Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

Sure enough, with Li Ming as a matchmaker, the meat joint factory easily agreed to Yang Zhu's request, and then paid a symbolic 10 yuan to buy 10% of the shares of Zhutou Trading;

So Yang Zhu's shares dropped from 60% to 55%, and Chen Xiang and Director Yan each diluted 2.5% of the shares.

However, with the shareholding of the meat joint factory, the rest of the work will be much easier. Chen Xiang and Director Yan will continue to carry out the next step without stopping, in order to suppress the malicious targeting of the Workers' Home in the market in the shortest possible time.

As for Yang Zhu, he can finally take a break for a while.

………………

"Hey, hey, little girl, how long has it been since that happened, can you stop showing that face?" Yang Zhu looked at Sima Qingcuo, who was busy walking around with a stern face, and scratched his head.

This girl has been treating her with this face ever since she came back from southern Yunnan;

If you say that she is angry and doesn't want to talk to you, the little girl still runs over to help me clean up the house every day, and doesn't leave after the work is done, just stay on the sofa and watch those bloody dramas;

But you said she forgave herself, not only did she not give herself a good face every day, but she would never take the initiative to speak to herself when she was on the sofa.

When Sima Qingcuo blushed when he heard Yang Zhu mention that matter, he couldn't help but feel resentment in his heart, he had suffered such a big loss, you would die if you apologized!He looks like he doesn't take it seriously all day long. Did he look down on himself one day and still look like this?

amount……

Oops, what am I thinking about! ?Bah bah bah!

Scratching his head, Yang Zhu thought for a while: "Why don't I treat you to a roast whole lamb as an apology?"

Well, I have to say that Liangshan's Qingyang is really delicious. Both myself and Lao Litou can kill a whole one.

The little girl pointed to the drool on Yang Zhu's mouth, and said angrily, "You want to eat it?"

Yang Zhu quickly wiped his mouth, and said haha: "Well...how about I take you to buy some clothes? Winter is coming soon, I don't think you have any suitable clothes, so I'll go and see what else you have If there are no mooncakes to sell, let’s make up for the Mid-Autumn Festival!”

Hearing what Yang Zhu said, the little girl was a little moved. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the two of them were still busy in southern Yunnan, and they had no time to celebrate the festival, and they didn't even eat moon cakes.You know, the Mid-Autumn Festival is her most important festival besides the Spring Festival.

Ok……

"You don't need to buy clothes. Winter clothes are very expensive, and there are very few winter clothes on the market now, so they must be expensive;" the little girl finally spoke up.

"However, it would be good to buy a few months of cakes to make up for the regret of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but I don't know if there are any bean paste stuffing." Sima Qingcuo seems to have a deep obsession with bean paste stuffing.

Seeing that the little girl was finally willing to take care of him, Yang Zhu, who felt the low air pressure and gradually drifting away from him, suddenly regained his spirits, and waved his hand: "Let's go, let's go to the Grand View Garden!"

………………

An hour later, Daguanyuan Commercial Center.

"Yang Zhu, I already said I won't buy winter clothes, let's go!" The little girl grabbed Yang Zhu's arm desperately. Since the hot spring incident, she changed her name to Yang Zhu, and she didn't know if it was a kind of Little revenge.

"It's already here, let's go in and have a look. Besides, the temperature in Quancheng is dropping so fast now, and there is no winter clothes. What should I do if I catch a cold?" Squatting on the ground, Sima Qingcuo led him away.

Are you kidding, his principle is to try to solve the problem once and for all, not to leave troubles behind, if you don't make this girl happy today, if you continue to put on a bad face for yourself tomorrow, is there any way to get through this day? ?

So, under the amazed eyes of countless people, Yang Zhu dragged the little girl into a down jacket specialty store abruptly.

"Boss, take off this down jacket and give this girl a try." Not long after, Yang Zhu fell in love with a beige long-length down jacket. He looked at the tag, and it said 100% duck down, but he didn't know if it was true. Fake.

"Yang Zhu, this dress costs more than 200 yuan. It's too expensive. Let's go!" The little girl approached Yang Zhu and whispered.

Yang Zhu rolled his eyes, do you think we still ate steamed buns with free vegetable soup half a year ago?It's time to change your money-picking habit.

I didn't bother to pay attention to her at the moment, and directly patted the clothes handed over by the boss into the little girl's arms: "Hurry up, try changing it on."

Under the gaze of the boss with a hint of a smile, the little girl was embarrassed to say anything, and walked into the fitting room holding the down jacket aggrieved.

After a while, a graceful woman came out feeling uncomfortable: "Yang, Yang Zhu, why don't you give it up, I feel a little uncomfortable wearing it."

Yang Zhu looked at the girl's good figure that couldn't be concealed by the down jacket, and nodded. This down jacket is a slim fit, and it's normal for a little girl not used to it, so he said to the boss: "Is this brand a slim fit? ? If you want the same color, try another one.”

………………

three hours later.

The two returned to Yang Zhu's dormitory with a bunch of things in their bags.

"I said I don't want a down jacket. You insist on buying it. It costs 289 yuan. The things in Daguanyuan are too expensive, and the ones on the street are only eighty or ninety yuan." The little girl pouted her lips and chattered with pain nagging.

"Please, down jackets also depend on the quality. 100% duck down is only less than 300 yuan, I think it's worth it." Thinking of the tens of thousands of pure duck down jackets in later generations, Yang Zhu really didn't think the clothes were expensive.

Seeing what the little girl wanted to say, Yang Zhu interrupted her directly: "Just tell me, is it comfortable to wear, and do you like the style?... Tell the truth!"

After hesitating for a moment, the little girl nodded in embarrassment.

Yang Zhu shrugged: "That's right, people, you have to be nice to yourself, don't wrong yourself when you eat and dress. Besides, money is a bastard, keep earning after spending it all!"

Seeing what Yang Zhu said, the little girl wrinkled her little nose in dissatisfaction. This guy is good everywhere, but he spends too much money.

"It's a pity, there are no mooncakes for sale now, so I can only make them myself." Yang Zhu took out the newly bought oven, all-purpose flour and various fillings from the plastic bag, and began to roll up his sleeves.

"Huh? Yang Zhu, you know how to make moon cakes?" The little girl looked in disbelief, this guy obviously doesn't even cook.

"Tch, how strange, this high official is also a young man who grew up under the red flag, and he can't even make moon cakes?"

"Don't come here, is there any inevitable connection between Siyou youth and being able to make moon cakes?"

"Do you know which Siyou is?"

"Who doesn't know this? There are ideals, morality, culture, and discipline!"

"Wrong, it's money, a house, a car, and cooking skills!"

"...I'm suddenly curious about who your political teacher is, and if you're mad at him."

"Hahaha, hurry up and help, boil the salted duck eggs, and then peel off the yolk."

"Huh? Why are you cooking salted duck eggs now?"

"Isn't that nonsense? Of course it's used to make mooncake stuffing. This is a classic way in Guangdong and Guangxi."

"Um... are you sure it's delicious?"

"That must be delicious!"

"Then you don't plan to use these hams to make mooncake fillings, do you?"

"Congratulations, you got the answer right. The diced ham and some sugar are used as fillings. This is the secret recipe for Yunnan-style mooncakes!"

"So... is it a secret recipe that even you know?"

"Hiss~! Little girl, you have learned to be a bad student, and you have learned to mock people!"

"It's black if you're close to ink. If I stay with you every day, I also feel that I have fallen."

………………

two hours later.

The two with tired hands and feet looked at the pile of food on the table in blank dismay.

"Well, Yang Zhu, are you sure this is a mooncake?" The little girl looked at the crooked items on the plate with suspicion.

"Eh... there is no mold, it's normal to look ugly." Yang Zhu laughed.

"It doesn't matter if they look awkward, but... are you sure they can be eaten?" The little girl pointed at the baked black skin, seriously expressing her distrust.

"Hmm... It's a bit mushy, but at least it proves that these mooncakes are cooked!" A guy who touched the oven for the first time in two lifetimes explained forcefully.

The little girl swallowed her saliva, picked up a fat starfish-like moon cake, and after confirming that it was filled with red bean paste from the black flying mark on the surface, she mustered up all her courage and bit her mouth lightly.

"Ah... so bitter!" The little girl said with a bitter face.

"How can bean paste be bitter?" Yang Zhu looked at her suspiciously, then grabbed it and put it in his mouth to bite.

then……

"Bah~ bah!" Yang Zhu spat out the contents of his mouth vigorously. It seemed that it had been roasted too hard, and it was already a little carbonized. It was really bitter!

"You can't eat these mooncakes anymore, so throw them away!" Yang Zhu looked depressed. After working hard all afternoon, did he come up with such crap?

"No!" The little girl stretched out her arms to protect the mooncakes on the plate.

"Hey, hey, little girl, are you going to make fun of me? These things are not for human food, get out of the way, I'll throw them away!" The more Yang Zhu looked at those mooncakes, the more unpleasant they became.

"No! These mooncakes are the fruit of our hard work for several hours. What a pity to lose them!? Besides, the outer skin is not edible, just tear off and eat the bottom!" The little girl insisted.

"Okay, but let's talk about it first, if you eat up your stomach, it's none of my business!" Yang Zhu shrugged.

The little girl shook her head, then snatched half of the mooncake from Yang Zhu's hand, carefully tore off the outer layer of black skin, put the rest into her mouth, and chewed with satisfaction.

Looking at the little girl's appearance, Yang Zhu didn't take it seriously at first, but after seeing her strip two or three in a row, he finally couldn't help being curious, and ignored the little girl's angry eyes, snatched a peeler from her hand. The skinny mooncake took a bite.

Ok……

There is still a bit of a burnt taste, but at least it is not bitter. The bean paste filling is a bit too sweet, and the ham filling is too salty, so it is barely edible.

However, the first time I made moon cakes, I was able to reach the level of eating...

Wow, I am indeed a genius!

On the other side, Sima Qingcuo looked at the smug Yang Zhu, pouted, and took a mooncake and peeled it.

Feeling the strange taste of the mooncake in her mouth, the little girl looked at the crescent moon that had just risen outside the window.

Ok,

Although the moon is not round now,

The man in front of me who was celebrating the festival with me was bad and of bad quality, he took advantage of others and refused to apologize;

but……

with him,

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is very happy...