Chapter 1343 Mandarin duck

"Ah hahaha, my wife is just smart. Why are you so smart? I really miss it." A few strokes were not enough. Shang Zhenqing showed Ke Baijia what my passion was, as if a fire burned the entire desert~

After writing down the whole idea, Shang Zhenqing's expression made him feel much more relaxed with the naked eye. Obviously, this idea completely penetrated his Ren and Du meridians.

After the record, Shang Zhenqing hugged his wife and looked at it again and again. Ke Baijia stretched out his palm and pushed it away. "It was a coincidence."

Not entirely because of those books.

When Ke Baijia was hungry in her previous life, she went to the supply and marketing cooperative to go shopping for something she liked but didn’t have enough money to buy it. She naively thought that it would be better if the things could be used first. Later, she saw from the book bar that people in later generations really had software and behaviors to use it first and then pay, and this envy was settled in her heart.

Therefore, when Shang Zhenqing said this, she said it casually.

When he went out in the afternoon, Shang Zhenqing's pace was rapid and confident.

Ke Baijia looked happy for him.

I worked hard again in the afternoon and was busy until almost seven o'clock. Everyone from the association cleaned up together before taking the dumplings back.

Ke Baijia didn't want these dumplings. After taking them home, she gave them to Grandpa Gao and Grandma Gao from the Moon Gate. She thought Gao Shang was really interested in Dr. Wen. After two correspondences, the Gao family became closer to Ke Baijia and said bluntly that she would call Grandpa Gao and Grandma Gao in the future.

"So many, have you kept it yourself?"

Ke Baijia nodded: "If we have us at home, we can't eat that much. If you two can't finish it, you can share some with the students in front of you. Don't put it for too long. The dumplings are fresh and delicious while they are hot."

"Hey, okay." After the two of them went back, thinking that their youngest son would not come back at least three or five days later, they really divided a big bowl to give to the two students in front.

Shang Zhenqing arrived at nine o'clock in the evening and actually held the design draft of the ticket: "I found a young comrade in the printing factory to design it for me, but it wasted his time. Tomorrow, I can cook more dishes, I'll send it to thank him."

"No problem, then I'll send some braised ingredients to go there. I'll get up tomorrow to get the braised dishes."

Shang Zhenqing nodded and asked Ke Baijia if the money was enough.

Ke Baijia laughed. After getting married, his savings were all on his side. She was not the kind of person who insisted on occupying all the money of his men and gave them a little bit. Naturally, she said, "What, you want it?"

Shang Zhenqing was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether he should think about this sentence in some ways.

Ke Baijia has already cleaned up the room, cleaned the table, and admired the design draft of the ticket; "It's so beautiful, look, he has also designed a free ticket for you, monthly tickets, annual tickets, Oh, where did the amazing little painter come from? Why don't you introduce it to our association and communicate with our propagandists?"

Shang Zhenqing: "Or what if he has time in the afternoon, I'll bring him back for dinner."

Ke Baijia agreed and prepared a lot of ingredients in the afternoon. In the middle of winter, the bundle of spinach is really envious.

When the propagandist came to the door with anxiety and anticipation, the warm-up pot was greeted.

That is, the mandarin duck hotpot made by Kebaijia, half is spicy and half is mushroom soup.

Gold and red, as the charcoal fire burned below, began to swell continuously, reflecting the most beautiful colors and fragrances to each other.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!