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Chapter 451 Ginger is still old and spicy

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    "No, no" Deng Xiaojun regretted it after he opened his mouth. When he saw his mother staring at him, he immediately waved his hands: "I am, I, don't you have carrots that make people idiot? I will let some brothers play with me."  Go to Dad's"

    "You sent someone to ask your father for a piece of radish?" Li Xiuhong gasped.

    She originally thought that her son caused trouble again at school, but she didn't know it was this.

    Deng Xiaojun nodded embarrassingly.

    "You gave it?" Li Xiuhong turned to look at her man.

    Deng Youzhi also nodded.

    Seeing this, the old lady Deng silently handed the fire stick standing in the corner to her daughter-in-law: "Let's fight, eat quickly after beating."

    Ma Lianer and Zhang Xiu looked at each other blankly, and they wanted to persuade them, but Mrs. Deng instead persuaded them to eat.

    They are outsiders in the matter of educating children, so it is really not easy for them to intervene, so they just persuaded them a few words.

    So, when everyone was eating, Deng Youzhi's screams of being beaten came from Deng Youzhi's house.

    Moreover, there were sounds of children being beaten one after another.

    This is the case here in the family area. There are no children who are not mischievous. At the end of the day, there are at least a few families in the family area who beat up children. Everyone is not surprised.

    When Deng Xiaojun was beaten a few times, and hey ouch came to the table for dinner, Deng Youzhi seemed to wake up, and persuaded him: "There is no need to beat him, no Xiaojun, this radish stick has not been sold yet."

    "Why, I still have to thank him!"

    Li Xiuhong gave the man an angry look, "My son is stupid, how old are you, are you also stupid?"

    Deng Youzhi said embarrassingly: "The children who came to buy radish sticks today are all children from the mine. It was our Xiaojun who told the other children first, and they came to try it before paying for it."

    Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Deng Xiaojun, Mrs. Deng: "My good grandson is amazing!"

    After Li Xiuhong was surprised, she also boasted with a smile: "Sure, son, not bad."

    Deng Xiaojun looked at his grandma, and then at his mother who had just beaten himself. This would be the same as forgetting his mother, and he suddenly felt like a dumb person eating coptis.

    And when he saw his father who was taking a sip of wine, he couldn't help suspecting that his father didn't do it on purpose, right?

    Otherwise, why didn't you explain it just now?

    Of course, if his father hadn't told him, Deng Xiaojun would not have known that he was responsible for this.

    "Mom, then you beat me just now." Deng Xiaojun was aggrieved immediately, and then said immediately: "I don't care, I have to ask for three radish sticks!"

    "No!" Li Xiuhong refused without even thinking about it, and all three can be sold for a penny.

    "Mom, I have helped, why can't you give me three."

    "Then you also caused your father to eat a lot of carrots!"

    Deng Xiaojun: ""

    In the end, it was Ma Lianer and Zhang Xiu who opened their mouths and let Deng Xiaojun get three radish sticks.

    It was said that Deng Xiaojun was rewarded, and Li Xiuhong didn't feel sorry for her son, so naturally she didn't insist anymore.

    There is only three six yuan a day, so why not have one hundred and eight yuan in thirty days?

    Even if there are times when you sell less, there are times when you sell more.

    In this way, at night, everyone was so excited that they didn't fall asleep for a long time.

    Deng Youzhi breathed a sigh of relief. So far, it seems that he has lived up to the hopes of the villagers.

    the next day.

    Deng Youzhi went to the duty room with two jars of kimchi in his arms.

    Today I prepared four or five jars of radish strips. Of course, I will sell one jar first to see the situation.

    It was agreed that Zhang Xiu and Ma Lian'er would go to the boiler room to have a look in an hour. If the radish sticks are not enough, they can just go there with two jars.

    Do not underestimate the ability of children.

    Deng Youzhi had just taken over, and as soon as the old man on the night shift left, there was a long queue outside.

    The black and white are all children.

    Some people want to eat free radish slices, some took the money yesterday and didn¡¯t buy them, and most of them bought radish sticks today after entangled with their family and lingering for a long time.

    In short, a lot.

    Deng Youzhi didn't delay, quickly opened the jar and got busy.

    I saw that the discarded newspapers in the duty room were decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    At this time, no one thought about the unhygienic use of newspapers for hygiene, let alone buy something now tied with waste newspapers, but in the 1980s and 1990s, elementary school canteens sold snacks.Mouths are also wrapped in old newspapers, and students flock here, no one will think about whether the newspapers are not clean.

    Ma Lianer and Zhang Xiu found the boiler room in the direction taught by Deng Youzhi and Li Xiuhong, and found the duty room along the bustle.

    Before I got close, I saw a lot of children surrounded in front of the duty room, queuing up to buy radish sticks one by one.

    The people who bought it squeezed out, talking and laughing happily with the children who bought it earlier, and left eating carrot sticks.

    Ma Lian'er and Zhang Xiu looked at each other, and they were both surprised. They finally understood why the village head said that children and women were the main consumers when they entered the city.

    "It looks like it's definitely not enough."

    "That's definitely not enough."

    After the two finished talking, they turned around and went back, one of them carried a jar and came over to replenish Deng Youzhi.

    It is not a good thing to sell the boss in the duty room, after all, it is the place to work.

    So Deng Youzhi cleaned out an abandoned duty room in the back where there were few people, and let Ma Lian'er and Zhang Xiu sell it in the back.

    Here he is sending carrots.

    How can we hide the excitement here in the boiler room, after all, there are people coming and going, and there are so many children here for the first time.

    Knowing that Deng Youzhi led people from his wife's hometown to sell kimchi here, there must be some people talking about it, but everyone just talked about it, after all, who doesn't have a child, and their own children are also queuing up there to eat people's things for free.

    Human curiosity is so important.

    When a guy came to the boiler room to pick up a lunch box, he saw children crowded here to buy food, so he came over curiously to have a look.

    Although Deng Youzhi can taste it for free, the finger-sized radish pieces are not worth being squeezed into by big guys and children. They are afraid of being laughed at, so they turn to the back.

    After taking a look, I saw that each of these children showed a satisfied expression after eating the radish sticks, chattering happily, as if they had eaten something delicious.

    It made people greedy after seeing it, so some curious people bought three for a penny.

    "It's quite expensive."

    Even if they are not cooks, they can figure it out. One big radish can get twenty or thirty pieces, and you can get three pieces for a penny. If you calculate it, you can get at least a dime for one radish, but the radishes bought in non-staple food stores are the most expensive.  Three cents a catty.

    Holding the mood of trying something new, but when the adult who bought it took a bite, his eyes lit up.

    "Sweet and crunchy, this tastes good."

    Now that the weather is just hot, this bite is not appetizing.

    (I slept almost all day yesterday, if the injection can improve the problem of insomnia, it would be great.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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