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Chapter 1114. Those years when I made the scumbag cry (38)

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    Before Ye Chuijin arrived home, Zhao Yumei ran out and took the basket.

    "how is it going?"

    Ye Chuijin smiled and said nothing.

    After waiting at home, looking at the other people sitting at the table, Ye Chuijin smiled and took the unsold salted duck eggs from the basket, one for each person.

    "eat first."

    When the salted duck eggs were first pickled, Ye Chuijin wanted to try one duck egg per person, but the Zhao family was used to being poor. In the past, they were reluctant to eat eggs every day, so how could they be willing to eat duck eggs?

    No one ate at that time.

    At this time, Ye Chuijin sat down at the table and cracked open the eggshells, using chopsticks to pick apart the green duck eggs.

    The golden-red oil flowed out first and dripped on the rice porridge, making the originally bland porridge suddenly fragrant.

    Zhao Yumei swallowed, hesitated for a while and finally gritted her teeth, and followed Ye Chuijin's example of peeling the salted duck eggs open.

    The golden oil flowed out, and she couldn't wait to pick up a chopstick of egg yolk and put it into her mouth.

    The soft, salty egg yolk is so fragrant that it makes people want to swallow it.

    Zhao Lixian couldn't help it: "Eat it, eat it, there's nothing you can't eat if you pickle it at home."

    After saying that, he started eating.

    A meal is particularly sweet because of a salted duck egg.

    After finishing the meal and clearing the table, Ye Chuijin took out the cloth bag containing the money and put it on the table.

    "The total here isseventy-six yuan. There are three kilograms of pork, a bag of white flour, and two bottles of sesame oil in the basket. I made a total of eighty-two yuan today."

    Hearing this number, everyone in the room remained silent for a long time.

    After a while, Zhao Yumei¡¯s voice trembled: ¡°So many?!¡±

    Ye Chuijin was very calm: "It's not much, the handmade soap and duck eggs haven't been sold out yet."

    Yes.

    There are still a lot of handmade soaps left, and there are also a lot of salted duck eggs left.

    Hearing what she said, Zhao Yumei covered her chest and turned red with excitement.

    There is not a single 100-yuan household in Linshui Village, and my family is about to become a 100-yuan household.

    Leaving a room full of people still in amazement to digest the news, Ye Chuijin took more than a dozen eggs and a piece of handmade soap and walked slowly from home to the door of Yue Ang's house.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????In this period of time, under Ye Chuijin's care, the house Yue Ang lived in completely changed, it was clean, tidy, and much brighter.

    Ye Chuijin walked to the door and did some mental construction for himself for a while.

    It is also a knife to stretch her head.

    Ye Chuijin reached out and knocked on the door.

    "Who is it?" Yue Ang's voice came from the door.

    "Uhthe commune sends warm things."

    After a while, the door opened.

    Yue Ang looked at her, pursed his lips and smiled.

    Ye Chuijin's legs went weak as soon as she saw him, and she walked in especially obediently carrying the things and putting them aside.

    Yue Ang pointed to the bed: "Sit."

    After saying that, he poured her a glass of water.

    Ye Chuijin took the water glass.  He even thanked her quietly.

    The two of them knew each other well. Yue Ang picked up what she sent and looked at it.

    "Handmade soap? Have you gone to the city?" He raised his eyebrows: "How are the sales?"

    Ye Chuijin didn¡¯t need to say anything, he could guess that she made these things to make money.

    "It's not bad." Ye Chuijin said, "I want to improve my living environment"

    Yue Ang put down the things and nodded.

    "Cleaning is indeed a good direction, and the mid-to-high-end route is more suitable for you."

    Ye Chuijin listened to him very well like a primary school student who was praised by the class teacher.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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