Bai Qing stretched out her big waist and got up from the bed. The afternoon sun shone in from the window, making him feel warm.

I slept comfortably for a long time, and two hours were enough to drive away all his previous fatigue.

While wearing clothes and thinking about the gains from today at noon, he earned the salary that Zhang Fang had to earn in the unit three or four days before.

It seems that my choice is right, and baked gluten is indeed an industry worth investing in.

Thinking about the amount of income at noon today, Bai Qing couldn't help laughing out loud with disbelief.

As long as they persist in the seemingly inconspicuous small business, their family will be a rich class after a few years.

After putting on his clothes, Bai Qing left his bedroom and planned to prepare the materials for the stall in the afternoon. However, when he washed his face and woke up and walked into the kitchen, he found that Zhang Fang was already busy there.

The gluten powder she had woken up had been cut into small pieces by her. She was wrapping it with chopsticks and throwing it aside into the pot that had been prepared.

Bai Qing subconsciously frowned slightly: "Mom, why didn't you take a long rest before you started to fuck? I didn't call me before, it would be great if I'm with you."

Hearing Bai Qing's voice, Zhang Fang smiled: "Didn't it believing that you sleep soundly? You are just when you grow up and you have to keep sleeping enough. Anyway, I've been used to doing these things for so many years, so it's nothing."

While talking, Zhang Fang's movements in her hands still did not stop.

She is worthy of being a cook who is used to doing housework. Although she only studied with Bai Qing for two days, the work she did was much more beautiful than Bai Qing, a "teacher" who had specially spent money to learn skills. Although the gluten made by Bai Qing was still decent after baking, it was a clear comparison with Zhang Fang.

Even though today's results have proved that Bai Qing's choice was right, in Zhang Fang's eyes, he was still a young boy who had not grown up, not to mention that her dignity as a mother did not allow her to rely too much on her son.

She was very satisfied that her son could help with help, and he didn't need to worry too much about this family.

Bai Qing knew that it would be difficult for him to convince Zhang Fang in these aspects, so he shrugged his shoulders and said nothing more. He just sat down and silently helped Zhang Fang wrap gluten on the chopsticks.

During the process, perhaps because the big stone pressed in his heart had disappeared, Zhang Fang looked full of infinite energy. Even several times, Bai Qing heard her unconsciously humming an unknown little song. This was a scene that he had never seen before since he was reborn.

"Mom, are you so happy?" Bai Qing asked Zhang Fang with a smile.

"Who is unhappy when you make money?" Zhang Fang gave Bai Qing a blank look and said with a smile. After a pause, her eyes looked at Bai Qing softened: "Xiaoqing, it's really thanks to you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have found a way to make money."

"Mom, don't worry about thanking me now. It's only noon, and it doesn't mean anything. Let's do it for a while before talking about it." Bai Qing said to Zhang Fang with a smile.

Seeing his son say this, even though Zhang Fang had already begun to believe in the prospects of this deal, she was still obedient and didn't say anything more. Then the two of them were busy working together.

They were busy until almost 4 o'clock. Seeing that the students were half an hour away from school, the mother and son quickly loaded all the prepared materials into the car and rushed towards the school.

"Mom, I think we should buy a refrigerator. In this way, we don't have to be busy every time. We just made the materials and put them in. Just take them when we use them, saving a lot of time." Bai Qing wiped the sweat from her forehead and then made suggestions to Zhang Fang. The two of them were really like fighting just now. Even so, they almost couldn't catch up with the time.

"It's just how much money you make, it's going to expand. Let's make it back first with the 10,000 yuan you invested in." Zhang Fang turned her head and looked at her son, and said unhappily. Their generation is used to hard life, so they should follow the principle of saving as much as possible.

Although the real situation is that Bai Qing only used a small part of the 10,000 yuan, but she was afraid that after she handed over it, Zhang Fang would pay the tuition to Shan Yuguo again. Although Zhang Fang made a ruthless statement in the morning, and the income of noon was enough to prove the prospect of this transaction. Bai Qing knew Zhang Fang, and she was really a person who could do such a thing, so Bai Qing decided to stay silent first. Under Zhang Fang's rolling eyes, he chose to shut up in disappointment.

"By the way, mom, you have to be mentally prepared. The afternoon after school is not as tight as noon, so I probably will last for a long time later." Bai Qing didn't want to continue on this topic anymore, and felt like the road was broken.

"Don't worry, this is making money, who would feel tired? Besides, even if you are really tired, I would rather have it. At noon, I would have agreed to your father to come over to help after work. Then the three of them will be much more relaxed when they are busy." Zhang Fang said with a smile. She was not stupid either. She had thought of those things for a long time and had prepared solutions in advance.

"Okay, mom, you can consider this. It seems that you have a talent for doing business, and it's just right to let you lay off. Putting you in the factory over the years is simply a matter of your business..." Bai Qing looked at Zhang Fang in surprise. It was nothing strange that he could consider. After all, in the era of the explosion of information, he had never eaten pork and saw pigs running. But it was rare for Zhang Fang, a person who had been in the factory for more than 20 years, could she really have business potential? But in this case, how did she and her father do business for many years but could only make a living?

For a moment, Bai Qing felt a little puzzled.

"Go, don't talk nonsense there. You dare to joke with your mother. You're so brave recently!" Zhang Fang gave him a look in anger and spat, and raised her fist at the same time. She thought it was because she had learned crafts with Bai Qing for two days. Her son has been a little too old or too young recently.

Facing her mother's demonstration, Bai Qing shrank her neck and closed her mouth tactfully. She was used to joking with her mother in her previous life, and she forgot that she was only fourteen months away. In the eyes of her mother, she was still a child. Now she was angry but she would beat people.

A hero doesn’t suffer a loss in front of him, and he will be cowardly. Anyway, it’s his own mother, so it’s not embarrassing!

As they chatted all the way, the mother and son soon arrived at noon, stopped the tricycle and set it up, set up the oven, and sorted out the various materials used, and then started to bake the semi-finished products. As the school time approached, the two people who had entered the "preparation" state also looked more and more serious.

The school bell rang as scheduled, and Zhang Fang also raised her speed to the fastest. After a while, the crowd was already far away, and Bai Qing and Zhang Fangqing couldn't help but hold their breath.

Near, closer...

When Bai Qing clearly saw the crowded army of school, with a "huh" sound, the crowd rushed over, surrounding the tricycle with a mess. Countless hands holding the banknotes were densely packed like an impenetrable forest.
Chapter completed!