After being crossed, I have reached the pinnacle of my life

Jiang Zhou let go of Wen Yan. When he went out, he straightened his collar and closed the door a little. After making sure that Wen Yan was covered, he walked towards Lu Xiangxi: "What?"

Lu Xiangxi is an honest man, with a stupid mouth and not very talkative, I saw him handing the gold bracelet forward: "Here."

Jiang Zhou was a little confused, so he asked, "What is this?"

He saw Lu Xiangxi holding this thing carefully in his hand just now, so he thought it was something.

Lu Xiangxi touched the gold bracelet in his hand, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "I went back and thought about it carefully, I will do your business, but my family is poor now and I don't have much principal, so I can't afford it for the time being." If you come out to learn, I will mortgage this bracelet with you, I hope you keep it, and I will redeem it after a while."

Jiang Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What's the use of your bracelet? I thought of handing it over to another person because I couldn't carry on the business myself. Besides, it's not that I don't want to eat bonuses, so you don't have to."

Naturally, he could also see that this bracelet was very important to Lu Xiangxi, otherwise he wouldn't have treated it like a treasure so carefully, and felt even more unacceptable in his heart.

It's just that Lu Xiangxi is a dead-headed person, and it is difficult to change what he has decided. He feels that he should give it, so he must give it.

The two were in a stalemate for a while.

The door opened with a creak, and Wen Yan came out from the inside, his collar was buttoned tightly, and he couldn't see the emotional appearance when he was warm just now, and his tone was very gentle: "Brother Lu, listen to me, Jiang Zhou will take this If the business is entrusted to you, it is yours. If he does not do it, he will be idle, without a penny of interest. Now that he is entrusted to you to do it, he can still get a penny of interest. After all, we still earn money, so you don’t have to be so polite.”

Lu Xiangxi didn't speak.

Wen Yan pushed the bracelet back: "This thing is very important to you, but it's useless to us, so you should take it back."

Lu Xiangxi had never met such a person before, he was stunned for a moment, and after a while he bowed and touched his face: "Thank you very much!"

"You're welcome. I want to set up a stall during the day. You can come over every evening and learn how to make chicken cakes." Jiang Zhou told him the schedule. He got up early every day to set up a stall, and came back in the evening. Teach Lu Xiangxi how to make chicken cakes, and then prepare the ingredients for the next day.

Fortunately, egg cakes are easy to learn and will not take a few days.

Lu Xiangxi got a definite reply, thanked him and went home.

Here, Jiang Zhou pressed Wen Yan against the wall, and bit him bitterly: "Jiang Zhou? Huh?"

Wen Yan was stimulated by his hot breath and got goosebumps all over his body, begging for mercy in a trembling voice: "Wrong, I was wrong."

Jiang Zhou muffled: "What's wrong?"

Wen Yan took the initiative to post it and kissed him: "Wrong, it's Brother Zhou."

"uh-huh."

"Brother Zhou."

"Ah."

"Brother Zhou."

Wen Yan's voice was different from the voice of her mother when she was a child, it was a little clear, but her tone was soft, it sounded like she was acting like a baby.

Jiang Zhou felt itchy when he was shouted, but he didn't dare to touch him. He could only put his fingers in his hair, combed his hair over and over again, rubbed his hair tip, and grinded his hair like a hair. Lips, as if wanting to draw warmth from it, finally let go of the shortness of breath and soft words, sighing contentedly: "You are so good."

Wen Yan shivered his legs and glared at him feigned anger.

It's just that this look was a little watery, revealing coquettishness, annoyance and dissatisfaction, which made Jiang Zhou laugh in a low voice.

……

In the morning of the second day, Jiang Zhou borrowed Uncle Zhang's ox cart, moved the pot of Kanto cooking to Lao Yutou's boat, and carried the pot to the town.

He has already made it clear to Lao Yu about the chicken cake. Lao Yu has no opinion on who makes the chicken cake. If Lu Xiangxi does well, he doesn't care, and he is happy with Jiang Zhou's new business.

In fact, Jiang Zhou has also considered whether to put this business on his boat as well, but this pot is really difficult to deal with, and someone needs to be watching at all times. He dare not put it on the boat for fear of something happening.

He also told all these interests to Old Yu, who made Old Yu laugh: "You boy, what do you say, and I don't mean to blame you at all."

At that time, Jiang Zhou had just finished moving the pot, panting from exhaustion, leaning against the side of the boat for breath, thinking in his mind that this time traveler really made his body so weak, maybe he hadn't exercised much in a year.

After hearing what old man Yu said, he just smiled, reflecting the scenery of the lake and mountains, with a sense of openness: "I treat people with sincerity, and naturally I also have to be sincere when doing business. People say that there are no father and son in business, and even the relationship between close relatives cannot be complete. It would be too miserable to entrust my heart, I think you, Mr. Yu, are trustworthy."

Old Yu carefully tasted the word "sincerity" on his lips, and he was speechless: "It is true, isn't it just to be sincere? You live a more transparent life than others. It is not easy to trust others. It is hard for you to pay back." Have a heart of a child."

Jiang Zhou shook his head, not quite agreeing in his heart, he still has a heart of a child, he just gave his heart to Wen Yan, and Wen Yan used a year of grievances and sufferings and no hesitation in his belief in him, Taught him what "trust" is.

……

There were a lot of early risers in the town who came to the market, and those who bought pastries at the Jiangzhou stall not long ago greeted him: "Jiang Dazao? Are you here to get up early to sell pastries?"

The person who asked the question swept the pot behind him, a little surprised: "Why is it not a steamer today? But what's new?"

When Jiang Zhou saw someone asking, he didn't rush to start a fire, and chatted with him for a few words: "It's a change of business, and now the weather is getting colder, I think most of you like to eat soupy things, so I made some Kanto cooking."

That person is also a frequent customer of Jiangzhou's pastries. Hearing this, he thought of the taste of the pastries at Jiang Zhou's stall, and felt a little regretful: "Why don't you make them, I haven't eaten enough yet."

Jiang Zhou smiled: "It's not that I won't do it, it's just that someone else will do it, and he will be able to open the stall in a few days."

The diners were surprised: "Swapped? Is it still the original taste?"

Jiang Zhou nodded: "It's guaranteed to be the original taste, exactly the same recipe."

Only then did the diners feel relieved, but after thinking about it, it was wrong. Jiang Zhou's words were implying that he gave someone else the recipe for making chicken cakes?

He didn't know how much money this recipe could make, but he knew it was something that could feed a family or even several generations when he saw the endless stream of people in front of Jiang Zhou's stall in those few days. gave?

Seeing Jiang Zhou smiling and not saying a word, the diners sighed. He didn't know if he was really stupid or what, but he gave such an important thing to others.

He glanced at the things on Jiang Zhou's stall, and became a little curious, so he sat down boldly: "Give me a piece of this thing too!"

Jiang Zhou let out an "hey" and quickly moved the charcoal fire into the base and lit it: "Wait a minute."

But for a moment, the hot soup was boiling, and the strong aroma swept the town along with the morning wind.

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