90s, The Cannon Fodder Wife of the Paranoid Boss is Reborn

Chapter 74: Considerate and considerate

 The Pingcheng price list, which has no horizontal or vertical tables and all the words are aligned horizontally and vertically, not only records the prices of various food items necessary for daily life, such as fruits, snacks, rice, flour, oil, cakes and pastries, meat and vegetable dishes in the wet market, etc.

Even roasted sweet potatoes on the street, home-cooked dishes in restaurants, noodles and porridge for breakfast and late night snacks are all available at various prices.

The last piece of paper includes quotations for clothes in all seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, various electrical appliances and sales volume coordination.

Three sheets of paper filled with densely written words can be said to fully disclose the economic level of the entire Pingcheng District center and people's living standards linked to prices.

 In some industries, there are also quotations during market competition, and different price points when there is a large or small flow of people.

 Consider all aspects, pay attention to details, and have a clear overall view of the overall situation.

Bai Lu couldn't believe it. Xiao Cheng, who was usually taciturn, aloof, aloof and ruthless, and had no interest in anything, could actually have such a careful side.

 After reading these three price lists, she didn’t need to negotiate with Wen Xiuyun’s husband and could set the price directly.

Pingcheng is a county town, which is better than the town, but far worse than prefecture-level Shinan City, and the price fluctuation will not be too big.

The price of roasted chestnuts can be doubled, but the price of pork in the city is not much higher than in the town, less than double. If it is too expensive, it will be regarded as a luxury product. In this town with backward economic development and low living standards, only It will make people think that buying roasted chestnuts with sugar is not as good as buying meat.

 After all, which is more important, snacks or three meals a day? People who are used to living a hard life are not stupid.

 It is very clear in my heart.

 Bai Lu already had a suitable price in mind.

At this moment, there were footsteps coming from behind.

 The tall and straight man's figure, under the dim light, has a long slanting shadow that surrounds him and gradually approaches.

Bai Lu immediately put down the quotation form, turned around, and greeted him with a smile: "A Cheng, did you learn about the quotation form from Boss Mi when you went to buy rice today?"

She usually doesn’t call her Ah Cheng when she has nothing to do.

Not to mention, he was considerate enough to help him take off his coat, fold it neatly, and put it on the wooden chair aside.

Xiao Cheng couldn't help but chuckle when he looked at the busy and diligent figure in front of him like a little bee.

 When she turned back, she nodded slightly to confirm her guess.

Bai Lu became even more attentive, and immediately held Xiao Cheng's arm as if supporting His Majesty the Emperor, and walked to the bed step by step.

He even opened his mouth to praise: "You are so awesome. You can get such a detailed quotation just by going to the rice processing factory. If I did it, I would definitely have to put in a lot of effort."

“Are you thirsty? Can I get you a glass of water?”

As soon as Xiao Cheng sat down, before he could refuse, Bai Lu had already poured a glass of hot water back.

 Also added two maltose.

Staring at him with bright eyes, she held the water glass in both hands and brought it to his mouth personally: "It's been a few days since I made maltose water. You must miss it very much. I don't know if two maltose candies are sweet enough. If not, I will go back. Take one and try it first."

 Xiao Cheng lowered his eyes and glanced at the maltose water. A sweet smell hit his nose, and his brows subconsciously frowned.

 It’s fatal!

Upon seeing this, Bai Lu finally realized that the enamel water glass seemed a bit hot, and he must have been too hot.

Immediately took back the cup, lowered his head and blew gently, two or three times.

 “It’s done and it’s not hot anymore.”

  Xiao Cheng: “…”

 She finally knew how to blow once or three times.

 But the effect...is any different from not blowing?

Bai Lu didn't care whether he was satisfied or not, so she put the cup into his hand and whispered comfortingly: "You just washed your clothes and your hands are so cold. Holding the hot cup will keep you warmer. Then drink the sugar water to finish your body." It’s also warm.”

 Xiao Cheng pursed his thin lips slightly, considering whether he should refuse this cup of maltose water once and for all.

A green jade finger suddenly reached the bottom of the cup and pushed it up at a speed that was neither fast nor slow nor impolite.

Slowly pushing it to his mouth, the girl with crooked eyebrows spoke softly: "It will get cold if you don't drink it." "It will get cold and it won't warm your stomach if you drink it. It's already very late, drink it early and go to bed..." "

 She was a little sleepy and her eyelids were chattering lazily.

 Xiao Cheng finished drinking the sugar water, then went to the table to pour a cup of pure hot water, shook it, and drank it in a few sips.

When he returned, Bai Lu, who was supposed to be standing by the bed or sitting down, had already laid down on the bed and covered himself with a quilt. She forced her eyelids to say "good night" to him, and then closed her eyes completely.

 I fell asleep after a while.

Xiao Cheng stood in front of the bed, raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow, and lightly opened his thin lips: "You don't want your feet anymore?"

The voice was too low. The girl wrapped in quilt didn't hear it. She didn't open her eyes, but she mumbled subconsciously.

"Um…"

Hum?

Xiao Cheng stared at the little sleepy face on the bed, with an inexplicable smile at the corner of his eyes. He turned around and went back the way he came, opened the drawer and took out a small bottle full of medicinal smell.

 …

Bai Lu ate wontons for three days and her feet healed.

The price of sugar-roasted chestnuts in Pingcheng was set at six yuan yesterday when Wen Xiuyun and Yu Fugui came to pick up the goods.

Yu Fugui was worried at first that Bai Lu had not understood the prices in the city and would set the price too high.

 As soon as the price of six yuan was exported, I was immediately convinced. Even though she is young, she is far-sighted and wise, and knows how to do business in the long term.

Rather than just seeking quick money in the moment.

Wang Cuihua, whose life is difficult and has no money to buy salt, took a leave from Bai Lu yesterday and took a motorcycle to the city early in the morning in order to do a big business of selling sugar and roasted chestnuts.

 I spent 518 yuan to buy a brand new Phoenix brand 28 Dabang bicycle.

While I was still in the city, I asked the owner of a bicycle shop to teach me how to ride a bicycle for a whole day. Finally, the owner gave up the lesson and successfully learned the superb technique of riding a bicycle back home.

Xinzhen is the closest town to Pingcheng.

Wang Cuihua rode from sunset to dark, and finally rode her newly purchased 28-inch large bicycle home.

 Early the next morning, she rode her bicycle to Bai Lu's house and knocked on the door: "Bai Lu."

 “White dew, white dew.”

 “I’m here to get sugar and roast chestnuts.”

 “Hurry up and open the door.”

The knocking on the door kept ringing, like a reminder, without stopping, and the intensity was loud.

　　so far.

 After the door is opened.

The man's gloomy face was like the King of Yama who had come up from **** to harvest lives. His eyes swept across, like a cold knife, splitting the space and sweeping across eight hundred miles around.

Wang Cuihua felt like she had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and every part of her body hurt. She quickly moved her bicycle to the side.

 Don’t dare to block the middle of the gate anymore.

She likes Xiao Cheng, who is cold but has a normal face, not the King of Hell who is about to kill someone in front of him.

Wang Cuihua tried her best to keep the smile on her face, but her tongue couldn't control the trembling. She trembled and said, "I see it's almost dawn. Thinking that Bai Lu is usually so diligent, she must have gotten up early to fry the chestnuts. I have to come here early too." , just bring the sugar-roasted chestnuts to sell..."

“Brother Xiao Cheng also goes to work so early?”

 (End of this chapter)