MTL - Take Taobao to the Ancient Times-Chapter 22 Sugar-coated haws

"I can go picking, too." Rong An raised his chubby little hand and said unhappy.

Do these adults forget him?

Obviously he can do a lot of work now.

Everyone heard the words and laughed loudly. Uncle Rong bounced directly on the grandson's forehead and laughed and cursed, "You kid."

"That's it," Rong Lao thought for a moment, and said seriously, "Sixty-nine and seventy-six percent accounted for 60%, Qing Niang accounted for 10%, we accounted for 20%, the remaining 10%, as a group, wait until more Then, just buy some food, seasoning or something, how? "

"But there isn't me." Rong An pursed his lips and said a little unwillingly.

"Uncle Rong, Xiaojiu and I have taken up too much." An Xiaoqi still felt that their sisters took up a bit.

An Xiaojiu did not speak.

In fact, An Xiaojiu felt that such an allocation was quite reasonable.

In modern times, technology stocks account for the most. The two of them are responsible for researching new food, aren't they technical stocks?

Uncle Rong frowned and waved his hand, "Hey, you two don't say anything else, old man, I think it's fair to do so. If you believe me, don't say anything else."

An Xiaojiu and An Xiaoqi looked at each other.

When it comes to this, there is naturally nothing to say.

"Grandpa, grandpa!" Rong An didn't get a response, dragging Uncle Rong's clothes all the time, shaking unhappyly.

"Oh, my little ancestor, don't hang around, Grandpa, this old bone is about to fall apart."

"An'an, if you want to get money, first talk about what you can do?" An Xiaojiu squatted down, pulled Rong'an's hand, and asked very patiently.

Children, we should start paying attention to education at this age.

Developing children's practical and self-care skills is actually quite good.

Rong An raised her head happily and shouted, "Sister Xiaojiu, I can peel the shell, add fire."

Talking and counting with his chubby fingers, he seemed to be serious.

An Xiaojiu touched Rong'an's head and praised: "An An can do so many things? Then, let's pick it up again later, will An An help peel the shell, OK? The money sold Fragment, I will give it to you then. "

"Great! Sister Jiu Jiu knows you love me the most." Rong An smiled and smiled, and said, "Left", leaving a soak mark on An Xiao Jiu's face.

Uncle Rong, "Xiao Jiu, you spoil him so much."

Uncle Rong disagrees.

How much money can this child make? He actually said that Rong'an Qian was needed.

"Mr. Rong, I didn't give it for free. If An An didn't help peeling the shell, I would definitely not give him money." An Xiaojiu stood up with a smile in his eyes and light.

I found a way to make money. No matter how much money I can make, it ’s a beginning, right?

As soon as he can start making money, An Xiaojiu believes that there must be more and more money.

Anyway, isn't he a cross?

Are the farming texts seen in modern times all making a lot of money by making a candied fruit casually?

"Grandpa and Grandpa, I will try to peel the shell. By then, Xiaojiu will give me the money, can I take it to buy a sweet gourd?" Rong An ran to hold Uncle Rong's thigh and began to coquettishly.

Grandpa always said that candy gourd was bad for his teeth, so he didn't let him eat it!

"Ice sugar gourd?" An Xiaojiu narrowed his eyes.

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Did n’t you say that I ’d better wait for her traversal to bring the candy gourd here?

How come now? !!

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Rong An blinked his eyes, looked at An Xiaojiu, and said with great sympathy: "Sister Xiaojiu, haven't you ever eaten rock candy gourd? Pitiful, rock candy gourd is coated with sugar on the outside of hawthorn, which is delicious and sour Sweet and sour. "

In Rong An's impression, Sister Jiu was always bullied, and she often did n’t eat enough, so sister Sister Jiu should not know what rock sugar gourd is?

It ’s so pitiful.

Anyway, he still eats a bunch occasionally.

An Xiaojiu scratched his head in an awkward moment, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his mind, and he asked, "An'an, do you eat hawthorn with rock candy?"

"Isn't rock sugar gourd made of hawthorn?" The fat man was a little stunned.

Isn't this little sister, silly, just told her that rock candy is made of hawthorn, why asked again?

An Xiaojiu said to everyone with excitement: "In the beginning, everyone only knew about fried peanuts, this fruit ..." An Xiaojiu pointed at the plate of cashews held by Rong Jing and said excitedly, "Everyone has never thought about Can you fry this too? That's the same thing. Why can't you use hawthorn for sugar candied fruit? Other fruits can also be used. "

Think of past life's glutinous rice gourds, purple potato candied fruits, virgin fructose gourds, glucose gourds ...

An Xiaojiu began to feel drooling.

Especially the glutinous rice candied fruit is really delicious, but I don't know if there is glutinous rice here.

"Can other fruits also be made of rock candy?" Xiao Rong'an blinked his eyes and narrowed Rongjing.

In the heart of the fat man, his uncle is a particularly insightful person.

Ask these questions to Uncle, Uncle must be very clear!

"I haven't heard of it, but I can give it a try." Rong Jing's eyes lightened. He did not expect that An Xiaojiu's mind would be so active.

Uncle Rong gave his final voice, "Xiao Jing, after a while, you will take Xiaojiu to the mountain again. In addition to picking that fruit, and see if there are other fruits. Qingniang will stay After a while, I pulled off the skin of the dumpling. You can use the dumpling meat to refining oil, so you can save on oil. "

Uncle Rong knew that the refined meat of dumplings was better than lard, but he was too lazy to fix it, and the second was that he could afford lard.

So there is no trouble.

Now that someone has met, why not save the money?

"OK." Qing Niang agreed happily.

"What about me, grandpa." Rong An glared at Uncle Rong, he also wanted to go to the mountain to see.

Uncle Rong refused even if he didn't want to, "No, you are too young to go to the mountains, it's too dangerous."

He is just such a grandson. If anything happens, how can he live?

Thinking of his premature son, Uncle Rong felt a throb in his heart.

"Okay, grandpa."

When Rong An saw Uncle Rong's eyes, he knew that this matter had not been discussed.

Fortunately, Rong'an has long been mentally prepared.

"An'an obediently, come back and make some other fruit candy candies for you." An Xiaoji comforted the fat man a few words.

Sure enough, Rong An's eyes brightened as soon as he heard the food.

After a while, Rong Jing set up the henhouse, took a few baskets, and the three went uphill again.