"Xiao Tang Shi, you can't bring it up, I'll give it to you!"

How can such a delicate and beautiful girl do these heavy methods?

Chen Zhenzhen called out from a guy, with a 50-pound 60-pound bucket in each hand, her expression was extremely relaxed, and she had time to talk to Li Tangshi along the way.

Li Tangshi had a bucket of thirty kilograms of snails herself, and she was a little breathing.

More than half an hour later, when he arrived at the rental house, Li Tangshi invited Chen Zhenzhen to make it and poured her a glass of cold boiled water: "Sister Zhenzhen, if you have time tomorrow, I will treat you to my stall after get off work."

It is definitely not possible to do it today. Li Tangshi also has to go out to buy some ingredients and fried 6000 gang fans, as well as 600 snails and snails, all need to spit out mud.

Even if Li Tang poetry has a way to let them spit out the mud in the shortest time, it feels too hasty.

"Okay, right in the commercial street of the university town?

Okay, come and try your skills after get off work tomorrow.

Have you bought all the guys you set up a stall?

If not, I'm not too busy. I'll accompany you and can help you carry things and move things."

When Chen Zhenzhen saw a good-looking person, she couldn't walk. In the latter words, she had a definite face control, especially girls like Li Tangshi who gave people a particularly good sense.

No, it should be that Li Tangshi has a fragrance of books. A tomboy like Chen Zhenzhen, who has little reading, not only likes beautiful girls, but also has a special affection for people with good academic performance.

As he walked along the way, Chen Zhenzhen had already asked Li Tangshi that he had just finished the college entrance examination. It can be seen that Li Tangshi is very confident in his college entrance examination results.

Business people like her naturally have a natural favor for cultural people.

I couldn't help but want to help Li Tangshi, a little girl who had just come from another place.

"No, I'm almost buying it. There are only a few ingredients left, and those are not heavy. I'll just go by myself, thank you sister Zhenzhen."

Li Tangshi didn't bother with Chen Zhenzhen, whom he met. Even if he shared his names and favors, he couldn't bother with the other party. After all, it was still morning. Most of the business that Chen Zhenzhen did wholesale was at this point in time.

He rejected Chen Zhenzhen's kindness and then carefully laid a dish of egg noodles for Chen Zhenzhen.

"Sister Zhenzhen, let's go after eating noodles. I'm very fast. Thank you for your help today. You must taste it before leaving."

Chen Zhenzhen sold the snails to others for one dollar and three pounds, and he sold them to her for one dollar and four pounds.

In sixty, I sold it to someone for four pounds, and for her it was one or five pounds.

Snails and 600 are both special weighing things. After the Li Tang poem is fried, it will naturally not be sold by pound, but by pound by pound. How much does it cost?

"Okay, then I'll try the skills of Xiao Tang poetry before leaving."

Chen Zhenzhen was really not polite at all. Seeing Li Tangshi entering the kitchen quickly, she brought her a bowl of egg noodles in less than a few minutes.

She is from Yangcheng and doesn't particularly like pasta.

However, the only food that Li Tangshi made in such a short time was pasta.

"Sister Zhenzhen, please try it, the taste should be OK."

Li Tangshi said modestly, but there was an extremely confident smile on his face.

Pasta is one of Li Tang’s best poems.

After all, not only did Qin Yujie be a real northerner, but the troops he later stayed in were mainly pasta.

In order to match his taste, Li Tangshi really put a lot of effort into pasta!
Chapter completed!