70

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Kuo stood up, the cannon rode over and turned his head to him.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Run a lap," said Da Cannon.

"Aren't your horse not very happy today?" Jiang Kuo asked, "I'll take it down for you later."

"I'll coax it," Da Cannon touched the horse's head, "I'm so obedient now."

"Aren't you with them?" Jiang Kuo got on the horse and touched the horse's neck. "Baby, let's go, let's run around and move."

"What do you mean with them," said Dapao. "What kind of supermarket chain I brought today? I have been there for half an hour. I want to chat with He Nini for a while and I can't find any gaps."

"Is that a problem with chain supermarkets?" Jiang Kuo said, "Aren't you not as popular as chain supermarkets and He Nini likes to listen to chain supermarkets more?"

"Stop irritating," said Dapao, "I can't stand the chain of heart thorns."

"Let's go." Jiang Kuo turned his head.

The horse slowly ran forward, and when the cannon followed, he turned around and looked over there.

"Stop looking," Jiang Kuo said, "Are you going to start busy after the New Year, and you still have time to chase girls?"

"No matter how busy I'm not delaying my pursuit of the girl, a good girl must follow me quickly when she sees it," said Dapao, "I would rather be rejected 10,000 yuan, and not miss one."

Jiang Kuo was speechless.

However, this is how the cannon has been implemented over the years. No matter how busy or depressed life is, it will leave exclusive time for the girls who pursue their favorites. No matter whether they can chase them or not, they cannot stop anyway.

"I'm not like you," said Dapao, "and I usually look like a fucking monk, and if I say I don't want to be a monk, I'll have a big one."

"I can't compare to you. I like anyone I see, I'm so busy with you." Jiang Kuo said. "Did you go back to school after the New Year?" Dapao asked.

"Yes," Jiang Kuo glanced at him, "I know me very well."

"It's about understanding love." said Da Cannon.

"...Don't be sour." Jiang Kuo said.

"Is this called sour? Is this called sour?" Dapao stared at him, "You will always be so straightforward if you have the ability. Don't let me watch you say anything about love, and don't do romantic things you don't like."

Jiang Kuo smiled and said nothing.

"I'll go back to the countryside with my dad tomorrow," Dapao said, "Mr. Jiang is back tomorrow, right?"

"Well," Jiang Kuo responded, "If you run with your dad, will you go to Tianding Waterfall after the New Year?"

"It's almost the same. If we sort out the rules with those two villages this time, we will enter the venue," Dapao said. "You might as well grit your teeth and let President Jiang hand over the Tianding to you so that we can still cooperate."

"I'm not interested," said Jiang Kuo, "I want to set up an online store to sell beef sauce after the New Year."

"Fuck," Dapao looked at him, "Is Niu Sandao?"

"Yes." Jiang Kuo responded.

"How much do you take?" asked Da Cannon.

"I don't know," said Jiang Kuo, "I have only opened an online store now, and I haven't explained it in detail to Duan Feifan."

"Don't just mention how much you get," said Dapao, "Do you know? Ask him how much he has, just make up for the lack, don't just wave your hand, I'll pay the money!"

Jiang Kuo glanced at him.

"I won't tell you if he has any ideas," Dapao said. "The store is now managed by his uncle. A big classmate came to throw hundreds of thousands of dollars. People directly think that you want to steal the brand Niu Sandao."

"Hiss..." Jiang Kuo frowned.

"What hiss?" said the cannon.

"I haven't thought about it yet," said Jiang Kuo.

"They have different ideas in small businesses," Dapao said. "Don't use Mr. Jiang's experience to get involved. I didn't want to invest or grow bigger."

"Well," Jiang Kuo closed his reins, and the horse slowed down. He waved to the cannon, "Come on, come on."

The cannon pulled the horse and leaned over: "What are you doing?"

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo leaned over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Fuck!" Da Cannon shouted, "You might as well scold me."

Duan Feifan squatted beside the pot, holding his mobile phone to the bubbling brown syrup in the pot: "Did you see, brown sugar and a little maltose, it would be too sweet to use maltose. I will put the peanuts in a while. I didn't need to break it, but my milk teeth were not good, so I broke it a little..."

"I kind of want to taste this syrup," said Jiang Kuo.

Old Man Song was amused: "Put some oil in the brown sugar, and it will be like this in a while. Go to the kitchen to make it, be careful not to choke."

"Can you put other candy?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Yes," Old Man Song was very happy about making peanut candy himself and someone "shooting TV" and said a lot. "If you want something else, add something else. Osmanthus candy rock candy, all are delicious. I've put peanuts now, look..."

"Look at it." Duan Feifan said with a smile.

Old Man Song's daughter handed over a pot of broken peanuts. Old Man Song poured it in and started stirring quickly with a large wooden shovel.

Duan Feifan has no feelings for peanut candy, he is not very interested in sweets, but now the fragrance is part of his memory.

It was amazing. He and Jiang Kuo were watching Old Man Song use the techniques and procedures of the past, making the food in his memory, as if watching a replay of his childhood.

Pour the peanut candy on a large oiled wooden board. After cooling it a little, Old Man Song skillfully took a long stick and started rolling it out. He slowly rolled the peanut candy into a large piece of even thickness, and then cut it into small pieces with long wood slices.

"Try it," Old Man Song took a piece and handed it to Duan Feifan, "See if I'm back to work?"

Duan Feifan took it and took a bite. The peanut candy was still warm, soft and fragrant. He nodded: "It still tastes the same, it hasn't changed at all."

Old man Song laughed happily.

I made a total of five kilograms of peanut candy, one kilogram for grandma, one kilogram for uncle's house, and two kilograms for counselor Luo, asking him to take half of his father, and one kilogram for Jiang Kuo.

Old Man Song refused to accept the money, stuffed the packed candy into his hand and pushed him out the door, as if he was going to fight.

"Didn't you bring me wine?" said Old Man Song, "This candy can't match those two bottles of wine!"

"I won't give you money anymore..." Duan Feifan said, "I can't beat you."

"I've been home for so many years, and there are still people who remember my candy. I'm very happy," said Old Man Song, "Let your dad come out and come to me, and you can bring him to me!"

"That's sure!" Duan Feifan said, "The three of us will drink at that time."

Taking the peanut candy out, Duan Feifan looked at Jiang Kuo who had been smiling on the screen: "What's wrong? I laugh so much."

"The market life is very interesting," said Jiang Kuo, "this old man is very cute."

"That's the other side of the market's changing situations," Duan Feifan stepped onto the motorcycle parked on the side of the road. "Do you know why the knife in the fresh food area is tied with iron chains?"

"Is it so cruel?" Jiang Kuo said, "I thought it was an anti-theft."

Duan Feifan smiled: "Who the fuck is going to the vegetable market to steal a knife!"

"I don't know," Jiang Kuo also smiled, "It's probably me, after all, I don't know what the price of the knife."

"Do you know if you can't steal a knife by the price?" Duan Feifan said, "If you want to steal a knife, you can only calculate it at the price of scrap iron collected and weigh it."

"So much loss?" Jiang Kuo said.

"So, stop stealing." Duan Feifan said.

"...Who stole it!" Jiang Kuo came to his senses, "I thought I was going to get rid of the dirty things when I said this."

Duan Feifan smiled for a long time and fixed the phone to the bracket on the front of the car.

"The car is good, where did it come from?" Jiang Kuo saw the car as the camera swayed.

"A big brother from the aquatic production area, the number one knight in our market." Duan Feifan started the car.

"Who is the second one?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"The only knight in the second store in the third row of the market aquatic area," Duan Feifan said, "referred to as the first knight in the market."

"Your uncle." Jiang Kuo coughed with a smile, and suddenly remembered the hero who defended the school, the abbreviation of the school hero.

"Uncle Duan will take you to drive," Duan Feifan put on his helmet, twisted the accelerator, and the car rushed out, "Get off."

In addition to the peak sales season of beef, Duan Feifan will keep his mobile phone in hand, and the usage rate of mobile phones is not high in other times. Even if he is wearing the headphones, he rarely uses them.

But after returning from the trip, he not only kept his phone in his hand, but even had to carry a power bank and replaced his headphones with wired ones, otherwise he would not be able to withstand the whole day.

"My phone is out of battery," said Jiang Kuo, "I'll take Benben out for a walk first."

"Well, go," Duan Feifan said, "I will start preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner in the afternoon."

"Tomorrow is the New Year's Eve dinner?" Jiang Kuo said.

"We have many families, so we have to make a lot of things," Duan Feifan said. "It was all my uncle who made half-finished products and then took them to my grandma's house to make them."

Jiang Kuo tskated: "Is that a bunch of people particularly lively? Then social madmen like you are quite busy, and they are versatile inside and outside..."

"That can also take time to chat," Duan Feifan said. "I can't socialize all day, so I don't have that energy."

Jiang Kuo laughed: "You know what I want to say?"

"You can't hide that little thought," Duan Feifan said.
To be continued...