My Wife is From a Thousand Years Ago

  Chapter 270 Buy my dried sweet potatoes, we are friends

  "Students should look at each other for three days."

  Jiang He very eagerly divided the dried sweet potato into a part. For this reason, she also bought a small scale-not an electronic one, but a weighing rod and a small weighing mound.

  Occasionally she would put it up to weigh the vegetables that she usually bought, to see if the boss had anything to do with her, lacking a catty or something.

  There is a mixture of fish and dragons in the vegetable market. There is nothing wrong with it. I have to guard against it. Although it is not good to go back to find something after returning to the weighing and finding that it is missing, I will not buy it next time. In this way, you can also know which vegetable stall owner is honest and which one is wicked.

  Being the boss now, of course, I can’t be wicked. Jiang He weighed out a pound carefully, then added a little more, packed it in a bag, and happily followed Xu Qing to mail it, and then paid a postage there, no loss or no profit.

  She is not happy anymore.

   "Why?!" Jiang He felt wrong, why express delivery is so expensive.

   "It's treated as charity." Xu Qing was glad that he did not gouge himself.

  "The express fee is so expensive that it is not a loss. If it is farther and more expensive, you will have to pay for it!"

   "Well... Generally speaking, people sign a contract, and the quantity is large, and there is a discount for sending things. You can reduce the cost as much as possible, or let the buyer pay the postage."

  Xu Qing didn’t expect that she would really start selling this gadget. After thinking about it, she said, “You can sell it in the same city, and you can pay for the postage in the far place. I’ll help you deliver it.”

"It can only be this way……"

   Regarding the commercial plan of dried sweet potatoes, Jiang He was not halfway through his business and fell apart.

  "My sweet potato..."

   "Okay, let's save the dried sweet potatoes for yourself. Just keep playing the game."

   Xu Qing comforted her, now his mentality is different from yesterday.

  Daughter-in-law wants to make money, which is a good thing.

  Hey.

  Before he was regarded as an unmarried daughter-in-law, but after receiving the certificate, he felt different. Jiang He stood here in silence for her sweet potato. He, the husband, must find a way to comfort him.

  At night, Xu Wenbin called.

   "Have you got the certificate?"

   "Yes, the ID card has been used for so long, otherwise I will get it early."

   "Your mother said you want three to five million?"

   "Do you give it?"

   "Nonsense!"

   "That's it."

  "……"

   After a moment of silence, Xu Wenbin said over there, “I have to go have a meal with this matter? By the way, I have time to discuss the wedding.”

   "It seems so." Xu Qing said in a deep voice.

   "I didn't mean that...you should have considered it. Now you are just getting a certificate, and you will get a wedding banquet in the future, right?"

   "Well, that's it."

   "That..." Xu Wenbin felt fascinated over there, what did the two of them say?

   "I got married for the first time, and I don't understand this." Xu Qing said, "Have a meal...just have a meal together, find a better place, the four of us, the lobster and hairy crabs are arranged."

   "That's it..."

  Xu Wenbin held the phone with a steady voice, but he was also a little panicked.

  His son is also getting married for the first time, he doesn’t understand either!

  Things are making trouble... This was originally discussed by the two families, but Jiang He was alone--

  Without any consultation, he is also his son’s first marriage, so he’s got a mess!

  Xu Wenbin stood on the balcony, lit a cigarette, and looked up at night, wishing to pull Xu Qing over and have a fight.

  Why do you mess up like this?

  How can you mess up like this? !

  I used to go to get off work and work as usual, and I came back to have a warm meal. The day has passed, but I just picked up the bowl today...

married?

   Son married?

  What a mess!

  Xu Wenbin's cigarette **** between his fingers is indeterminate, and small red dots are shining in the dark.

  He doesn't smoke very much, he only smokes one occasionally, and sometimes he does not smoke for several days when he is busy.

   "What's the matter?" Zhou Suzhi asked him when he hung up the phone.

   "What's the matter? Have you ever asked for this after obtaining the certificate?"

"That is how the matter?"

"Let's look at giving, giving less and losing face, giving more... He happily went on, he was much better than his own words, and you can't take them seriously if they get married-it's still your initiative. It was not what he asked for. This kid ghost, Jiang He is alone. Anyway, they belong to the young couple."

  "……"

   "How much is appropriate?"

  "If he is not satisfied, he still has to think about asking for my car." Xu Wenbin was disheartened.

  Xu Qing, this guy is cheap.

   "She doesn't have a maiden family, you are her maiden family. That kid just meant it. It would be better for you to be missing? When they come over, Jiang He will call his mother and dad, don't you blush?"

  ……

  The first snowfall was very late, and it didn't fall until the end of January.

  The cold wind was blowing, carrying snow particles into people's necks, Qin Hao shrank his neck and rode a small electric donkey on the street, with bunches of flowers in the basket.

  At the door of the convenience store, he checked the time, twisted his neck and looked around, then walked forward for a while. Then he turned the car around, looked at the direction of the convenience store entrance, took the phone to find Xiaoli, and smirked.

   "Get off work soon, right?"

  A street away.

  Wang Zijun drove the car slowly, the co-pilot got on a big belly woman, took the sour plum and ate it, pinched one out and handed it over, but Wang Zijun turned his head and refused.

   "If you don't eat, I will eat it myself."

   "Eat yours, I don’t like it... Do you want to eat egg-filled pie?"

   "Don't eat." Song Hui couldn't understand how this rich second generation with so many industries in the family would love to eat the egg-filled biscuits on the roadside so much.

   "Then I'll buy one. You can wait here."

  Wang Zijun stopped the car and ran off, rubbing his hands and said: "A pie, add an egg, and green onion and coriander." At the end, he turned around and asked: "You really don't want it?"

   "Don't!"

  "Do you want to roast sweet potatoes?"

   "No! I'm a pregnant woman, don't eat messy food!"

   "Affectionate."

  The prince chuckled, staring at the roasted sweet potatoes beside him, tangled for a moment or gave up.

  The snow particles will melt as soon as they fall, which is far from the point of accumulation.

  Xu Qing stood by the window sill at home, looking at the people outside, opened the window, a cold wind came in, and quickly closed it.

  The house is warm like spring, so you should lie down at home in this kind of weather.

  Because of the heating, the **** seedlings next to the TV are still green. They were already very lush before. Later, because they grew too fast, they were picked up by Jiang He and cut in half and used for cooking. Fresh **** is good for the human body.

  Winter melon has also entered the winter mode. Every day I am lazy, I like to lie on my stomach next to the heater, with two claws retracted under the belly, squinting to enjoy the heating.

  When I was wandering, I could only tremble in a corner where I didn’t know. It’s great to have a home.

   Jiang He was not at home, and went out to stroll with Gong Ping. It seemed that there was no change after marriage—maybe getting a certificate is not a real marriage in her consciousness.

In Xu Qing's heart, he is now truly married and has left his unmarried status. As a husband, he needs to do more and share the housework at home, such as taking care of the flowers and plants. The pot of lavender seems to be about to sprout. Arch it a bit.

  Pour some water, and a green sprout came out. Xu Qing took a closer look, took a picture and sent it to Jiang He.

   Jiang He, who was wandering in the mall with Gong Ping, took out his phone and took a look, with a smile on his face.

  "Your husband sent it?"

  "……"

   Jiang He sighed. He was still a boy and girl friend, and he became a husband in Gong Ping’s mouth.

  Ah yes, I have already obtained the certificate.

  It’s just that the weather is good to get the certificate, and I haven’t gotten married yet.

  There was a cashmere plaid scarf around his neck and a thick down jacket. It was a little hot in the mall. Jiang He pulled the scarf to relax.

Gong Ping next to    was wearing long boots, and a piece of cotton-added bare-legged artifact was exposed. The open-breasted windbreaker was much more beautiful than her tightly wrapped look.

  More anti-freezing than this martial artist himself.

   Jiang He is very impressed.

  But I think about it again. Now I go out and take a car, and I will go to a shopping mall or a milk tea shop when I get off. I will not stay outside for too long and it will not be too cold.

  "When will you have your wedding?"

   "It's still very early, no matter what, you have to buy a house first." Jiang He said, this is what Xu Qing said, for the wedding to live in a new house.

   "Buy another set...I really envy it."

  “Where is it, the one who lives now is his parents’, not ours, we have to wait a long time on our own, you are the best.”

   "Sooner or later."

  Gong Ping doesn’t have as many thoughts as her, what’s not at home.

  Go to a nearby shop and hold a cup of milk tea. The two of them are strolling between the shops. Jiang He wants to buy a hat for Xu Qing. The inch will be cold in winter.

  "Hello, can you add a WeChat message?"

  Two good-looking girls walking together, it is always easy to attract attention, but there are very few who have the courage to run over, and they were met today.

   Jiang He held the milk tea to his side. In front of him was a young guy in a brown coat. He was holding a mobile phone. When she saw her, his hand was shaking, and the screen was a QR code.

  She was startled and said: "Speak to me?"

   "Uh... yes."

  Gong Ping almost laughed, and looked at the poor guy with pity.

  Everyone is married...Her husband is still a ruthless man who practices sword dancing every day. He once slapped people on the ground and slapped them, and even the automatic beverage machine was knocked down into a pit.

   Even if she doesn’t get married, based on her understanding of Jiang He’s character, she won’t bother with this kind of conversation.

  Jiang He pulled the fluffy scarf, thought for a while and said, "Okay."

  She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and scanned it, adding her friends.

   "Hey..." Gong Ping was surprised for a moment, and couldn't help but speak out.

   "Huh?" Jiang He looked sideways.

"It's nothing."

  Gong Ping shook her head, watched the two add friends, blinked, and took out the phone and said to the boy: "Do you want to add me?"

  "……"

  The guy was stunned for a moment. He didn’t expect that there would be such a good thing. He glanced at Jiang He and hesitated: "Um... well, make a friend."

   Exchanged WeChat messages, Jiang He continued to hold milk tea, and walked forward with Gong Ping.

   "Why add him?" Gong Ping saw the man walking away and got closer, "I thought you would refuse."

  She added this person just to see what is special about this person, so that Jiang He, the married man, did not refuse.

   "Add a friend, why refuse?" Jiang He asked.

   "Well... this is obviously just to strike up a conversation."

   "Are you talking?"

   "Sure." Gong Ping complained. I didn't expect that you, a quiet fellow, would do such a thing...

   "Can't catch me again."

  Jiang He took his mobile phone and said hello to the person who had just joined.

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   A series of seven or eight pictures of dried sweet potatoes were sent out.

   "Why do you want to buy sweet potatoes? Free shipping in the same city"

  Go to the right: "???"

"Uh……"

  Gong Ping suddenly froze when she saw her operation.

  Okay, I thought she had given up long ago. She only sold it twice in the live broadcast room and didn't mention it again. It turned out to be a transfer of positions.

   "I still have a big bag of dried sweet potatoes. I bought too much." Jiang He sighed sadly.

   "I'm thinking about the psychological shadow area of ​​that person just now." Gong Ping said silently.

   "If he buys it, let Xu Qing deliver him to the door. Anyway, Xu Qing is fine all day long. Letting him move around and staying at home all day is not good for his health."

  Jiang He nodded the phone with his finger, and took a sip of milk tea in his other hand. Kumquat lemon couldn't be hot, so he could only choose the red bean milk cap like Gong Ping.

  Xiaohe Miao: "It's all made by hand, and it is guaranteed that there are no additives"

  Go on the right: "Um...no, do you do this?"

  Xiao He Miao: "Otherwise, why sell it. You can eat it for a long time as a snack, have you eaten it?

  Go on the right: "Have never eaten"

  Xiao He Miao: "Then you have to taste it even more. Although it looks bad, they are all dried manually. You will know it once you eat it."

  Xiao He Miao: "You can get a discount if you want."

  Go on the right: "I just want to make friends"

  Xiao He Miao: "Buy my dried sweet potatoes, we are friends."

  Xiao He Miao: "Good things are to share with friends, right?"

  ‘Go to the right to enable friend verification. You are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. After the other party has passed the verification, you can chat. ’

  "He deleted me." Jiang He shook his head regretfully. It was so difficult to do business, and Xu Qing's crow's mouth was hit again.

  The consequence of selling dried sweet potatoes is to save a lot of them to eat.

  Crow's mouth...

   "It's normal to delete it." Gong Ping was speechless, and someone came to strike up a conversation, but let someone buy you dried sweet potatoes.

  A fool will buy it.

   "Well, if the express delivery was not so expensive, it would be great. My business plan would be the first step successfully."

  "What business plan?" Gong Ping didn't expect that she still had this kind of thing, and said with great interest: "Let's listen to it?"

  "Trade secrets, what should I do if you stole them?"

  "嘁……"

   "Hey, come and have a look, this hat is good." Jiang He pulled her into the shop.

  The phone vibrated, Gong Ping took it out to see that it was the person just now.

  Go on the right: "Hello"

  Gong Ping took a look at Jiang He with her mobile phone, holding back a smile.

  The beautiful yogurt girl: "Why do you want to buy sweet potatoes? Free shipping in the same city."

  Go on the right: "……"

  Two neuroses!

  The young man took a deep breath, turned his head and saw the nearby supermarket, went in and looked for it, spent five yuan to buy a beautifully packaged dried sweet potato, paid for it, and took a picture and sent it to Gong Ping.

  Go on the right: "I have it myself! I just want to make friends"

  ‘The yogurt girl has turned on friend verification. You are not his (her) friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. After the other party has passed the verification, you can chat. ’

  In the aisle, a guy in a brown coat looked at the sweet potato in his hand in a daze.

  Why should I buy this stuff?

   Eat a ghostly dried sweet potato!

  (End of this chapter)