The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

　　 It was not four o'clock in the morning, when the genius was bright, Jiang Chan sat up. She didn't fall asleep all night, so she wanted to go to town to see if she could have some luck today.

　　 If she gets up late, Wang will definitely stop her from going. Wang looked at her tightly. Jiang Chan wanted to go out and could only quietly ran out before Wang was up.

　　 After pressing the well in the courtyard and washing his face, Jiang Chan pushed open the courtyard door and went to town. The original owner had been to the town. After she later married an old widower, she often went to the town to sell firewood in order to survive.

　　 Jiang Chan walked towards the town in accordance with the memory of the original owner. After all, she was young and fast. Even so, it took two hours to reach her destination, which shows how remote the Jiang family is.

　　 Jiang Chan came here in early winter, and it was still dark after six o'clock at this point. There are not many pedestrians on the road, but the breakfast stall is open.

　　 stood in front of the stall and looked at the owner's buns, Jiang Chan sniffed uncomfortably. It was really the instinctive reaction of this body. The original owner had never eaten buns in his life, but Jiang Miao, the original owner's eldest brother, was able to eat quite well.

　　 The youngest Jiang Xing sometimes gracious and behaved and can be divided into some. Only the original owner is exhausted every day. He wakes up earlier than the chickens and sleeps later than the dogs, but it turns out to be the hardest one in the family.

Jiang Chan's mouth pulled up a cold smile, then glanced at the white meat buns, and then left without looking back, only the stall owner was yelling: "Baozi, the newly released buns, one article It's money."

　　 Throwing behind the hawks of the vendors along the way, Jiang Chan kept walking along the way, and quickly walked the most prosperous street in this town.

　　 is said to be the most prosperous, but in fact it is not comparable to modern times. After wandering around like this, seeing that there are no people on the street right now, Jiang Chan simply stopped and leaned on one wall casually.

　　 She lowered her eyebrows, her mind was empty, thinking about what to do next. The place where she is standing now happens to be at the back door of a restaurant, and the back kitchen of the restaurant has gradually started to move.

　　 There are two wooden barrels on one side of the back door, and a few stray dogs circling around the back door. Suddenly the door creaked open, and a chubby man walked out and waved at the stray dogs. The stray dogs were fed in the next second.

　　 Jiang Chan frowned and thought for a long time, and gradually got an idea in his heart. She walked around to the main entrance of the restaurant. At this time, the sky was gradually brightening, and the number of pedestrians on the street gradually increased.

　　The restaurant is already open, and there is a small second who is cleaning the tables and benches. Seeing Jiang Chan coming in, Xiao Er from the shop greeted him with a busy smile: "Is my brother going to the top or staying in the store?"

　　 Jiang Chan was taken aback, brother? Only then did she remember that she was in a hurry to go out, and her clothes on the floor were dusty and short, plus she didn't know how to comb her hair, just got a ponytail.

　　 Especially since she has a small body and chestless butt, it is excusable for Xiao Er to mistake her for a little brother.

　　 Jiang Chan felt a little flustered, but his face was tight. She sternly said: "I'm not a tip or staying in a shop, I'm looking for your shopkeeper."

　　 Xiaoer, who was seventeen or eighteen years old, heard Jiang Chan say this, and immediately took Jiang Chan to the counter. Inside the counter stood an old shopkeeper who was in his fifties, with a raised goatee, and looked approachable, but the flash of light in his eyes was deceptive.

　　 The shopkeeper saw Jiang Chan when she came in. The others were so sophisticated, Xiao Er would admit the wrong gender, but he would not. It's just that people didn't tell it, and the shopkeeper wouldn't point it out.

　　 Seeing Xiao Er brought Jiang Chan to the counter, the shopkeeper grabbed his abacus and looked at the girl who was only one head above the counter: "What are you looking for?"

　　 As a senior worker, Jiang Chan puts his posture very low. Although she has few facial expressions, her mouth is okay and she can still speak.

　　 "I'm Jiang Chan, I have a hand in cooking, and I want to ask the shopkeeper to give me a job."

　　 The shopkeeper's eyes widened. Although women are not forbidden to show their faces in the world nowadays, few women come out to work. What kind of wind is blowing in his restaurant today?

　　 When he saw Jiang Chan's gray cloth puffing his wrist, the shopkeeper shut his mouth again. He didn't say anything else, just smiled and asked: "There are several restaurants in this town. For example, the Chunfeng House not far away is the largest restaurant in the town, and the rest is Shuyuzhai, which is also a famous restaurant. Why did my little brother choose my small restaurant?"

　　 Jiang Chan frowned, knowing that today must be given a reason, otherwise it is unclear, why did people keep you here for work?

"I came out early in the morning~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I have visited the Chunfenglou and Shuyuzhai you mentioned, and walked through the back door. They are indeed very large and look very grand. But you are different from them here, and more humane."

　　 These words immediately aroused the interest of the old shopkeeper. He took a long time to look at Jiang Chan: "How do you say this? Is this human touch still visible?"

"Of course you can see it." Jiang Chan nodded and quickly organized the words: "You have two wooden barrels in your back kitchen. They should contain the leftovers leftovers from the guests eating the day before. I saw an uncle still feeding stray dogs."

　　 "I have also seen the back door of Chunfenglou and Shuyuzhai. There are also wooden barrels for leftovers, but there are no stray dogs. What does this mean?"

　　 Jiang Chan's words were very pertinent, and the shopkeeper was immediately happy. He tapped Jiang Chan's head with a false finger: "The kid is very insightful, you can read?"

　　If it were the original owner, he would definitely be illiterate, but Jiang Chan is literate. Although some of the characters are not the same, he can still understand and guess its meaning when put together.

　　 Jiang Chan is not that kind of arrogant temperament, he just nodded slightly, and paraphrased the words of sister Lin: "It's just a few words that I can't recognize."

　　 The shopkeeper is that the more I look at Jiang Chan, the more interesting this girl is. He puts his arms around his chest: "Your kid fits my heart. I am a restaurant. If you are not good at craftsmanship, I can't just stop you."

　　 Jiang Chan immediately knew that the most difficult level was over, and the rest was just a piece of cake. A smile finally appeared on her face: "If you don't believe me, I can show you something."

　　 "Okay!" The shopkeeper was waiting for these words. He greeted the second person on the side: "You kid, don't work hard, take Xiao Jiang to the kitchen and cook two dishes."