Crossing the Book: The Vicious Female Supporting Woman Was Whitewashed by Fighting with the System

Qi Shu was pleasantly surprised when he heard the rune music, and Zhao Ling raised his eyebrows in interest.

Fu Wenle was a little stunned, then showed admiration and said: "I didn't know that Brother Qi had won the title of scholar before. We talked for a while on the way here, and I was surprised to find that Brother Qi is very knowledgeable. Now that I think about it carefully, let alone this scholar, he is a scholar.

Brother Qi deserves it too."

If a scholar wins the exam, he or she has one foot in the official career.

For a student from a poor family like Qi Shu, getting such an evaluation from Fu Wenle is already considered very high.

But Qi Shu just smiled peacefully and didn't say anything.

Fu Wenle felt that Qi Shu was probably embarrassed, but in Zhao Ling's eyes, it was... not worth mentioning.

That kind of smile is like an adult indulging a child in making noises, and all the talents and talents are worthless things that he steps on.

Zhao Ling thought about this thought, was silent, and turned to look at the shampoo in the room.

Just now Fu Wenle had seen it, picked out the flavors and smelled them. He liked them all, so he said to Zhao Ling: "I said before that I would take twenty cans because I wanted to give them to my mother and sisters in the house. But.

Now that we are here, why not take away fifty tubes!"

After Zhao Ling was surprised, he kindly reminded him: "Master Fu, this is not like food that can be eaten in three or two days. Under normal use, one tube can last nearly two months."

Take fifty tubes, how long will this last?

Fu Wenle seemed to have guessed what Zhao Ling was thinking, and shook his head with a smile and explained: "My mother likes this thing, and there are many women in the family. Everyone gets one point, and fifty tubes are not enough. Besides, this shampoo is not only

If women use it, we men can use it too.”

Zhao Ling: "...Yes, Mr. Fu's family is really a big one."

There are many people.

If his father had many aunts and many daughters, then fifty barrels would not be enough.

And Fu Wenle is right, shampoo does not distinguish between men and women, only the smell.

If it weren't for Fu Wenle's special emphasis, Zhao Ling himself would have almost excluded men as customers.

You know, the two flavors of mint and mugwort were the ones she specially provided to male customers.

Zhao Ling then said: "Ten portions of each of the five flavors?"

But Fu Wenle shook his head and said, "For mint and mugwort, take five tubes each. For osmanthus and jasmine, get fifteen tubes each, and for gardenia, ten tubes."

Zhao Ling listened to his arrangement and then thought about the stall sales in the town today. He found that many women loved the scent of osmanthus and jasmine, and most of the little girls liked the scent of gardenia.

As for men, they don’t have many choices, as long as they smell clean.

After Fu Wenle finished speaking, Zhao Ling began to load the goods, and Zhao Xiaohe also quickly stepped forward to help.

When Qi Shu saw this, he took Xiao Hua aside and invited Fu Wen Le to wander around.

After everything was loaded and loaded onto the carriage, it was time for lunch. Seeing that Fu Wenle was hesitant to speak, Zhao Ling simply said: "I just had my meat cut in town. If Mr. Fu doesn't mind it, why don't you stay and eat it?"

Let’s eat before we leave.”

Fu Wenle actually wanted to move. He was already hungry before, but he was too embarrassed to speak.

Now that Zhao Ling was trying to persuade him to stay, it was natural for him to stay.

Zhao Ling glanced at Qi Shu and saw that he was in good condition and not seriously ill, so he asked him to continue entertaining people, and he and Zhao Xiaohe entered the kitchen.

Zhao Ling's cooking skills were not as good as Zhao Xiaohe's, so he consciously helped others nearby. The two of them were busy calculating today's harvest.

Zhao Ling made a rough estimate in his mind and said: "Although some people buy too much and we will give them two or three cents, the shampoos they brought today are all sold out. In general, you can get at least three cents of money."

"

When he heard that there were three coins, Zhao Xiaohe's breath froze.

Zhao Ling smiled and said: "Qi Xiucai also helped a lot this time. I told him before that he would get 10% of the money from the sale. So out of the three coins, I have to give him three hundred coins. Do you have any objection?"

Zhao Xiaohe waved his hands repeatedly and whispered with some shame: "I took advantage of my sister-in-law. Logically speaking, I should get 10%, and you and your uncle should share the remaining money equally."

"There is no way to settle accounts like this." Zhao Ling washed the vegetables and put them on the chopping board, then turned to look at Zhao Xiaohe.

"We formed a partnership first, and he came later. No matter how we are divided, we will definitely be given priority. Besides, we picked the things. You work so hard, and you deserve whatever you get."

These words made Zhao Xiaohe feel even more ashamed. Thinking of all the previous suspicions about Zhao Ling, he felt his face flush with shame.

Everyone in the live broadcast room also praised Zhao Ling.

[Xiao Zhao is a principled person and will not turn his back on money]

[If we seek truth from facts, it is indeed Xiaohe who took advantage]

[Yes, but both of them are humble and working hard]

[Ah, I just like girls like this, they make each other successful]

[So is it okay to take CP from aunt and nephew? I really like them both now]

[I also like Wuwuwu so much that I have become a fan of Xiao Zhaolu]

[Like it, I want to call Xiao Zhao]

[House Manager: Thank you "Two Oriole Birds" for sending the cake to the host, show your love~]

[House Manager: Thank you "Two Oriole Birds" for sending flowers to the host, thank you~]

[Now that everyone has changed, let’s increase the popularity of Xiao Zhao’s live broadcast room again? 】

[You should be rewarded for being popular, learn from Miss Oriole!]

[I don’t have any money at the moment. I will praise our classmate Xiao Zhao after my salary is paid]

【……】

Zhao Ling had never cooked much before, so compared to Zhao Xiaohe who was very skilled in cooking, it was as if their identities had been swapped. She became the junior, and Zhao Xiaohe became the elder.

Zhao Xiaohe waved the spatula in front of the stove, while Zhao Ling handed out salt and seasonings, and started the fire.

Zhao Ling didn't know how the other party cooked. They all looked like very common steps. Zhao Ling could follow along and learn them step by step, but the taste was just different.

What Zhao Xiaohe makes is delicious.

This is probably the ability given to the heroine in the world of the book, and no one else can compare with it.

After a few dishes are ready, the rice in another pot is also ready.

This is the first time that the Qi family has eaten serious rice in several months. Although there is some brown rice in it, it is still real rice, completely different from the porridge in the past.

Zhao Ling took the table and put it in the shade under the tree. Zhao Xiaohe also brought out the dishes. As soon as he greeted Fu Wenle, he saw Liu Wenhui walking in from the gate.

She probably saw the carriage parked outside the gate. After she came in, she looked around and finally stopped at Fu Wenle.

Fu Wenle was playing with Xiao Hua. Although he had no airs, he could not hide his rich air. Liu Wenhui's face became friendly to the naked eye.

Even the voice was as gentle as water: "Shur, are there guests at home?"