After Becoming a Little |

On the contrary, it was Auntie who had the cheek to speak first: "This... Ai, Ai—"

"Alia." Ai Xiaobaihua, the king of palace fighting, nodded slightly: "Auntie can just call me Xiaoai."

"Xiao Ai..." Auntie pulled the stool forward and moved forward: "What... do you do at home?"

"Brother Rui has already said before that those who do foreign trade import and export are just small businesses."

Ai Xiaobaihua said so calmly, and knocked on the armrest of the bamboo chair.

The sound of light tapping of the fingertips seemed to touch the tip of Aunt Monster's heart, which made the latter skip a few times with his heartbeat, and his breathing became a little unsteady.

"If it's a small business, how can you get such a good old ginseng?" Auntie smiled strangely: "Xiao Ai, you are joking..."

"That's right, it might be inappropriate to talk about small business." Ai Xiaobaihua thought for a while: "If you want to talk about it... then call it medium business. My father is actually quite capable."

She was also a little funny when she said that. In comparison, Aunt Monster and Uncle Monster are really the kind of real villains.

Although it's better than a hypocrite, it's still annoyingly cute—who would delve into the background of other people's family so deeply, and even use the gift they just gave as an excuse?

Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang, although you were unparalleled in the past, it is obvious that your family education level is still similar to that of Huanxiguan...

"Medium business..." Auntie's mouth twitched strangely, feeling that she had been chatted to death this day.

Fortunately, at this time, the eloquent uncle came back from a stroll somewhere, sat back in the host seat behind the teahouse, and looked at the three people who were facing each other with a little surprise: "Mom, Alan, what are you talking about?" Woolen cloth?"

Presumably the khaki-colored wild father didn't scold him, and the moment of relaxation revived him again?

Auntie thought about it strangely, and said emphatically: "You are not here. Just now, this little Ai girl gave mom a century-old Korean ginseng. I heard that it is very expensive, worth hundreds of thousands. Even the box is made of jade!"

The uncle blinked strangely, with dazed and ignorant eyes: "Ah? Really?"

The old lady withdrew her gaze from the floor and let out a breath, as if she finally gathered her thoughts: "That's true."

After all, Mr. Zhuang is the overlord of the Zhuang Palace. He may not have cared about the money back then so that he did not keep it, but the medicinal materials are really collected. Whether it is for his own use or for curing diseases and saving lives, there is no shortage of precious and rare medicinal materials in the past.

But even in the inventory of the old man back then, the old mountain ginseng tied with red strings can be regarded as a treasure-in this era when scarcity is the most expensive thing and there is no shortage of money, the price of 80 million yuan is very expensive. It is easy to pull up after frying.

The uncle blamed him for not seeing his father's glory, but at least he was not so stupid that he even doubted the old lady's words so firmly, but after that brief delusion, the words "hundreds of thousands" almost overflowed from his eyes come the same.

He tidied up the tea set quite a bit in a hurry, and poured a cup of tea for Aliya: "Oh, Miss Xiaoai is very low-key, I saw it this morning, you must be the kind of extraordinary family, it seems I still have a little vision!"

Aliya smiled: "Uncle was joking."

"Miss Xiaoai is... in college?"

"Well, brother Rui and I are from the same school." Ai Xiaobaihua nodded in agreement, implying: "I'm studying at Dongshan University, a sophomore this year."

"University is good, university is good. I also wanted to study hard to take the university entrance exam, but my family conditions did not allow it. You young people are now happy and studying is easy..." the uncle said, wiping the tea tray with a towel The water stain: "Actually, Ruizi's grades can only be regarded as mediocre, and it is not bad to be admitted to Dongshan University, but his second brother is better than him-his second brother was admitted to the university in the imperial capital, and he came back in the afternoon You young people just chatted, you young people have something to talk about."

"Really? The second brother's grades are really good, but I don't know what university it is in the imperial capital."

Ai Xiaobaihua asked curiously - it's not that there is no better school in the capital than Dongshan, but it can be counted with a slap.

If you are from Wudaokou or Jinghua, then just pretend that I am Ellok Holmes and didn’t ask, but if you can’t say that you are ugly, don’t blame me for going crazy on the spot and say hi, your son Yeji University is also worthy to compete with me at Dongshan University!

The uncle rolled his eyes, and a smile appeared on his thin face: "Hey, I didn't care about the young man's affairs, I just knew he was studying in the imperial capital - children and grandchildren have their own blessings, wait a minute." He knew what school it was when he came back, but I heard it was still very good.”

"Is that so..." Aliya knocked on the armrest, chuckled and did not continue to ask.

"This little girl is your sister, Xiaoai?" The uncle looked curiously at the little nun Liguang standing beside Alia.

Before Aliya nodded, the little Taoist nun Liguang had already bowed her hands: "Lu Liguang, I was ordered by my master to accompany the young miss."

Her little grown-up appearance made Uncle Guai couldn't help laughing: "Oh, and Master, it looks like that..."

Li Guang's small stewed chicken noodles did not intend to accompany him with a smirk, but glanced over indifferently and did not answer.

"Li Guang is my younger sister." Ai Xiaobaihua patted the head of Little Stewed Chicken Noodles: "This child is sensible. My eyesight is not very good recently, so she is taking care of me."

"Oh, that's it..." The uncle suddenly realized and nodded: "I thought Xiao Ai, you were the kind played on TV, and there were special people around you to serve you."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a rush of brakes at the door.

Then came the voices of many people in a hurry, and a group of service staff still wearing hotel clothes stood at the door facing the street, and the leader knocked politely on the wide open door: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Zhuang Guangrui's home?"

The uncle was stunned for a moment: "You are——"

"Oh, Mr. Zhuang ordered some dishes. In order to ensure freshness, we brought over semi-finished products. Where is the kitchen?"

These days, if you have money, you can mobilize ghosts, and even throw ghosts into the Jiuyang wall breaker to beat them up. Haidilao even provides door-to-door service, let alone Tanghuangyuan, which has its own staff. Redundant large dining hotel.

The uncle didn’t even realize what the hell this shit was up to. The team leader manager who got a positive answer from others enthusiastically asked his colleagues to deliver the items first, and he himself got the spicy chicken shreds in a polite and professional manner. In front of him: "Miss Bernice, is there anything I can do for you?"

Spicy Chicken Silk is staring at the crying Maomao whose head has changed into a four-dimensional sleeve, so he has no time to pay attention to him, he just waved his hand casually: "Ask the eldest lady."

"Uh... who is the young lady?"

"The one over there—"

"Oh oh oh!" The team leader manager hurriedly changed his partner: "Miss, what can I do for you?"

When he said this, he also felt a little weird. Is there anyone with an older surname these days?

In the south, it is not uncommon to address young men as "young young man", but it is rare to address girls in such a more directional tone as "young miss".

Pretty girls use it a lot, but it's not suitable right now...

"There's nothing to do, go get busy." Aliya responded.

"Miss's eyes are uncomfortable, please forgive me." Li Guang took out a small stewed chicken noodle from his sleeve, took out a small bag, took out a small handful of silver leaves from it, and handed it to the team leader manager: "Happy New Year, hard work." .”

The team leader took it subconsciously, and there were five silver leaves three fingers wide, which made the palm of his hand sink slightly.

Only then did he come to his senses, and quickly handed it back: "No, no, we can't accept this."

"Take it as a New Year's event, and keep it as a souvenir." Alia raised her hand, her white wrist shook out from between her big sleeves, and she waved it casually: "Take it, there's nothing here, you go Busy you."

That posture was full of naturalness.

Even the team leader took it for granted that this was the case, as if what he was facing was not a little girl, but the chairman of his own hotel.

But the mouth is soft and the hands are short, and the team leader manager couldn't help but smile, and he was even more enthusiastic: "Thank you, Miss!"

"This is for everyone." Little Taoist nun Liguang put away the silver leaves, and took out a handful of silver melon seeds from the other sleeve: "Please distribute them."

This is the way the Song family rewards their maids during the Chinese New Year. Gold leaf gold melon seeds, silver leaf silver melon seeds, these things themselves are not very valuable. A piece of silver leaf of more than 20 grams may cost seven to eighty yuan. Yuan, but compared to the same banknotes, it is much more impressive after all.

Moreover, this kind of thing is a small gift that is distributed daily, and it is a good bonus if it accumulates a little. Even a silver melon seed worth ten yuan a piece is a pleasing precious metal collection, not to mention hundreds of dollars a piece. A golden melon seed and a gold leaf costing thousands of yuan.

In fact, this kind of small gift is especially suitable for giving to children during the holidays. Compared with the so-called lucky money that is collected by the other parent's parents after giving it to the child, I am afraid that this kind of commemorative gift is more meaningful. The price is not high but at the same time It can also show some kindness, but little Taoist nun Liguang rarely sees other people doing this.

That handful of silver melon seeds was heavy and shiny, and after taking them out, the sleeves of the little nun Liguang looked a little fluffy, and the manager of the team felt at a loss as if he was dreaming of returning to the Grand View Garden—what kind of costume drama did he travel through? ?

But as soon as I looked up, the girl who was sitting on the bamboo chair with one hand resting her chin indifferently rendered all this into a retro style that seemed acceptable, giving people the feeling that no matter how much the other party showed her own Even if they are different, they can be relaxed naturally, without any embarrassing and absurd alienation.

One thing to say, although I have never seen this kind of gameplay, it is really cool!

The team lead manager carefully held the small pile of silver melon seeds, and turned to look for his colleagues, leaving only the uncle who turned back with astonished eyes, turned back, turned back again, at a loss as to what to do.

The old lady smacked her lips, somewhat sighing: "When we were young, our family also liked to put a few gold melon seeds and silver melon seeds in our children's purses, and some rich families would even put gold melon seeds... It's just that the gold melon seeds at that time The melon seeds are not as delicate as the current sunflower seeds, more like the watermelon seeds..."

This is actually not an outrageous custom in the folks. It is said that it is a custom passed down from the palace, but it has long been untestable. The old lady did not expect that there are still people who do this today. to.

Li Guang's Small Stewed Chicken Noodles put his hands in his sleeves, thought for a moment and took out a small purse, poured it into his palm and looked at it.

Well, although her golden melon seeds have the shape of sunflower seeds, they also have the shape of watermelon seeds. She didn't notice this before.

The uncle's eyes were straightened strangely—the golden melon seeds in the other party's small purse couldn't have been brought by him for the so-called carry-on collection, right?

Could it be that he just donated rewards casually like before?

Today's rich people really know how to play, and the happiness of the big dog is beyond our imagination...

The wild khaki came out from the direction of the kitchen somewhat dazedly—or was squeezed out.

The chefs of Tanghuangyuan took over the kitchen and politely spared the hosts from busy work. The subtext is actually to avoid affecting their performance.

After all, you have to be worthy of customers when you collect money and do things. It can’t be said that the chef of Tanghuangyuan here gave out a piece of gold and jade, but there was also a home-cooked tomato scrambled egg of the same style over there, which tasted rotten, which made Tanghuangyuan very incompetent. Sorry for the customer favor.

The khaki wild put the sapphire box on the table: "Miss, you still keep—"

"Brother Rui!" Ai Xiaobaihua, who had shown a bit of detachment before, suddenly stood up in surprise, and embraced the other's arm: "Brother Rui, sit down~"

This is outrageous - the khaki color is wild and hanging, resisting the sudden thumping of cardiopulmonary arrest, and sat down stiffly: "Miss... this mountain ginseng is too precious, you should put it away."

"Brother Rui, don't you like it?" Ai Xiaobaihua immediately looked aggrieved, and sniffed, "But Aya didn't bring anything too good when she went out... Li Guang!"

Liguang Little Stewed Chicken Noodles didn't know what happened before, but she, who was supposed to cooperate with Aliya's performance, couldn't turn a blind eye. He dug and dug in his sleeve, and took out the white jade box.

Put it down, open it - before opening it, it was held down wildly by the khaki color.

The latter was about to break out in cold sweat, forced a smile and said, "No need, no need, I think the old ginseng is quite good..."

He could probably guess what was in there—the Life and Death Pill that the Taoist nun in white had improved through Des Moines' biological weapon technology.

At the beginning, Aliya actually gave the semi-finished product of Life and Death Pill to the uncle of Spicy Chicken Silk, but at that time it was not called Life and Death Pill, but a genetic medicine, but the mind of little Taoist Li Guang always went astray.

At that time, Aliya told Big Bob that there were risks, but compared to the dead choice, a [-]-[-] chance of life and death can naturally be decided without even thinking about it-it turns out that Big Bob is lucky, This guy is still recovering, but it is foreseeable that he will get better. After a while, he will be able to stage a backstab of love with Spicy Chicken Shreds again.

An old mountain ginseng can still be solved with money, but it involves high-tech such as life and death pills. If you dare to accept it here today, someone in the dark world will dare to come to your door tomorrow to make troubles. Until now, biological weapons are only a few. The value of cutting-edge technology that a large organization can play with is inestimable.

Laoshan ginseng is 80, and the life and death pill can hang two more zeros behind.

Looking at the white jade box put away by the little nun Liguang, the uncle monster and the aunt monster flashed desire called greed in their eyes, which made the khaki maniac conclude that Alia's intentions were not good—everyone is innocent and conceived The crime is nothing more than this.

Aliya didn't take it seriously, and just about to say something after putting away the white jade box, she noticed two eyes falling on her.

She turned her head subconsciously, and the khaki-colored wild man replied softly to the owner of the two eyes: "Dad, Mom."

The khaki-colored wild father looked at the girl who was holding his son's arm, with a kind smile on his face that couldn't be concealed: "Okay, okay...you talk, you talk, don't worry about me—"

The khaki-colored wild mother seemed much calmer, she just looked at Alia silently, as if she wanted to understand the relationship between the girl and her son, and more details about the girl.

Khaki's throat rolled wildly, and he introduced again: "This is my classmate, named Alia—Missy, and these are my parents."

So Ai Xiaobaihua paused for half a second, the corners of her mouth curled up in a slightly imperceptible arc of trouble, and then she smiled sweetly: "Hi, Mom and Dad~"

Suddenly there was the sound of chairs being overturned, followed by panicked persuasion——

"Calm down! Student Song, calm down first!"

"What happened? What happened to her?"

"Sister! You put this thing away—be careful not to drop it!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

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