent and can be used as restaurants. So why did you choose the one in the north of the city? Why is the location of this shop better than the other two?"

"Since this location is good, why didn't his original store continue to open? Have you ever asked what kind of business the store in this location does?"

"If you want to rent this shop, what kind of food do you plan to cook? And who in the family will help you take care of it? How much is the estimated investment, how will the food and prices be arranged, and how will the estimated costs and profits be allocated?"

"Uncle, have you thought about this?"

Yunling just downplayed the three questions, but Tang Yuanzhi's head dropped lower and lower, and his back became a little bent.

I didn't know how to answer for a while.

Of the several issues Yunling mentioned, he only considered one, and that was making this food called "Xiao Chuan Boiled".

But the soup base was still Yunling's. He felt that he had to get Yunling's consent before he could think of other questions, so he mustered up the courage to ask, "Ling'er, is it okay to just cook these small skewers?"

Yunling nodded, "Of course, uncle, do you think this food is delicious?"

“Delicious, very delicious!”

Hearing such compliments, Yunling was also a little proud, "Actually, the soup base used today does not have enough seasoning. I will research other seasonings in two days, and this thing will be even more delicious."

Tang Yuanzhi went back to the room and continued to write the restaurant regulations. The oil lamp was lit until midnight. Mrs. Cao listened to him writing rambles and couldn't help but cursed: "Are you going to sleep yet? You'll be out all day long." I don’t have to work for a walk, and I don’t sleep at night. I have to get up early tomorrow to prepare food for the masonry team. If I don’t sleep, you won’t have to sleep anymore!”

Tang Yuanzhi had no choice but to lie down in the nest in frustration.

Since returning from Ruidu, this woman has become more and more fierce, and her daughter is no longer obedient.

Tang Yuanzhi shed a handful of bitter tears.

but.

Under the cold moonlight, his eyes fell on the paper on the table.

Humph, wasn't it just because he wanted Ling'er not to take him seriously?

When he also listens to Ling'er's words and does something great, look at the mother and daughter, how confident they are!

......

Early the next morning, Xu Xiangxiang came in force with his guards.

Mrs. Mo didn't come.

"My mother originally wanted to go out with me, but the county magistrate's wife came to greet me personally, so she had to stay at home."

Seeing Yunling drawing flowers at the desk, Xu Xiangxiang took one look and frowned.

He took another look and turned his head away.

When she took a third look, she finally couldn't bear it anymore and reached out to hold Yunling's little hand.

"Do you want to draw plum blossoms? Come, let me teach you."

Just now I saw that Yun Ling was painting seriously, and I thought she was painting something powerful. However, I didn't expect that the little girl was beautiful, but she couldn't really handle the painting.

Actually, it's okay to make do, mainly because Xu Xiangxiang has a high vision.

She studied under Liu Jun, a famous painter from Dongrui, since she was a child. She has superb ink painting skills and can often express her style with just a few strokes.

With her guidance, Yunling's picture of red plum blossoms immediately became more vivid.

Xu Xiangxiang was not very satisfied, but in order not to offend Yunling, he just imitated the way the master had taught her before, and nodded pretending to be profound: "I have some aura, but I need more practice."

Yunling was used to beating snakes on sticks, so she immediately begged: "Master Xu, can you draw me a picture of the twelve flower gods? When you finish it, I will give you twelve pots of flowers."

Xu Xiangxiang was not interested in these furnishings. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Can I change it to something else?"

"I'll have someone carve your painting into a mold, so that everything made by the Tang family in the future will have your calligraphy on it."

When Xu Xiangxiang thought of this picture, he immediately became happy again, "Okay, I'll draw it for you."

She had just finished painting the orchids when Mingzhu came into the room and said that someone was coming to the village in Pulao Mountain.

Two brothers from the Chen family came, Chen Mu and Chen Lin.

In the main hall of the Tang family, two half-year-old teenagers stood in the corridor very cautiously, not even daring to enter the house, let alone go in and sit down.

When Yunling came with Xu Xiangxiang, the young man saw the girl without yellow powder and Xu Xiangxiang, who was as beautiful as a fairy. At first, his eyes were dull, and then he lowered his head with blushing face, and never dared to raise it again.

They had not seen many women, but they could distinguish between beauty and ugliness. It would be blasphemous to look at the appearance of the two masters in front of them.

"Mingzhu said you are looking for me? Did something happen in Zhuangzi? But there is not enough money?"

Yunling invited the two of them to sit in the room, but the two brothers refused, so she had to let them stand and answer.

How old was Chen Mu? He was the first to come to his senses and replied: "The money is enough. Our two families bought some materials for repairing the house, and also bought some bedding and clothes for the winter. Now there are still three dollars left in the account." Two pieces of silver."

The house was a bit dilapidated, but they spent so little, which was indeed a bit of savings. Yunling then said again: "It's winter, and it's even colder in the mountains. Just buy what you need to buy. There's no need to save. I'll give you food, rice, noodles, etc. in two days." Let Lao Qi deliver it."

The three of them, Lao Qi, are now collecting fallen trees in the village. They also lead the Tian family to plant seedlings and go up the mountain every day.

Chen Lin took out a thin booklet from his sleeve. It was cut out of yellow paper and sewn with thread.

"That's enough. We are here to deliver the account book to the eldest lady for review. By the way, there is one more thing to report."

"We found a pond behind the house with a lot of fish in it. My family tried to fish out a few fish. They looked like bass but were a little bit different. We boldly steamed a three-pound fish and it was very good. It’s delicious. I told Uncle Qi about this, and he said he couldn’t take charge and asked us to ask the eldest lady.”

Looks like a bass but is a little different?

Yunling's eyes suddenly lit up. It couldn't be what she thought, right?

Her favorite sea bass is coming to find her?

Delicious and tender steamed sea bass?

Yunling immediately prepared to go take a look, and of course Xu Xiangxiang wanted to follow.

The guards were full of joy. Today, they finally no longer had to waste their energy on the kitchen and building walls.

As a result, they realized that they were naive when they reached the mountain.

After the "cook" and the "mason", the unlucky guards like to take on a new identity - fishermen.