Evil husband dressed as a desolate prince

Since Mao, Song Jingwen can be seen in the smoke of Shipo Village. Early risers know that the Song family boy has the habit of wandering around the village every day, but they don't know that he is exercising.

Song Shishan saw Song Jingwen make a move today and realized that his eldest nephew is very talented and very talented.He also rushed up just now, but only ended up being overturned.

Song Jingwen is no longer a child at this age, but under the influence of Mrs. Song, several uncles still instinctively want to protect him behind him.

Song Shishan was so anxious that he wanted to drag Song Jingwen to the hospital, but Song Jingwen waved his hand indifferently, indicating that he was fine.

Song Shishan was concerned about his injury, but couldn't resist Song Jingwen, so he could only continue to sell the remaining chili noodles with him.

Song Jingwen gasped and smiled, "Brother Feng, I'll take these two cans back for you to taste. My home is in Shipo Village, come and sit down when you have time."

Feng Wu boldly stopped in front of Song Jingwen's stall, inexplicably making people timid and stopped.Feng Wu took the two cans of chili powder unceremoniously, and left with discernment, not here to block his brother's money.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, what happened just now was just an episode, someone asked Song Jingwen if he would come back again while paying the money.

Seeing him nodding, he left contentedly holding a can of chili powder.

It is still a small number of wealthy people who buy two large cans at once, and more people buy a small can with suspicion.

The last five cans were filled by a man who looked like a servant. Song Jingwen saw that the man was dressed like a servant of a rich family.

Song Jingwen asked seemingly unintentionally, "You bought so much all at once?"

The boy smiled calmly, "There are many people in the family, so I bought more. My son thinks this thing is novel."

Song Jingwen nodded in understanding, followed the figure of the servant, and saw him enter Donglin Street.The people living in Donglin Street are all people of some social status, among which the Che family is the most prominent, followed by the Bai family.

Song Jingwen watched the changes quietly, and returned to Shipo Village with Song Shishan before dark.

Mrs. Song waited at the entrance of the village and waited for him back after dark.With cloudy eyes, he saw the bruise on Song Jingwen's face, and shook his hands and cursed, "Who is blind, beat my good grandson."

Granny Song pinched Song Shishan's arm as she cried, and asked forcefully, "It's only the first day, and your eldest nephew was bullied. It's killing me, an old lady."

Song Shishan bowed his head and continued to beat and scold, Song Jingwen hurriedly stopped Mrs. Song, and calmed her down, "I fell it myself."

Mrs. Song looked at him suspiciously, and still called Song Shishan over with concern after the meal.

Song Shishan told the truth, Mrs. Song was silent for a while, and finally made a decision, "Tomorrow you and the second child will go to town, and Song Jingwen will not have to go."

The next day, Song Jingwen was happy to be at leisure, and sneaked to meet Xie Feng with a head injury.

At that time, Xie Feng wrapped his hands in two pieces of cloth and was digging taro intently. At first glance, the corners of Song Jingwen's cyan mouth were startled, and the lines between his eyebrows were twisted. He said angrily, "Who moved the hand?"

Xie Feng bit off the cloth on his hand, and held Song Jingwen's face in distress, but said harshly, "Where is there any injury? I have a bow and arrow, and a slingshot. I'll help you get this People clean up well."

As Xie Feng said, he got up and walked home angrily. Song Jingwen grabbed him back quickly, put his arms around him and sat on his lap, and said with a smile, "My little ancestor, don't beat him to death. It’s so fierce. I’m here to learn from my elder brother, it’s not that someone wants to beat me, what are you thinking.”

Xie Feng bit his lower lip and looked up at his neck, looking straight into Song Jingwen's eyes, making sure that he didn't lie to him, so he calmed down his anger, but he made a note of Feng Wu in his heart.

The look of the couple holding grudges is exactly the same.

Since the Song family's spicy shrimp became popular, it is not easy to catch shrimp in the river.Instead, Mrs. Song clapped her hands happily. It was Song Jingwen who had the foresight and suggested that Mrs. Song raise shrimps.

Mrs. Song directed the men in the family to dig a small fish pond, and put some prawns caught in the river after disinfection with lime for small-scale farming.Rare things are more expensive, and the value of big white shrimp and big red shrimp has risen immediately.

Ordinary people can taste the taste of shrimp with chili powder, but big restaurants can't, and their requirements are quite high.The food in the big restaurant is not as delicious as the roadside stalls, how can this be.So, instead of chili powder, they came up with the idea of ​​spicy shrimp recipe.

After all, the peppers in Ningchang Town are monopolized by Song Jingwen, and the poor can only eat chili powder, but they have many purchase channels for catering business, and they can get raw materials at a lower price than Song Jingwen.

Originally, the method of making chili powder was not difficult, but no one thought of this processing method of chili.By the time this eating method spread widely, Song Jingwen had already made a lot of money.

The big tree invites the wind, and the Song family is already in a storm.

On this day, Song Jingwen went to deliver freshly baked chili sauce to Xie Feng, and when he came back, he was called into the room by Song Xingping who hadn't seen him for many days.

Not only Song Jingwen wondered why Song Xingping came back suddenly, but the rest of the Song family also murmured in their hearts. It couldn't be because they disagreed with the chili business that the family is doing now, but Song Xingping had greeted this matter before.

Song Jingwen excitedly knocked on Mrs. Song's door, only to see an indelible sadness on her face.As the Song family's chili business got better and better, Mrs. Song's face was not a spring breeze that day.

Song Jingwen put away the smile on his face, and sat down opposite Song Xingping in a well-mannered manner.

The old man took a sip of his old cigarette|gun, and thought about what he was going to say next for a long time, repeatedly deliberating over how to choose the right words and sentences.

Song Xingping closed his eyes, and the sound of the cigarette rod hitting the table leg was particularly crisp.He set up the cigarette|gun before he opened his mouth and said, "Our shopkeeper is eyeing the recipe of spicy shrimp in your hand."

Song Jingwen was a little startled, why did the chef in the store talk about this kind of thing.Then there can only be two situations, either Song Xingping got the news and rushed back to inform himself to take precautions, or the shopkeeper of Rongfu Restaurant knew about Song Xingping's relationship with him and asked Song Xingping to be a lobbyist.

Seeing that Song Jingwen was still indifferent, Mrs. Song pulled Song Xingping's arm anxiously, and said carelessly, "Rongfu Restaurant wants to buy out the recipe with 20 taels of silver, and now it forces your grandfather to hand over the recipe."

Song Jingwen's pupils suddenly dilated, and he rubbed his ears in disbelief to confirm, "20 taels?"

Mrs. Song was full of worries, and put so many days' income in front of Song Xingping, but she still had 21 taels of silver, "Isn't that what he said, and he also said that if the 20 taels kept buying, your grandpa, a chef, wouldn't buy it." Done. How ugly and ugly what you said, and said that your grandfather is getting old, and he has been using him for so many years of friendship, otherwise he would have been sent back to retire long ago, and he still thinks that your grandfather is in the way of the restaurant of."

Song Xingping's expression was condensed, and he patted the table unhappily, "Enough! What are you talking about, isn't it embarrassing enough?"

It was because Song Xingping bluntly said that he didn't know how to cook the spicy shrimp in Song Jingwen's hands, that's why people looked down upon him.The shopkeeper threatened and lured him to come back and ask for the recipe, otherwise he would be let go.He has worked in Rongfu Restaurant for most of his life, and when he is in ruins, it will be hard for anyone.

It turns out that the apprentice of the church starved the master to death.His two apprentices in Rongfu Restaurant were trained from him.This time, I saw that the shopkeeper wanted to change the chef, and he went up non-stop, and he didn't see himself as the chef at all!

Song Xingping was reluctant to leave the restaurant where he had worked for so many years, and felt that Rongfu Restaurant was too deceptive, so he sighed conflictingly, and asked tentatively, "How about...sell it to him?"

Mrs. Song's eyes widened, she took Song Xingping's hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Old man, you can't be confused, you sold this recipe for 20 taels. Do you know how much the eldest grandson spent to get the ingredients inside?" What's the matter, you don't know if you're not at home, Song Jingwen's eyes were black and blue during that time, and his heart hurts me to death."

Song Jingwen pondered for a moment, and said bluntly, "You can earn back 20 in a few days, Grandpa, you might as well come back and enjoy the blessings. Rongfu Restaurant is not benevolent, and you don't need to miss the old love."

Being a chef is not an easy job, but it is because of the high salary of two taels of silver a month that people scramble for it.

Song Xingping hesitated, with some uneasiness in his eyes.He is the mainstay of the family, and if he collapses, he will lose an income.If something really happened at home, there would be nothing he could do.

Song Jingwen's tongue was full of lotus flowers, and Song Xingping was sandwiched between Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song. He said meaningfully, "Thirty years in Hedong, with my current skills, I can definitely open a restaurant in the town that is bigger than Rongfu Restaurant. You are in charge. If you don’t work for Rongfu Restaurant, wouldn’t it be good to be your own owner?”

Song Xingping was fascinated, as if he had really seen that scene.Granny Song pushed all the money in front of him to him at the right time, and pouted, "This money is more profitable than you in the restaurant, so you can just listen to your grandson and stay at home with peace of mind. Sell things with me in the village, tomorrow We’re going to sell chili sauce.”

There was light in Song Xingping's eyes, Mrs. Song vaguely saw in him the ambition of a man when he was young, and teased, "You have never been a restaurant owner in your life, wait for your grandson to entertain you, look at you like that. "

Song Xingping rubbed his nose with a smile, nothing on his body was light, and he just waited to quit his job in the town tomorrow and carry his luggage back.

Song Jingwen was worried that the old man would go alone. Besides, chili sauce had just been released today, so he wanted to follow him to the town to see the situation.

Whoever thought of this, Song Xingping was detained.