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Chapter 365: Shopkeeper Mao was fired

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just that my mother believed in the wrong person."

After telling the story of Zhao Mingyu and Xiao’s father, Lu Lingxi’s eyes were filled with heartache.

"I've been buying my mother's shop recently and let Uncle Zhao go to Shengjing."

"I have made great progress in the past two years when I help my uncles and my grandfathers."

"In the last life, my second uncle disappeared in an ordinary battle."

"That's why you let your second brother go?"

Lu Lingxi asked.

She knew that the north had been in constant turmoil, and there was no more of the rest.

In her previous life, she lived too self-centeredly and considered herself more, while the people around her were ignored by her.

So much so that her family was destroyed and her family died, she didn't know who to hate her.

From beginning to end, I only knew that my enemy was Bai Ruoshui, but the jade pendant I got from my grandmother showed that everything was not as simple as she thought.

She didn't know who the person was hiding, nor did she know what was waiting for her in the future.

"Sorry, I'm thinking it's a bit."

Lu Lingxi didn't know why Xiao Mochen suddenly apologized.

But she still said, "The third brother's personality is that even without your intervention, he will secretly run to join the army." He didn't go before because his family couldn't live without him, and he couldn't leave the whole family.

thing.

Now even the elder brother is pursuing his dreams. To be honest, he is not optimistic about his elder brother's business at all. Lu Nanxing, who is not optimistic about his elder brother's business, silently saves his elder brother some travel expenses for his elder brother.

Specifically, the brothers around him are his mobile ATMs.

There is no way, no one is greedy for the food Lu Lingxi sent to his brother, and no one is good at cooking.

On the heartbreaking night in the north, Lu Nanxing started the culprit.

When Manager Wu left that day, he quietly complained to his wife, and described the number ticket he left for his master very specifically. It was seen by two women. What did the two women look like?

Said it.

Finally, he also explained to his master that neither of them was as beautiful as his wife, and was dignified and could make money.

Lu Lingxi was so funny that she was so funny that she told Xiao Mochen to listen to it as a joke. Xiao Mochen secretly wrote a note to Manager Wu, and he knew that he was not holding back his weight.

Xiao Mochen explained that he had given the ticket to Brother Qian a long time ago, and Brother Qian needed those two tickets more than him.

Thinking about the content, Lu Lingxi smiled.

Xiao Mochen's detrimentality can kill people and kill people.

"I'm calling it timely rain. I used it without looking at Brother Qian."

Recently, because of Qian Bowen and his group, Journey to the West has been written by Journey to the West, but there has never been any new words.

Lu Lingxi returned to the salted fish state, and as for the sauce workshop, it was handed over to Yang Tao.

In the past six months, the growth of Xingtao has been very obvious.

Lu Lingxi was also very relieved.

Manager Mao was in a state of ease. Who would have thought that the little boss would come?

"Uncle Mao, you did a good job." After reading the account book, the smile on his face became more sincere.

Although there were competitors around, Xiangmanlou was still the first in the surrounding area.

And these days I have transferred to the restaurants in the capital and capital, and I have earned more.

The shopkeeper Mao was full of red face.

"It's good for the master to teach me."

Sun Yulan's expression was faint. Now that he saw the value of the fragrant pot sauce, he wanted to take these into his own hands.

I heard that the other party was just a poor scholar, and during the conversation, the shopkeeper Mao was very optimistic about the other party.

Sun Yulan's eyes were a little disgusted. Uncle Mao was too old and his elbows were also turning out.

"What, master, do you want to get the sauce recipe?"

Manager Mao spoke out in surprise, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

"Does the big boss know?"

"Why don't what I say, I mean the big boss."

Sun Yulan took out the jade token in his arms, and the shopkeeper Mao knew about his second brother's belongings.

Manager Mao shook his head slightly and knelt on the ground.

The master is killing the chicken to get eggs, and he still can't listen to what he says.

"Okay, Uncle Mao, let's get together and part. For the sake of your relationship with my Sun family, these twenty taels are our last friendship."

Sun Yulan looked at the middle-aged man beside him and asked him to take out twenty taels of silver.

The middle-aged man took out twenty taels of silver and threw it on the Mao shopkeeper.

He couldn't help but feel proud in his eyes: "Shopkeeper Mao. No, Old Man Mao, you have to worry about the three days you have given you by your master."

"You can't take your master seriously by looking at his young age."

"Hey, what good did the poor scholar give you? You still hide their news from them. Seeing that you are like this, aren't they all the harmed you?"

"You must keep your grudges and remember them, not your master."

Under the supervision of the middle-aged man, Manager Mao packed up his things and left the restaurant where he worked hard for most of his life.

He seemed to have been several years old and his back was hunched.

After the middle-aged man finished supervising, he took the gold abacus that he had snatched from the shopkeeper Mao and went back to report his life.

"Master, I personally supervised it, Old Man Mao took nothing away."
Chapter completed!
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