Let's live with the farmer [Traveling]

Chapter 68

"Get lost!" Song Ping'an said he was very angry at the loss of a man's dignity.

Xue Ming put on his clothes very wisely and walked out, his mind was full of the panicked face that overwhelmed him last night.

Of course, he could also feel that Song Ping'an had been giving way to him, so it didn't take much effort for him to succeed.

If Song Pingan was asked what he was thinking at the time, he thought Xue Ming wanted to be on it, because there was such a posture in the book, he thought that he was a husband and should let him go, so let him go.

Only when he came in did Song Pingan know his real purpose and immediately regretted it.

But it was too late, no matter how hard he struggled later, there was nothing he could do.

Xue Ming was delighted to think that this was a good start, and as soon as Song Pingan came out, he put his arms around his shoulders, "How is it?"

Song Pingan didn't want to pay attention to him, and stared at him, walking towards the main room with his waist supported.

When serving tea, Song Ping'an knelt down while supporting his waist and couldn't get up, his painful eyes narrowed.

Song's mother was startled, she even stuffed the red envelope to Xue Ming, and asked, "You are...be careful next time, you are still pregnant."

Song Ping'an panicked when he heard about the child, this guy didn't have... a fart.

Xue Ming nodded obediently, and helped Song Pingan to stand up.

Song Ping'an had no taste at all after eating a meal, and it hurt uncomfortably, and he always felt that there was something in it.

According to the custom, today the new wife wants to have a meal with the villagers, which is regarded as a face-to-face meeting.

Those who didn't like Xue Ming, a villager who didn't like Xue Ming before, all came here to curry favor, thinking of getting their son or something to find an errand.

When the process of getting married was finally over, Song's mother called Song Ping'an into the room sadly, looked at his waist, and asked, "Ping'an, what's the matter with your waist?"

Naturally, Song Pingan couldn't tell his mother that Xue Ming used that posture to make a fuss, so he said, "It's okay, I bumped into it myself, I was too drunk, and I didn't know the way."

"How dare you lie to Mommy about this kind of thing!"

Song Ping'an panicked, thinking: "Could it be that Grandma found out?"

Song Pingan sighed, and said: "Kidney deficiency is not an incurable disease, when the time comes, grandma will get some medicine for you."

"Aunt...no." Song Ping'an's face turned blue in an instant. Any man who is said to have a bad kidney will be black-faced. He endured it and said, "Aunt, I really hit it."

Song's mother looked "I understand you", and Song Ping'an opened his mouth, wishing to tear Xue Ming apart.

It just so happened that today he and Xue Ming were going to buy goods and directly build the restaurant.

Xue Ming watched his face turn black when he came out, thinking that he shouldn't have offended him, so he leaned over and asked, "What's wrong? Is it still a backache?"

"It hurts, hurts, hurts! Why don't you hurt yourself to death!" Song Pingan yelled at the top of his throat, stunned him for a while, touched his nose, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"Hmph! You don't care about me!" Song Pingan didn't want to talk to him, and as soon as he put away his clothes, he went to look for Old Man Niu with his bag.

Those who didn't know thought he was arguing with his newly married wife, and ran away from home in anger.

Xue Ming was about to ask Mother Song what was wrong with him, but Song Ping'an turned to him and said, "Get out of here yet."

The old man Niu in the front laughed loudly when he heard his angry tone, "Ping An, why don't you treat him as a sweetheart once you marry him?"

As soon as he heard "heart" and "baby", Song Ping'an's fire rushed up, and Xue Ming, the bridal chamber flower candle, called him all night.

Xue Ming coaxed him before he got completely angry, "Ping An, no matter what Aunt tells you, you have to believe me!"

"Trust me... hiss!"

The old man Niu took advantage of his speech, and suddenly gave Niu a whip, and Song Ping'an staggered.

Old man Niu jokingly said: "Ping'an, why are you more delicate than your new wife when you get married? Look at that kid Xue Ming, how stable you are sitting."

Song Pingan couldn't tell because he was suffering, so he could only stare at Xue Ming. Xue Ming quickly took out the mat he brought from home, and said, "May it?"

"Get lost!" Song Pingan said through gritted teeth.

Xue Ming moved closer, "Actually...my skills are pretty good, right?"

technology?Speaking of this, Song Ping'an couldn't get angry. If it wasn't because he thought he was a man, he would have beaten Xue Ming severely.

It was so painful that I couldn't describe it in words, but there was no way, he just enjoyed it.

As soon as the ox cart stopped, Song Pingan jumped out of the cart.

It was so fast that Xue Ming began to doubt himself.

Once raw and second familiar, he comforted himself.

Song Ping'an had prepared the menu before, but he was the only cook, so he would definitely be too busy then.

The first thing is to apply for a cook, and when he packs up his things, he will post the notice.

There were quite a few applicants, and Song Pingan retained two.

Song's mother and Zhang Shuwen also came to help when it opened, because the new opening has a lot of discounts, as many people as there are can get a free spicy crayfish, or a lucky draw to get a barbecue.

Buy more, get more free, package discount, full discount,

When the big guys summed up, a lot of people came.

In addition to the new dishes launched in the restaurant, Song Ping'an personally cooks, and the other two cooks are busy.

In the evening, Song Pingan counted and deducted today's cost, and earned four taels of silver.

Xue Ming pulled him to his side, and said: "This income is considered good in the town, because it is a newly opened store, the business must be good in the first few days, and it will not be so good in the future, but I have thought about it for you." A solution."

"What way?" Song Pingan looked at him.

Xue Ming smiled mysteriously, and breathed into his ear, "It's been so many days, we... should we?"

"Good idea!" Song Pingan closed the money box, and put it behind the brick where the money was hidden, "Forget it!"

For the past two days, Xue Ming thought that his body could not take it anymore, so he endured it all the time. Seeing him running back and forth today, the evil fire burned up.

Song Pingan has always had lingering fears about what he did that day, thinking that the big guy seems to be very interested in fresh things like barbecue spicy crayfish, but if he eats too much, he will definitely not make money, so he said to himself authentically : "The price of crayfish must be raised, and the practice must be improved."

Xue Ming thought he was talking to himself, so he quickly got up and said, "I must improve, there are several ways for crayfish, if you... I will tell you how to do it."

Although Xue Ming doesn't know how to cook, he knows the general method. If he gives advice, Song Ping'an will definitely be able to cook that kind of food.

However, Song Ping'an was not the kind of person who would bow down for five buckets of rice.

As soon as the two of them lay down on the bed, Xue Ming tossed and turned, making Song Ping'an unable to fall asleep. He soon thought of a way and said, "Ping'an, do you want to be on top? I was wrong last time. This time I I will let you come."

Song Pingan felt that the credibility of his words was not high, so he said, "I like to lie down and sleep."

"Don't you want to taste what it means to be on top?" Xue Ming followed the temptation, "Actually, it feels good to be on top. Look at me last time."

Song Ping'an's face turned red when he said it, and his heart was really pure and eager to move.

Xue Ming touched it, took his hand and put it on his body, "How do you feel?"

"Humph!"

Xue Ming leaned over to kiss him, but Song Pingan pushed him away, saying, "I'll do it."

Xue Ming hummed, and Song Pingan leaned over to kiss him. After kissing for a while, he realized that something was wrong. No matter what, Xue Ming was more active than him.

In order to restore his dignity, Song Pingan tried his best, but Xue Ming was still better than him.

……

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Because the chefs invited in the store are full of food and lodging, one of them is a little older, in his 40s, and he is good at cooking, and the other is in his 20s, and he is also married not long ago.

The two were honest, they started working in the kitchen before dawn, and when Song Pingan woke up, they were almost ready.

Most of the people here don’t have much money, so the number of customers coming to the store has decreased greatly today. Xue Ming said: “We can give those who set up stalls a booth in the restaurant. Our restaurant is big. If they come, we will collect the rent. Ziqian, but it must bear the name of our restaurant."

This approach is indeed good, but it also has disadvantages.

The good thing is that they have an extra income. These small stalls already have some regular customers. If they come to the restaurant to buy food, it can also drive Song Ping'an's business.

The downside is that it will squeeze out Song Ping'an's business, and the restaurant is also newly renovated, so repairs and repairs will definitely be necessary.

Xue Ming listened to his scruples, he had already thought of countermeasures for these, and said, "Naturally, we choose the ones with good skills and less damage to our shop."

Song Pingan supported his waist, pondered for a while and felt that what he said made sense, and said, "Okay, I'll ask later."

Since everyone is in a small business, few people are willing to come when they hear about the rental money, but fortunately, there are two who are willing to pay the money. They feel that the business of their restaurant is good, and they can get more customers. On rainy days, there will be more income, and winter is approaching, most people like to go to restaurants to drink hot wine, and they can also be warmer.

After writing the receipt and receiving the deposit, Xue Ming asked the artisans to set up two booths in the restaurant.

Song Ping'an's restaurant is on the right track, and Xue Ming has to go to Fucheng to find his shop.

After staying for more than ten days, Xue Ming couldn't delay. Song Pingan packed his things and prepared to send him away early in the morning. At night, Xue Ming pressed him again and asked him if he wanted to go with him. Ming was sad all night.