As soon as Zhen Zhen went out of the kitchen, she saw her dedicated mosquito coil model distributing her own advertising products. She smiled and explained to Lao Chen, "There is a mosquito coil seller who likes the image of the treasure house and wants to print his photo on the mosquito coil box. That person is also interesting. Not only does he give us money, but he has sent us several boxes of mosquito coils in the middle of winter. I have sent sausages to others these two days, and the treasure house has sent people everywhere."

Old Chen was amused, but he was a little moved. The previous trip with the government to go out to invest in the business was not rewarded at all. He heard the inside story of intentionally canceling welfare housing allocation.

If the residential market is liberalized, houses will definitely not be as cheap as they are now. He will continue to build commercial real estate and increase investment in residential areas. He will not compete with those people for factory land, but no one who is optimistic about the land in the city center will want to compete with him. The location is good and the apartment type does not need to be too large. For the young people's market, if it is advertising, it will really require a child.

"Treasure House, after a while, Mr. Chen will also ask you to advertise." No matter how long the development period is, book the model first.

Mr. Chen is equal to two apartments in Beijing. I remember the treasure house clearly, with big eyes and bright eyes, "Do you give it to the house?"

Zhen Zhen: “…”

He is a little taller, but he is not small in size and will also increase his value. Do you know how many mosquito coils can be exchanged for a house?

"Every time I come back to see the treasure house, I always find fun." Old Chen was amused and laughed more kindly.

Zhen Zhen went back to the kitchen to arrange food, the treasure house brought the owl out, sat in Mr. Chen's arms to perform rashly. The two were playing, and Chen Xingyao brought Xiao Feng to get the New Year goods that Zhen Zhen gave to the police force, and the two walked in.

Treasure House jumped from Mr. Chen's arms, shook the Kaiyuan Tongbao copper coin bracelet that Old Chen had put on his wrist, and showed his newly learned vocabulary to the two police uncles, "No more bullshit, I'll make money in the future."

Xiao Chen looked at Comrade Lao Chen helplessly. He had a bad premonition that the treasure house children might be led by Lao Chen, which is as unreliable and nonsensical as him.

Chen Fa didn't see his son for half a month and snorted, "I almost forgot what you look like."

Xiao Feng walked over and sat down first. Seeing that there were no other customers in the restaurant, he complained to Lao Chen, who knew the inside story, "The dormitory is our second home. My parents are even more cruel than you. He said that since I love work so much, I told me not to go back during the New Year. The damn beast has not been moved at all in the past half month. I don't know where to hide, but we are the ones who are slapping the eagle."

Old Chen shivered and looked at the two tired young men opposite him, "The case is not disclosed to the public. Where do you collect clues? Why, do you have different opinions inside?"

Xiao Feng hated, "Some people think that it is easy to destroy the stability and peace of the festival with great fanfare. Only two people died, it is not a big deal. Farting, this is a typical inaction."

Old Chen resigned from his public office and went into business. He has been in the system. He knows these messy people the best and sighs, "Do I need to talk to you?" Rich people may not be able to speak well, but if you are rich enough, it will be different. He is such a rich man.

Chen Xingyao refused, "It's messy, don't get involved."

Seeing the little girl from Zhen’s family serving dishes, Lao Chen stopped the topic and took the lead in pulling out chopsticks, "Eat the most, and think of a solution when you are full."

When Zhen Zhen opened the fire, she remembered that Lao Chen came back to the first time to catch up with the kitten in seclusion. She had no silverfish meal at home. Once, Chen Xingyao brought dumplings for his father and ate ordinary mackerel dumplings. It seemed that Mr. Chen had never eaten Happy Fish. Including the New Year's income this time, half of the money she earned so far was contributed by Lao Chen, and today he had to be entertained to eat the best fish.

Gudu ate dried cuttlefish yesterday and had fresh cuttlefish at home. The fried cuttlefish rice cake made at a non-ferrous metal company that day was very popular. I will make another upgrade tonight.

The fish cake I eat with Kang's mackerel is also sliced ​​and steamed, poured with three fresh marinade, which is light and smooth, and tastes no less than the fried rice cake of cuttlefish.

Seeing that Chen Xingyao and Xiao Feng also came over, Zhen Zhen added two more dishes.

I have made too many roast duck these days and wanted to change the flavor. Last night, she smoked a stove of duck with sawdust from apple wood, cypress leaves, tea leaves, and camphor leaves bought from a spice shop run by Hakka people. Although the smoked duck is not as crispy as the roast duck skin, it has a unique flavor. The duck meat has the faint fragrance of tea leaves and camphor trees. It is a classic dish among Sichuan cuisine.

When the meat is available, make Korean fried cauliflower. Add the leftover leaves on the desk and stir-fry with soft vermicelli. Before starting the pot, use a little barbecue sauce to improve freshness, sprinkle some sesame seeds, and serve the vegetarian dishes.

Xiao Feng proudly boasted to Zhen Zhen about his greatest achievement today, "Captain Chen only brought one person to move things. In order to compete for this quota, we held a three-meter-long trash can throw paper balls in the office. I passed the hurdle and won the final victory. You didn't see it. Xiao Sun was so angry when he saw me go out."

"Eat so well, exercise more, you go to the night patrol tonight." Team Chen's face was expressionless and focused on turning his partner for 100 years.

"Don't bring this..." Xiao Feng stopped saying a word after eating a piece of camphor tea duck, as if he was eating it a bit too good.

Lao Chen and Xiao Chen are worthy of being father and son. Both of them love fried rice cakes with cuttlefish. The texture of the finished dish is as dark as oil painting, with thick black wrapped in snow-white. White and black, what kind of people like to eat.

The direct and pure freshness impacts the taste buds. Chen Xingyao eats the swordsman's will and really wants to cut off the black and white with one knife. Unfortunately, in addition to black and white, there is also boundless gray in this world.

Old Chen is more literary than him, with a blurry look on his face. "Eating this dish, a picture appears in front of him, black and white, a mountain village shop, simple tables and chairs, and heavy snow outside the house. The swordsman with his back drank all his glass of wine and walked into the wind and snow alone."

Zhen Zhen was funny when he heard it. The foodie tasted a plate of dishes and felt like he could make flowers. Mr. Chen had the potential to become a foodie.

After finishing the meal soon, while Chen Xingyao and Xiao Feng were moving New Year's goods to the trunk, Old Chen handed Zhen Zhen three thousand yuan before leaving the house. "It's not easy for these children. In order to investigate the case, I heard that two of them are going to divorce, so I can't help much. If you keep the money, they come to your place for dinner and provide more expensive dishes to improve them."

Love the house and the Wu, he felt sorry for his son and was particularly concerned about the young people in the police force. There is also a relationship between a daughter's unsolved unsolved case. No matter how rich he is, as the family of the victim, who else can he expect to find out the real murderer besides relying on the police?

Mr. Chen was unwilling to let go. Zhen Zhen took the money and said with a smile: "I have saved such a big sum for me. I have to give me some rebates. Even if this meal is in the rebate tonight, don't pay extra."

Old Chen accepted her kindness and laughed loudly, "Eating so well, this rebate is a bit high, you seem to have lost a lot." After saying that, he looked down at the treasure house standing beside his legs and helping to see off guests, "It's twenty-seven today. Mr. Chen will not come before the New Year. After the New Year, I will take you to the company to play, so let's shoot big advertisements."

The treasure house showed its small meat fist, the copper coins on the wrist sounded, and the small breasts were full of energy, "Catch money!"

"Yes, let's take a lot of land together and make money." Old Chen went out with a laugh.

Old Chen left first, Zhen Zhen cut three more camphor tea ducks with paper bags and handed them to Chen Xingyao, "It will be improved for those who have not come. New Year's goods are New Year's goods, so don't worry that this will deduct money."

Xiao Chen smiled and threw the duck to Xiao Feng. Before leaving, he reminded Zhen Zhen again with a serious look on his face, "The murderer can pry open the door of a single woman. There are no wonder that there are two types of identities in disguise. Check the form and find someone. Be careful, don't let strangers follow in the kitchen, don't turn your back to strangers, the treasure house is optimistic."

Zhen Zhen nodded, "I know, when there is no one, I will put the electric shock stick sent by Director Song where I can touch it."

Staying up late and working hard can’t make up for a meal. Chen Xingyao’s face was not bloody, and even his dark eyes were a little dim. Zhen Zhen said: “You can’t rest during the New Year, and I have no place to go. This place will be open for business all the time. Say what you want to eat in advance. After eating New Year’s dishes, maybe good luck will come.”

Warm words illuminate the man's black eyes, "The big fishing is indeed a blessed land."

Old Chen drove a Cherokee to have a meal today. There was a plate of Cui Jian's rock and roll in the car, and he was singing while driving. The speed of sixty miles made him drive a wild 120 miles. The meal showed the feeling of a knight. He felt a crazy passion in his heart. He hadn't been so happy for a long time. It was still delicious and made people happy with a baby. My son wanted to solve the case. When could he get a grandson for him to play with?

The phone dialed in, "Son, Dad wants to help you solve the case... a little brat!" He was undoubtedly criticized.

Chen Xingyao has returned to the office and continued the topic just now after arguing with Old Chen, and exchanged ideas for handling cases with Lu Quan. "Think about the twelve Killer and Jack the Ripper. Once the serial killer commits the first case, the frequency of the crime will be accelerated. There has been no movement in the past half month. It’s not that he didn’t take action, it may be that he failed after taking action, but the victim did not report the case."

Lu Quan pressed out the cigarette butts and stood up, "Pick out a few New Year's goods you brought back and go with me to the director's house."

The Chen family and his son came in a bad time and saw them off. It was just dark, and Zhen Zhen hung a sign that was suspended on the doorstep outside. Wang Jin was delivering the last goods in the south of the city. When he came back, the two of them had to make a reconciliation, and they would not open tonight.

Although she did not check the final review, she roughly calculated that the two of them each invested 70,000 yuan in this small-scale New Year's goods transaction, which was about 30% profit. After deducting the 10% profit to the food factory, each person made a profit of 16,000 yuan after deducting the tax paid by the factory.

Cooked food is actually very profitable because it gave the buyer a kickback. In fact, this transaction is not as profitable as her restaurant, but she is content with so much income in a month. In just a few months, her debt repayment goal has been completed halfway. If everything goes well, she can pay off all the debts in the second half of this year.

Zhen Zhen was happy to calculate the profit, and Treasure House was also very happy to draw circles on the side. Recently, my sister has read a lot of books, and Treasure House has also fallen in love with the activity of writing. She put her hands together, like pounding garlic, and hugged a thick red and blue pencil and drew a big circle.

"It's different when you become a model in the treasure house. The circles are painted like mosquito coils." Zhen Zhen glanced at it and commented.

Treasure raised his little fleshy face and solemnly stated, "I'm making money."

"...I can see that your Uncle Chen is the most important man around you." After a trip, her bullshit hero immediately became a little money-making fan.

According to the time he said, Wang Jin rushed back from the south of the city and quickly finished the supper prepared by Zhen Zhen.

There were many people walking outside the restaurant, so they took Zhen Zhen and his brother to the kitchen. The payment for the goods recovered two days ago was placed on Zhen Zhen. Today he collected the last part. The two piled the money on the cooking table and counted it carefully. There was no error with Zhen Zhen's calculations earlier. The profit was 16,320 yuan per person.

At the piggy bank that was fed to the treasure house at 80 cents, Zhen Zhen counted two thousand from his stack of profits, "There are still some beef left. I will keep these for the braised beef and sold to the karaoke bar. I will take it for you. I calculated it at the cost price, and I won't give the profit."

Wang Jin did not refuse anymore and took it with a smile, "Why do you have to make money by sewing? Of course, you have to calculate the cost price. Is braised pork cost?"

After taking a sip of tea, Wang Jin struck while the iron was hot and continued to discuss the next big plan for making money with Zhen Zhen. "We are familiar with the process. We will not let go of several major festivals in the future. Save some capital and open a food factory. You can produce technology and I will manage it. How about we continue to work together to make money?"

Zhen Zhen raised the corner of her lips, "You just look down on me?"

"You are just a dusty pearl. I have to grab you before you shine. Otherwise, if you become rich in the future, I will not be able to attract you like this."

Zhen Zhen smiled. Wang Jin was actually very good, smart and down-to-earth. He kept walking around these days and didn't let her stay up late. He watched the stove of the roast duck by himself. He only slept for three or four hours for several days, and he was tired and lost weight.

She does have a plan in her mind. She wants to open a fish product factory to make fish balls, fish cakes, and fish tofu. This kind of small food processing company does not require too much technology, the start-up capital is not too high, the cost is low, and the profit should be considerable as long as the quality is good.

So after sending New Year's goods to Uncle Dajun, she called Shanghai and apologized to him, saying that she would not pay back his money before the Spring Festival this year. She lacked funds to start, and letting the tens of thousands of dollars out of her hand get bigger money out, which is her New Year's plan.

Just a preliminary plan, the plan has not yet been formed, and she is not going to tell Wang Jin for the time being. Seeing that he is so tired that he yawns all over the world, Zhen Zhen urges him to go home and sleep, "You go back early, take a taxi home, take a look at the bag on the way, don't fall asleep halfway."

Wang Jin was really tired, covered his mouth and yawned again, and said to Zhen Zhen: "Then I'm leaving. I really have to have a good sleep and sleep until the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month. I'll see you two after the Chinese New Year. You two will close the door tightly when you sleep at night. Don't take it lightly. If you have any trouble, go to the police."

He sent the person away with his sister. The treasure house went back to draw circles. He found that the drawing paper was giggling. He opened it and saw that it was a red envelope. He knew the big money inside. He excitedly raised the red envelope to his sister, "I'm making money."

The red envelopes that were loaded with money were all curled up. Wang Jin must have kicked them in his pocket for a long time, and only found the opportunity today, and put them under the drawing paper in the treasure house when she was not paying attention.

The child didn't understand, how could Zhen Zhen not understand? Mr. Chen didn't even ask for a penny of kickbacks for the goods. A large part of the profits of their business this time were obtained from Mr. Chen. Wang Jin felt that he had taken advantage of her, so he returned some profits by sending the red envelopes in the treasure house. He made a total of more than 10,000 yuan, and he distributed almost one-fifth of them.

Three thousand yuan is very thick in the red envelope, and Zhen Zhenxin also follows it. She feels that she has traveled through future generations and seems to have lit up the good luck. She has got a cute and obedient brother and saved a kitten, and has magical abilities. The neighborhood is harmonious, the elders are close, and the friends are sincere.

Most of the people around her are small people with various difficulties, but small people have feelings and loyalty. She passes it on from the love that Wang Jin got.

This time, several neighbors have worked hard, and many people have been sent to their neighbors, and a lot of gas and water and electricity have been used. Zhen Zhen doubled the promised wages and sent them to the neighbors.

The neighbors didn't accept it, and Aunt Park spoke on behalf of several families, "You kid, have a big meal and send us all the money you earn. What's left? If you pay off the famine, we will continue to give it as much as you give it. Now it won't work, take it back, we don't want it."

Zhen Zhen smiled, "Aunt Park, don't you believe in my ability to make money?"

The treasure house echoed his sister and showed his steamed bun fist. The little copper coins dinged and "Catch money."

"How can I forget the richest cub?" Sister Xiaoyan smiled.

After much persuasion, everyone took the money. Zhen Zhen took her brother back first. Before leaving the door, she emphasized again that she must not give her something this time.

The women thought about it, and they seemed to be outspoken when they bought things. They would work harder in the future and not let their children’s money be given in vain.

However, I couldn't give you anything without giving it. I decided to go to Sita Department Store to buy a autumn suit for the siblings one by one, so I can keep it for the New Year.

The next day, the morning newspaper was late for the first time. When citizens got the belated newspaper, they saw a prominent front page and reported two cases of robbery, murder and corpse rape that occurred after New Year's Day in the provincial capital. They reminded the general public to pay attention to prevention. If important clues are provided, the public security department will receive a reward of 10,000 yuan.

The festive atmosphere of the New Year was covered with a shadow because of these two cases. After reading the newspaper, Zhen Zhen guessed that it was the first criminal investigation team of Officer Chen who took action, which led to the temporary revision of today's newspaper.

On the 28th day of the 12th lunar month, many units had a holiday in advance, and there were not as many people coming to Dayu for dinner. Uncle Park and Aunt Park cleaned up in the afternoon, and the whole family went back to the village to celebrate the New Year. Sister Xiaoyan also went to her mother-in-law's house in the west of the city to celebrate the New Year. Only she and Aunt Zhao's family stayed in Xinghua Lane.

In the evening, Zhen Zhen plugged in the first floor door in advance and took the treasure house and Gudu back to the second floor. After watching TV for a while, he took his brother to the bathroom to wash.

Gudu doesn’t need to be washed. While the treasure house is not there, jump onto the table and use hair claws to hook the goldfish raised in the fish tank to play with it.

The kitten was alert, and the slight sound downstairs was heard by it. He immediately jumped off the table flexibly, scratched the bathroom door, bit Zhen Zhen's trouser legs and dragged it to the door. Zhen Zhen noticed something strange, took out an electric shock stick and gently opened the door of the living room.

In the brightly lit Criminal Investigation Brigade Office, the first team and the second team supporting them were screening the clues provided by citizens through the hotline after they were reported today.

When the b-plane and landlines rang, Chen Xingyao was seeing a useful message. After a sister in her forties living on Guanghua Street opened the door for a stranger, she was attacked by him from behind. Fortunately, her son was at home and the murderer failed.

Seeing the Chinese characters on the B machine, Chen Xingyao burst out with a thick sentence and ran downstairs quickly.

The author has something to say: The word "Deji" at the end of the previous chapter is my negligence, so I will explain the meaning to you here.

This is a word evolved from Manchu language. The original meaning is to give wine to the elderly first, which means that the elderly get rewards from the younger generation.

There are many Manchu vocabulary in Beijing and Northeastern dialects, such as the spread of "rat" and "sloppy" may not be as wide as the previous two.

After a young age, I often heard adults say that having a boy is good, but not a girl. I was still very dissatisfied when I heard it, and now I say less.

Thank you for the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution from 2020-10-1722:04:25~2020-10-1819:19:38~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: today, I have two meters of auras;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: today's aura is 2.830 bottles; the bright moon is bright, the evil Yang, purple heart, doublekill, this little c is not too bad, 10 bottles of zksk; 6 bottles of dim morning light, 5 bottles of white radish; square, I want to make 2 bottles of salted fish; Chinese socialism with Chinese characteristics, 1 bottle of fragrant noodle;
Chapter completed!