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Chapter 371 369. How to become a stewardess

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    369. How to become a stewardess

    When Qin Shiou was young, although his hometown was economically underdeveloped, he felt that life was better and happier.

    In the northern region of China, it is very cold in late autumn and early winter, that kind of clean cold.  Unlike now, when the cold wind blows in winter, you can still see the dust in the air when standing under the sun.

    At that time, Qin Shiou would run out early every morning to see Shuang.  This must be a very weird hobby. What's so good about frost?  But Qin Shiou likes to see a thin layer of frost spread on the grass and trees on the ground.

    Recalling some scenes from his childhood, Qin Shiou couldn't help but laugh. Bush thought he was laughing at himself, so he squawked unhappy and continued to climb the fence to learn to fly.

    Bush¡¯s weight loss was very successful because he consciously ate less and ran more every day, unlike Big Bear.

    The bear also eats less when he eats, but he eats secretly.  Moreover, there have been a lot of bird eggs left on the beach recently, so Xiong Dabai took Dabai to dig up bird eggs. For brown bears, these things are also delicious.

    So, now that he is nestling next to Qin Shiou, Xiong Da still looks as fat and cute as ever, and he has not lost any weight at all.

    Bush can barely glide. When he jumps off the table, he can flap his wings and glide four to five meters. Next, find a suitable opportunity to release him again, and he will probably fly.

    Looking at the pure snowflakes, Qin Shiou recalled many things from his childhood. His childlike innocence grew, and he remembered making hawthorn popsicles when he was a child.

    This is very simple, just use the stove to boil a pot of hawthorn rock sugar water in winter, then pour it into a cup, insert a chopstick, put it on the windowsill outside the house at night, and when you wake up the next day, a piece of rock sugar hawthorn popsicle will be iced.

    At that time, Qin Shiou especially hoped that he could make such popsicles in summer, but it was too hot in summer and it was impossible to do it.  Now that there are refrigerators and ice machines, let alone making popsicles, it is no problem to make ice cream cones by yourself, but Qin Shiou has no interest in that.

    Nowadays, children can buy ice cream easily, so who would eat popsicles?  There are ice factories in Yili and Mengniu, so why bother making popsicles yourself?

    Qin Shiou became interested. There are many hawthorns in Canada, and they are bigger. They are the famous North American hawthorns.

    He washed and cut the cottage cheese, put it in a kettle, boiled it, put maple syrup and rock sugar in it, and froze it at night.

    Not only that, he saw there were some fruits in the kitchen, so he squeezed the juice and went to the Hughes convenience store in town to buy a bunch of small cups. He put the juice in it and could freeze more delicious fruity popsicles at night, all natural.

    Seeing that he didn't understand why he bought so many cups, Hughes asked him what he was doing. Qin Shiou explained, and he smiled and said, "You are really leisurely. If it were me, I would use an ice machine to make it."

    "It feels different, man." Qin Shiou said in a serious tone.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? away out of the convenience store.

    Qin Shiou leaned on the counter and smiled: "You are really a rich man."

    Little Hughes spat out his eyes and said triumphantly: "You don't understand how I feel, Qin, I'm slapping you in the face. Kevin is such a bastard. He looked down on me before, but now I make more money than him, so I have to  I want to show off."

    The profits of grocery stores are very high, and for tourists, these specialties from the mysterious Indian tribes in the Rocky Mountains are obviously more tempting.

    American ginseng has been sold like crazy, and almost every tourist who comes to Farewell Island takes two ginseng back home.

    ¡°Little Hughes did something that Qin Shiou admired very much, that is, even if the supply exceeded demand, he did not use artificially cultivated ginseng from outside to make up for it. The American ginseng sold in grocery stores came from the Rocky Mountains.

    Of course, these American ginseng are not all collected by the Sioux. When little Hughes and his friends went to the Sioux for shopping, they would wander around the small towns in the Rocky Mountains and buy all the local American ginseng.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????? off.  But he didn't care. The accounts were all done by Hughes. It didn't matter if he earned more or less.

    Smoking a cigarette, little Hughes asked Qin Shiou: "Qin, are you free in January? Let's go to the mountains of the Sioux people together. We do a lot of business with them. Because I order them all  The highest price, the medicines and food condiments delivered are also good goods, so we win nowgain their trust.  "

    Qin Shiou smiled and said, "Can't I just leave this to you? They trust you, Larry Hughes, not me."

    Little Hughes said sincerely: "But without your initial financial support, this business would not be possible. I have introduced you to their patriarchs and elders. They know you and want to invite you to be a guest."  .¡±

    Qin Shiou was really interested in the majestic and rugged Rocky Mountains and the mysterious Indians inside, but after thinking about it, he regretfully refused: "No, Larry, I have to go home in January to prepare for the New Year. Spring Festival, you  You know? It¡¯s so important to us Chinese.¡±

    "Of course I know the Spring Festival is your Christmas. When will you come back? Can you come back in March?"

    It was almost March, and Qin Shiou nodded.

    "Then let's go to the Sioux tribe in March and introduce you to their chiefs and elders. I think you will like it there. It is a completely original ecological life."

    Having settled this matter, Qin Shiou left the convenience store and returned to the fishing ground. At night, he placed the cups outside the window.

    Winnie came over and asked, "What are you doing?"

    Qin Shiou smiled and said: "Making popsicles is my childhood memory."

    When I was a child, I boiled hawthorns in water. The hawthorn juice cooked in this way was naturally very light. Of course, it was more than enough to satisfy my childhood self.  Now that there is a juicer in the kitchen, Qin Shiou took some large hawthorns and squeezed them with ice water. The hawthorn juice that came out was thicker and I believe it will taste better.

    After putting away the juice cups and hawthorn water cups, Qin Shiou closed the window and turned around. When he turned around, his eyes immediately opened wide, and he felt a sense of surprise in his heart.

    Winnie put on the stewardess uniform that she had not worn for a long time, a snow-white shirt, a sky blue skirt, and a small silk scarf around her neck, with a noble temperament.

    With her fingers clasped on the right side of her waist, Wei Ni smiled slightly at Qin Shiou, and the blood in his body began to boil.

    Qin Shiou opened his arms and was about to pounce on him. Wei Ni stretched out her hand to stop him, pouting dissatisfied and saying, "I still have to deal with my hair style."

    Sitting in front of the dressing table, Winnie turned back and smiled sweetly. She first pulled her hair into a ponytail, then twisted her hair to the left, wrapped it twice and tied it with a rubber band.

    After tying up her hair, Wei Ni continued to make a circle to the left and hid it behind the first circle. After wrapping it in this way, what was left was basically just a hair tail. She continued to stuff the hair tail into the rubber band, and then used the rubber band.  Tie it up.

    In this way, a perfect stewardess was born.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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