"girl?"

Luo Wanwan and Song Chengxiao had a full-scale conversation about taking the exam with just one word, and they were interrupted by someone.

I turned my head and saw that it was an uncle, looking familiar.

"Girl, it's really you! I've been wandering around for several days, wondering if I can meet you."

The uncle had a smile on his face, looking very happy.

"Oh, it's you, I remembered it. The uncle who sells wine! Has your daughter's illness been better?"

Luo Wanwan thought for a moment and remembered that the uncle in front of him was the one who went to the Wu family to pay New Year's greetings that day and bought his wine.

"I thank you for your blessings, I've been much better. Thanks to you who gave me money that day, bought medicine for my daughter, and after taking it for a few days, I've seen it better."

The uncle spoke with gratitude and greeted Luo Wanwan.

Song Chengxiao, who was standing by, heard some tricks. The uncle came up and said that he had been looking for Luo Wanwan for several days. In addition, he said that Luo Wanwan gave him money, so Song Chengxiao was a little worried that this uncle was not...?

"That's good, I hope your daughter can recover soon."

In fact, Luo Wanwan was a little bit pounding, but she didn't think the uncle was like the kind of greedy person. She had been looking for her for several days, probably not to continue asking her for money, right?

"I can't pay back the money I received from you for a while. I thought it was just the New Year, and it would be a pleasure to give you some pickles made by yourself. Otherwise, I would always feel uneasy."

The uncle raised his hand, and indeed he was carrying two pots in his hand.

After saying this, Luo Wanwan and Song Chengxiao were both a little ashamed. They thought too much and thought about the uncle to the disadvantage.

"You are too polite. I happen to have it in my hands. If I don't have it, I won't be able to help. Is it worthwhile when you have been looking for me for several days?"

Originally, Luo Wanwan gave the little money and didn't want to ask for anything in return, but the uncle couldn't forget it.

Thinking of this, I really helped the right person, at least the uncle is a thoughtful person.

"It may not be anything to you, but it's a big deal for my family. My pickles are not worth much. If you accept them, it's my wish."

The uncle said sincerely, and the simplest way for rural people to express their gratitude is to give some agricultural and sideline products from their own products.

"Tanwan, since this uncle has brought it all, it is not good to have someone take it back, so just accept it?"

Song Chengxiao helped the uncle talk. The uncle saw that he didn't live in the town. According to his words, he had traveled several times, and it was really inhumane to take it back.

"Then I'll accept it, thank you uncle!"

Luo Wan nodded with a smirk and reached out to take the pottery jar from the uncle's hand.

"This is quite heavy, let this guy carry it?"

The uncle did not let Luo Wanwan take it, but instead handed the jar to Song Chengxiao.

This move made Song Chengxiao smile, thinking that this uncle is really good at picking people.

"Uncle, what kind of pickles are you? I smell it very good."

Luo Wanwan didn't notice it before. Firstly, the smell of winter is not easy to float away, and secondly, the uncle's jar is sealed tightly, so if he doesn't pay attention, he really doesn't smell it specifically.

At this moment, she blew the smell of the pickles on the nose and felt different. This was a very delicious pickles and pickles, the same as a can.

"This is all made by our family. It is considered a family-born recipe. It is very good to eat it. I will give it to you next time."

The uncle rubbed his hands modestly, thinking that Luo Wanwan was being polite to him.

"Uncle, do you cook too many side dishes? Our family is about to open a noodle restaurant and need some side dishes. If your family can cook in batches, how about I ask my dad to order with you? In this way, you also have a fixed income and you will have money to continue seeing your daughter."

Luo Wan had a sudden inspiration and helped people to the end. She couldn't afford to give it to her for free, but the uncle made the pickles well and could just serve them at their noodle restaurant, killing two birds with one stone.

"Ah? Is this skill possible? This kimchi is not difficult. It can be done in seven or eight days. The pickles will take a few months."

It is fake to say that he is not moved. An expectation arises in the uncle's heart. If the side dishes he made are popular with, it will really solve the big problem.

"I think so, otherwise, I will take this back and give it to my dad to try it. If he thinks it is OK, I will ask him to order the order with you. Then we will sign a contract and you will deliver the goods every once in a while. What do you think?"

In fact, Luo Wanguan can tell from the taste that the uncle's kimchi and pickles are both great. With the wine brewed last time, this uncle must have a secret recipe in his hand, even though he looks amazing.

"Really? That's great! Then I'll come again tomorrow."

Although Luo Wanwan was just a teenage girl, her words made the uncle inexplicably convinced and did not doubt her sincerity at all.

"Okay, uncle, my surname is Luo. The Luoji Noodle Restaurant that is about to be opened in the town is my family. Are you your surname?"

Luo Wanwan felt that he was really great. The uncles he encountered inadvertently all had the skills of making side dishes.

"Miss Luo, my surname is Pu. Everyone calls me Park Laomao. My family lives in Niu Xintai not far from the town."

Uncle Park is also a honest person, and even said his nickname.

"Uncle Park, then you can come to the noodle shop tomorrow. Let my dad discuss with you. It's too cold, so you can go home early. Oh, by the way, good New Year, I wish you all the best in the New Year."

After finalizing a major event, Luo Wanzhan was in a good mood and even gave Uncle Park a wish for his old age.

"Okay, Miss Luo, you have a happy New Year too. Then I'll go back, I will definitely come tomorrow."

Uncle Park's face was filled with unconcealed joy and his face was frowning for many days, but because he met a noble lady like Miss Luo, he saw the sun.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Park, Song Chengxiao took the two cans of side dishes that Uncle Park stuffed him and Luo Wanwan continued to walk towards the carpenter's shop.

"You didn't even taste it, but you thought this pickle was OK?"

Song Chengxiao asked his questions. He knew that his sister was good at tasting things, but she could tell whether it was good or bad without even opening it?

He didn't think about science fiction, but thought that in order to help others, Luo Wanwan was afraid that Uncle Park would be embarrassed to accept it, so he thought of such a way to buy pickles.

"I just know. When we go back to the noodle shop from the carpenter shop, you can try it and know if I'm talking nonsense. Brother Chengxiao, you have to have confidence in me."

Luo Wanwan wanted to tell Song Chengxiao about his special abilities, but he was afraid of scaring him.

"Where do you get the confidence here? And I didn't discuss this with Uncle Luo, what if he doesn't agree?"

Song Chengxiao thought about things well, and he was afraid that Luo Wanwan would have promised Uncle Park. If Uncle Luo disagreed, wouldn’t she have to break the trust?

"No, although my dad's mouth is not as sarcastic as me, he is a chef at least. Can he not taste a good dear?"

Having said that, Luo Wanwan was reminded by Song Chengxiao, and he also felt that he was a little rash?

He promised to Uncle Park without discussing with Lao Luo. What if Lao Luo has other plans?

"It's okay. If Uncle Luo doesn't agree, we will help Uncle Park sell it to other restaurants? How about Shenxianju?"

The black-bellied king Song Chengxiao couldn't stand his sister's worries and quickly relieved her pressure. He just didn't know who raised the question just now?!

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Chapter completed!