Rebirth Seventy Silly Wife, She Has a Space of Fortune

In most rural areas today, each family has one household registration.

There are seven children under a father, and these seven children are in one book, and food and clothing are also included together. Those who can make trouble will get more benefits, and those who are honest and unfavored will suffer more. There is always something wrong with a big family.

A family that suffers.

She suddenly remembered that although Shen Junshan's files had been transferred and the new household registration book had been issued, the old household registration book of her hometown had never been seen, and she was afraid it was still hanging in the old Shen's house.

It took a year for Jin Guizhi to come here to make trouble. I'm afraid she had already used her old household registration to make profits.

"If you really need to do something, I can't let you go alone."

She put her arms around Shen Junshan's neck and touched his head tenderly: "You are as cute as a little white rabbit. How could I throw you into the wolf's den? I will go with you."

Shen Junshan: "Jiaojiao..."

It was the first time he heard someone say that he was a little white rabbit, and the tip of his nose felt inexplicably sore.

His right hand came up tremblingly, and when he was three to five centimeters away from her, he hesitated again.

Han Jiaojiao had already felt the warmth of his palm, and when she saw him biting his lips shyly, and was stunned for a long time without making a move, she was so anxious that she cursed him in her heart.

Han Jiaojiao deliberately leaned back and finally put her hand on his, feeling Shen Junshan twitching like electricity.

She smiled: "You work hard, I'll go to the mall to buy something for them, and then go to the restaurant to book a table."

"We also need to prepare sugar and melon seeds. They will be needed when we go back. I will give you some money."

"Need not."

Han Jiaojiao stopped him and pushed him back on the chair: "I have money, just work with peace of mind. Come on!"

Han Jiaojiao bent down and kissed him gently on the cheek, then immediately left the dumb Shen Junshan behind and ran away.

Shen Junshan's eyes suddenly brightened again...

Han Jiaojiao took a car to the only shopping mall in the county, a small two-story building built like a warehouse.

The first floor is filled with various snacks and snacks. Anyone who needs to run errands to buy candies or buy peanuts and melon seeds for the holidays must come here.

The second floor is filled with daily necessities, clothes, bedding, etc. There is also a field next to it where some home appliances are for sale.

Han Jiaojiao walked around and saw these snacks, but she had no appetite. The prices were not low, and the pigmented candies cost money, so they were not cost-effective at all.

She saw cellophane for sale nearby.

There are also people who knead white sugar into small candies and then buy wrapping paper to wrap them up.

Han Jiaojiao had another idea and bought a stack of cellophane.

After shopping here, she went to the state-owned hotel.

The hotel staff didn't even raise their eyes when they saw a girl walking in.

"Go out without eating and don't disturb our business."

Han Jiaojiao ignored her and ran to the front desk to find the price list: "Good guy, a tortoise costs six yuan, so expensive!"

The ones she bought a few days ago are still growing in a pot, and they only cost less than two yuan.

Although four yuan is not much to her, but think about it from another perspective, four yuan can save a family of five for more than half a month, so it is expensive.

The clerk rolled his eyes at her and said sarcastically: "If you can't afford it, don't eat it. No one will force you to go out."

“It’s expensive, let’s not say it is expensive.”

The clerk impatiently threw the sweat-absorbent cloth around his neck on the table: "What do you know? The storefront is not money, and employees don't want profits? Eat if you can afford it, and get out if you can't afford it!"

As soon as the clerk finished yelling, the chef inside came out with a large iron plate of food.

It was okay not to look at it, but she felt uncomfortable after looking at it: "Is this what you cook? If you opened your own shop, it would have closed down long ago. It's so dark that you have no appetite at all. I can cook better than this with my eyes closed."

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"Little girl, don't make trouble for me!"

"I'm not looking for trouble, I'll give you money."

Han Jiaojiao put five dollars on the table: "I will bring vegetables and seasonings this afternoon and cook them myself. I only need to borrow your space and one table will be enough."

The clerk and the cook were both confused.

I have never encountered this operation before and cannot understand it.

Han Jiaojiao: "You don't have to do anything and you're not happy just to earn five yuan? Take it, it'll be an advantage for you!"

She forced the money to the clerk. Their restaurant also does processing, and the processing fee is indeed much cheaper.

But I have never met anyone who only needs a venue and doesn’t even need a cook.

This little girl can’t be a fool!

Han Jiaojiao hummed a little tune and went to the vegetable market, and bought some side dishes. When she got home, she cleaned up a few side dishes, picked them and sealed them in a food bag. She picked up seven or eight eggs and put them in a basket.

, ready to be made into a hook.

I took the pork from the space, sliced ​​it into shreds, mixed it with cornstarch, added a little light soy sauce and oil, and sealed it in a food bag after it was evenly mixed.

She prepared four vegetarian dishes, one soup, two stir-fries with meat, and two hard dishes.

Han Jiaojiao took out the roasted chicken directly from the space and got a fresh seabass. She turned to look at the turtle in the basin and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm good at my craftsmanship and I will make it delicious for you."

Han Jiaojiao had never killed a turtle before, so she fumbled for a long time before draining the blood, and then slowly chopped it into a suitable size, keeping the shell for later use.

Then peel a lot of raw garlic for later use and prepare the required special seasonings.

It was already past one in the afternoon last night, and Han Jiaojiao went to take a walk around the space.

Many items in bulk supermarkets are imported and cannot be bought here at all. Most of the domestic products are products that appeared later. It seems that only White Rabbit is more suitable.

She took two packs of White Rabbit, tore open the outer packaging, poured the candies inside into a plastic bag, and then found some good fruit hard candies. This kind was hard to find, but luckily they were still here.

Han Jiaojiao tore off the outer packaging, took out the cellophane she bought in advance and rolled the fruit candies in one by one.

One, two... fifty or sixty candies are spread on the table. When illuminated by the sun, the light refracted is gorgeous and gentle.

Han Jiaojiao smiled, took two and put them in her pocket: "One for Ah Fang and one for Junshan."

Han Jiaojiao put the things she had prepared in the vegetable basket, but now she realized that she couldn't put them down at all and it was quite heavy.

Then she turned over the bamboo basket again, hid the meat and fish at the bottom, and covered it with vegetables.

I arrived at the small kitchen on time at three o'clock in the afternoon, and started cooking the big dishes, steaming, frying, and grilling them. The restaurant's chef was stunned by the operation.

Chef: "This girl has practiced, she has practiced! Go and ask her where she works now. Let's get someone here. The restaurant's business will definitely be booming!"

Store clerk: "It looks like the hair is not fully grown, can you come?"

The chef was anxious: "You don't care how old she is, as long as her skills are good, who wouldn't die of hunger just because of the aroma?"

The clerk nodded, his mouth watering.

"Help with the food!"

Han Jiaojiao poured out the farm-style stir-fried pork and shouted to others to serve the food.

Shen Junshan stood upright at the door of the kitchen with a distressed expression.

His wife was sweating profusely and standing in front of the big stove with her face flushed. The spatula in her hand seemed heavier than hers. She used her slender arms to turn the pot over and over, which made him worried every time.