Everyone still trusted their old classmate Song Tan very much and didn't notice that she was sharpening her knife at all.
At this moment, he was cleaning up his dirty self in the yard. The aroma coming from the kitchen made his mouth water and he couldn't move. At the same time, he was urged by the hot sun and Wu Lan's enthusiasm to walk into the living room in two or three steps.
Good job!
A cool breeze blew by, and everyone felt that their hot hearts were soothed, and their tense bodies relaxed instantly.
The children were obviously even happier. They ran to the baskets and baskets that Wulan had temporarily placed in the corner of the wall as if they were familiar with the place, and crawled around in them, looking very comfortable.
The basket and the ground were covered with milky white cloth, which attracted several mothers to gather around out of curiosity.
"Oh, this thing is really interesting - come on, son, do you know what this is?"
"This cloth looks pretty sturdy. I don't have to worry about my kids getting scratched by the basket when I let them play with it..."
Of course, this is a rough-raising model for children. Families who raise them carefully will not bring them to the countryside on a hot day.
"Exactly, Song Tan, where did you buy this cloth? I'll buy two beds for my son's playpen. The cushion is made of sponge and he always picks at it."
Song Tan went over to take a look—it was white, coarse cloth.
Could it be some old coarse cloth sheet
Unexpectedly, when Wu Lan came in, she burst into laughter: "You all can't recognize it, this thing must be more than 20 years old - this is a sack distributed by the postal company in the past. A relative of Tan Tan's aunt was a postman at that time. After a few rounds of delivery, the stuff finally arrived here."
I was afraid that young people would dislike it, so I added a few more words: "These were dried before moving. They are strong and clean. They look rough, but they are actually very breathable. I used to put this on my bed and it lasted for decades without getting damaged."
Ouch!
Anyone who is willing to let their children crawl around in a basket will not think that sacks are bad!
At this moment, everyone became interested: "I want to buy it too... Really, it looks refreshing and comfortable..."
…
Here, Wu Qianqian had just finished fixing her makeup in front of the mirror. She was looking at the powder box while applying powder on her face.
The more he looked at Song Tan, the angrier he got.
However, a few girls beside him hesitated and wanted to divert Song Tan's attention, so they asked:
"Wu Qianqian, how do you feel about using this powder?"
Wu Qianqian instantly became proud, and closed the lid reservedly and casually, showing the big logo in front of everyone:
"It's OK, average, not expensive, only about 560 yuan."
560? That’s really rich.
Song Tan stood far away and listened, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Wu Qianqian was so gentle that it seemed as if tears were about to drip.
However, several female classmates were stunned for a moment, and then looked regretful:
"Ah! You bought it at full price..."
"I have one too, but it's not from this series. There's a Chinese New Year promotion going on, so it's 20% off!"
"I'm telling you, you have to wait until Double Eleven to buy it. Buy one get one free. If you don't want that much, you can also group order with others. The total cost of one is only over 200 yuan!"
When it comes to how to offer discounts, everyone has a lot to talk about!
Wu Qianqian was ignored again:…
Damn it! Why doesn't anyone envy her for having money and spending it!
Seeing this, Song Tan couldn't help but laugh again.
How should I put it? Times are changing. In the past, people were ashamed to say they were poor. If they said it, they would feel ashamed. When buying something, the core point to show off is that it is expensive!
But now.
Everyone talks about eating dirt and drinking wind. The combination of northwest wind and concrete shows poverty to the fullest. When it comes to buying things, the original price is not important, what matters is how much money you save...
Compared with her, it seems as if time has frozen for more than ten years for Wu Qianqian!
Emmm... Song Tan thought: Dear Qianqian, you are still so green.
…
Qianqian’s dishes are well-known to everyone, but no one has had the chance to taste the sweetness of her Tremella soup.
Seeing everyone entering the house, everyone was amazed and envious of the new house, and at the same time, they couldn't help but pick up a bowl of Tremella soup under Wulan's enthusiasm.
"Come and have a try. Our Tremella Soup is well-known far and wide! Customers from the capital city ask for it every day. And you know about the Third Hospital of Ningcheng? Several departments buy it from us! And the patients..."
Is this true or false
It was rare for the enthusiastic and simple Ulan to brag like this, so everyone was a little skeptical. The chilled white fungus didn't have much fragrance, so after everyone tasted it out of respect, the whole spacious living room fell silent for a moment!
Just... How can it be so delicious!
The squad leader stared blankly at his spoon. He often claimed that he was a man who didn't like sweets, so he refused all desserts. But now...
If desserts are so delicious, why on earth would he refuse them?!
Moreover, this Tremella soup is particularly thoughtful. The Tremella is torn into small pieces. As the thick soup passes through your mouth, you can seem to feel the cool and nourishing sweetness!
Woohoo, it’s really delicious!
Everyone took away their spoons, endured and endured, but still gulped down the bowls -
Silky, thick, sweet and refreshing!
After taking a bite, it was like Zhu Bajie eating the ginseng fruit, he didn't taste it properly at all!
A few shameless male classmates stared at Wulan: "Auntie..."
Wulan seemed to know nothing. At this moment, he just smiled to himself in a simple and kind manner: "Oh, young people still have good appetites. I made such a big pot this morning. I thought we would not be able to finish it! I didn't expect it to be eaten up already - do you want more? I'll make another pot?"
Tell me, how thick-skinned must one be to be able to handle this!
The most important thing is, if you wait till now, you will never be able to eat it!
Everyone lowered their heads and reluctantly used a spoon to scrape out the remaining soup.
Only Wu Qianqian.
She was angry, but she would never suffer any loss! So if she made Song Tan angry, she would have to eat back at Song Tan's house!
Eat a lot, just don’t spend money to buy food!
Ha, let’s see what you can do!
Well... I can't not buy any at all, watermelon is still good, so I'll buy one... two, three, or four first!
Five at most, six can’t be too big... more won’t work!
Who made Song Tan so arrogant
Humph! She teased herself, and she also wanted to play with Song Tan's emotions!
For example, give her hope first.
"Song Tan, this Tremella soup is so delicious! Is this the Tremella you own? How much is it? Give me two kilograms!"
Then, shatter hope.
"Ah, no, I can't buy so much. I've spent too much this month..."
You have to leave a loophole and pretend that there is hope, so that she will keep wanting to sell you something!
Wu Qianqian sat back on the sofa proudly.
But the next moment, Song Tan sighed, "Qianqian, you are so kind. But there are too many people who have reserved it. If you want a pound, I am afraid there will not be enough for other students... If you really want to buy it, I will give you half a pound for my own consumption."
Wu Qianqian: