Reborn as a rich woman: rich and leisurely

The truth is with me, that is, I am right, so what you said is wrong.

Lin Jing firmly proved to herself: "Look, it's not just Xiaojun, Su Qing, Xiaolan, and Uncle Lu, who didn't give them advice?"

"Even Auston, I helped him a lot. It's really nothing special."

"I just want the people around me to live a better life, that's you. Didn't I also give you some advice on getting rich and doing research?"

"That's different." Qin Zichuan can't argue, but he can tell.

"Why is it different?"

Qin Zichuan was silent.

"Well, Kang Xiaojun is still underage. I'm sure it will be different, but it's almost the same." Lin Jing really didn't know that such a thing would happen.

As far as she knows about Qin Zichuan, it is like zero-degree water, which can transform between ice and water at any time. He is basically cold and indifferent to people and things. Not to mention being jealous for no reason, even if he tweaks it, Doesn’t fit the personality.

This expression today is... to coax?

"Have you not had dinner yet?" Lin Jing asked tentatively.

Qin Zichuan was even more dissatisfied, and he could hear the sourness in his tone: "Are you worried that Xiaojun will have nothing to eat?"

Lin Jing……

When his eyes looked a little aggrieved, Lin Jing immediately said: "I want to invite you to eat mutton at the mutton restaurant at the entrance of the alley."

"What about Kang Xiaojun?" Qin Zichuan's face remained expressionless.

Lin Jing said without mercy: "Isn't it Grandpa Youlu?"

Qin Zichuan touched his conscience and asked, "Can Grandpa Lu's food be eaten?"

Lin Jing waved her hand, but I didn't care, and said, "You won't die of hunger if you don't eat for one meal."

After saying that, she took the initiative to hold his hand: "Let's go on a date."

Kuang Rulan... "Sister Jingjing, do you remember that I didn't have dinner either?"

Lin Jing didn't look back: "Wait until I pack it for you."

Now that you have accepted someone, the natural target is the most important, and the target's emotions are also important.

Kuang Rulan... People of the opposite sex are inhumane.

At the critical moment, Jiang was still old and spicy. Uncle Lu pulled Uncle Song and ran out. His old face was so wrinkled with a smile, "Jingjing, eating mutton requires more people. It's just the two of you. Eat every dish you order." What’s the point of not finishing?”

Uncle Song said: "Eating mutton must be crowded and lively. Let's go together."

Lin Jing... "How do you know we are going to eat mutton?"

You wouldn't just stick to the door and eavesdrop.

Grandpa Lu smiled without feeling guilty at all, "We just won a battle today, so it would be fun for everyone to celebrate together. Let's make a mutton hot pot and have a couple of drinks together."

Kuang Rulan had backup, and immediately became thick-skinned and said: "Yes, you can bring me and Su Qing with you. We promise to only eat and not cause trouble, and everyone will have a good time."

Grandpa Lu nodded repeatedly, "That's right, what kind of mutton should two people eat? If you order soup, you can't order skewers. You can order whatever we eat together."

Lin Jing looked at Qin Zichuan with questioning eyes.

Qin Zichuan nodded slightly, accepting it.

Kuang Rulan went to call Su Qing, Uncle Song went to call Aunt Song, and Uncle Lu went to call Kang Xiaojun.

Great, everyone is in company.

"You really don't mind?" Lin Jing asked. She obviously wanted to be "favored" just now, but now she didn't care about anything.

Qin Zichuan said: "I don't mind."

"I saw that you were very concerned about it just now."

Qin Zichuan said: "If you ask me, I don't mind."

Lin Jing...are you a child?

The mutton restaurant in Xiangziguan mainly sells mutton hot pot. Now that the weather is getting warmer, the mutton hot pot business is not so good, but the mutton kebab business is always very good.

When two people come, Lin Jing will still be confused about whether to eat mutton hot pot or mutton skewers. For eight people, she will have both.

"We recently launched roasted whole lamb. Do you want to try it?" the waiter at the mutton restaurant asked.

After eating roasted whole lamb, you can't eat mutton hot pot. Lin Jing still wants it, and she also wants roasted whole lamb.

Qin Zichuan said: "Just follow what we ordered just now, and have another grilled lamb chop."

Lin Jing suddenly felt that the grilled lamb chops were quite good.

The waiter collected the notebook with the dishes written down and quickly went inside.

Everyone naturally started chatting, and Uncle Lu talked about his past experience in the south, "I stayed in the south for a while, and the people there were very meticulous in eating mutton. There were more seasonings in one pot than the mutton. It was simply... What a waste."

Most of the people present can't cook, but with Uncle Lu's level of cooking, no one would believe others if they said they were a waste.

Originally, not everyone likes to eat mutton. Many people find it smelly, but some people like it.

When talking about how to make delicious mutton, most people are from the north, so they naturally feel that the food cooked in their hometown is authentic.

However, Lin Jing had heard of this topic before, "It's not just that the methods of cooking are different between the north and the south. It's also that the sheep in the north are more delicious and less spicy than the sheep in the south."

"Are the varieties different?" Kang Xiaojun didn't know much about geography recently. Apart from not eating the food cooked by Uncle Lu, he didn't know much about it.

Lin Jing didn't know the details and said: "I don't know. The main reason is that the grass that sheep eat is different. It is said that the content of grass in the north is higher than that in the south. The mutton is fresher even if it is boiled in white water, while the grass in the south is fresher." If you don’t use more seasoning, you won’t be able to eat it at all.”

"Sister Jingjing, you really know a lot." The admiration in Kang Xiaojun's heart grew steadily.

Is this a lot of understanding?

Lin Jing thought it was yes or no.

What everyone doesn’t know is not how profound this matter is, but the fact that information exchange is underdeveloped. Whatever you want to know, there are too few ways to get information.

She can live easily and make money, and she is still full of hope for the future, precisely because of information asymmetry.

When the lamb chops were served, the special aroma of the roasted lamb, which was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, instantly attracted everyone's attention.

As the hostess, Lin Jing was the first to reach out with her chopsticks, wanting to use her chopsticks to separate a lamb chop.

"Sister Jingjing, are you okay?" Kang Xiaojun has never eaten mutton chops, and it seems that he is already drooling. He is so anxious.

"Why can't I do it?" Lin Jing tried to twist the chopsticks off the mutton chops in her hand, but failed.

Kuang Rulan waited a little impatiently, "Sister Jingjing, let the boys do this."

Su Qing: "Yes, this is strenuous work. Let Brother Chuan help."

By the way, you can also separate eight lamb ribs at once, so you can eat them quickly.

It smells so good.

Lin Jing, who is used to relying on herself for everything, doesn't think twice about asking others for help. Is this a hard job? Does she lack strength?

While persisting, everyone heard a crisp sound, as if something was breaking.

Lin Jing looked at the chopsticks in her hand awkwardly - the lamb chops were not broken, but the chopsticks were.