Song Yi's side has already begun to make money by growing bean sprouts.

As a result, all the beans were wasted and no bean sprouts sprouted. On the contrary, the beans were all rotten.

Song Yi was puzzled.

It's obviously very simple, why does she always fail?

Song Yi refused to give up and collected beans in the village again.

The villagers brought beans, and some of them had offended Song Yi. Song Yi said directly:

"I don't want your beans."

She Song Yi has a clear sense of grudges. Those who have offended her should not take advantage of her at all.

"If you don't want it, just don't."

The man left with the beans in his hands without asking Song Yi, and Song Yi's face turned ugly.

She wasted a lot of beans, but still no bean sprouts came out.

She had no choice but to make tofu skin and yuba...

But she just couldn't do something that was very simple in her mind.

How could this happen?

It was obvious that she could have made it by just messing around in the past.

Did the koi really not want to protect her?

The koi is her golden finger, why not protect her?

Song Yi started to contact Koi again, and to her surprise, she actually got in touch this time.

Song Yi was almost moved to tears, "Where have you gone? Do you know how much trouble you have caused me these days?"

At this moment, the koi fish, which were scattered all over the plane and floating around, were speechless.

What trouble have I caused you?

It's because you can't survive without me, right?

"I contacted you today just to tell you that I have other missions and will not come back to you again. Please stop calling me all the time."

Then, the connection between it and Song Yi was completely severed.

Song Yi, "...!?"

In the past, she could still feel that the koi was still there, but now, she could no longer sense the koi at all.

Song Yi was in disbelief, "Come back! Come back, little Koi! How could you betray me! How could you leave me!"

She was used to seeing good opportunities and good things as things she deserved, but now that she had lost them like this, she felt like she had been betrayed by the whole world.

She couldn't accept it.

Song Yi's yelling attracted Leng Yu, who asked Song Yi, "Are you okay?"

"Don't worry! Get out!"

Leng Yu looked at Song Yi who collapsed, and suddenly felt that Song Yi was a little ignorant.

She doesn't appreciate others being kind to her, she always accepts them as a matter of course.

She accepted it but still disliked it, as if others treated her as they should.

But after all, she was the first woman to arouse such great interest in him, so Leng Yu was still very tolerant of Song Yi.

He comforted Song Yi, and Song Yi suddenly stood up.

"I don't believe I can't live a good life without it! There's no way I, Soon Yi, would give in like this!"

Song Yi took out the silk and embroidery thread she had bought before, but before she started embroidering, the silk was already scratched by her hands.

Song Yi, "..."

She didn't give up, so she started tinkering with other things, and finally came up with some ugly bean curds.

And the taste when cooked is weird.

But something is better than nothing, and things are rare and valuable. No country bumpkin in this era has ever seen anything like this. She took out the first portion and still made money.

So, Song Yi confidently went to town with her bean curd.

Leng Yu learned that she was going to sell something and asked, "Have you thought about it clearly? Are you really going to sell something?"

For taxi and farmers, businessmen are not only despised, but also the division of labor in all walks of life is very detailed.

Selling things, only business people can.

You have to make a furniture, and only a hundred people can do it.

If you are a farmer, you can only plant land.

If you go to do something else, you just do n’t do business. If you are known by the government, you will directly pull you to build a work.

"Don't you believe me?"

Song Yi said proudly: "I tell you, I can definitely make money! At that time, don't think about looking down on me!"

Leng Yan sighed, "Then I'll accompany you."

Regardless of her, anyway, her identity can also protect her. Since she likes to make money, she will go with her.

"Don't send it, I can do it myself."

Song Yi was prepared for anyone. Seeing anyone seemed to take advantage of her, naturally did not believe in Leng Yan.

In the end, she went to the county alone, thinking that this time, she would be able to surprise the restaurant shopkeeper.

However, in view of the last attitude of the boss, if the boss did not give a good price this time, she would sell it to other restaurants. Let this boss regret it.

As a result, the shopkeeper learned the purpose of Song Yilai and said, "This little brother, you can take it home to eat it yourself, don't."

"Don't? The shopkeeper, do you know what you refused? It's the only food in the world!"

"Who said it is unique? These things are not difficult to do. As long as you think about it, it is really difficult to do it. You see, the chefs in my restaurant will make it."

At first glance, Song Yi found that in the dishes on the table in the restaurant, there were fried bean sprouts, boiled bean skin, cold and rotten ...

How is it possible?

I didn't come last time! How can I ... ...

Is it ...

Song Yi was angry, "You even stole my ancestors' secret recipes !?"

"Little brother, look at what you say, how do you say that you say what kind of bean skin tofu and bean sprouts are? And what you said is not detailed, we also pondered ourselves, why did it steal your ancestor secret recipe?"

Just listening to Song Yi, people can make things, and they are better than Song Yi, which is enough to see. The wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated.

However, Song Yi doubted life. How could these ancients be smarter than her?

She returned to Songjia Village in a lost soul, and on the way back, she saw several tomato seedlings on the side of the road.

Song Yi vaguely remembers that there seems to be no these crops in this space and space.

Sure enough, God still left a way for her!

As long as she plant tomatoes, would she worry about no money in the future?

She brought the seedlings with soil, held it carefully, put it in the basket, and returned to the village with a smile.

I met Gu Mo on the way back to the village. Song Yisheng was afraid that Gu Mo found the things in his basket, and carefully covered it with straw.

Gu Mo, "..."

Sister, do you think tomatoes are the same as future generations?

The taste of later generations is so good, is it after continuous variation and generation of technological improvement?

Now, you planted a try tomato? It is almost all green. If you eat it, you can poison the dead, but you can have a red one. The taste is not something that ordinary people can hold.

Can eat, respect you as a man.

Otherwise, do you think these ancients are fools? Wild vegetables are dug up and do n’t know to eat tomatoes?
Chapter completed!