On the field ridge of Wujiacun, Old Man Wu was walking slowly with his hands behind his back. The cigarette in his mouth had burned to the butt, but he didn't notice at all. Apparently something was on his mind.

"father…"

A voice sounded, and it was Wu Chuanfu who came over.

Old man Wu woke up suddenly. After seeing his son, he nodded and threw the extinguished eyes out.

"How's it going?" Wu Chuanfu stepped forward and asked.

Old man Wu sighed helplessly: "It has been confirmed that the battlefield will be built at Songjiaji..."

Wu Chuanfu was shocked: "How could this happen? Didn't Mayor Liu intend to build it in our village before? Why did it be given to the Songjiaji?"

Old man Wu was also confused. He didn't know what went wrong. Mayor Liu and Secretary Huang came to the village to inspect before. Although Wujiacun and Songjiaji were both suitable for building sandfields, it was obvious from their tone that they wanted to

I was built in Wujiacun, and I ate the vegetables they sent me afterwards, and my attitude has always been good.

At first, Old Man Wu thought that this matter was a sure thing, but he didn't expect that the Songjiaji side had quietly started building a battlefield. If someone hadn't informed him, he wouldn't have known about it.

Seeing that old man Wu didn't speak, Wu Chuanfu became anxious: "Dad! You have to think of a way to do this. If we build a battlefield in our village, I can still be the director of the factory. But now in Songjiaji, I can't be the director of the factory."

Got it!"

Old man Wu was troubled. Hearing this, he said angrily: "Shut up!"

The people in the village already had a problem with him because of the battlefield incident. This guy still cared about the factory director, and his position as village director was almost in jeopardy.

Seeing his old man's ugly face, Wu Chuanfu knew that it was useless to say anything now, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

"Let's go back first. I'll go to the township government tomorrow to ask about the situation!"

Old man Wu said coldly.

Wu Chuanfu was overjoyed when he heard this: "Dad is right, you have a good reputation with the township government. The Songjiaji area has just started to be built. It's not impossible to change it again..."

Old Man Wu nodded slightly, but he was still uneasy, fearing that this matter would not be easy to handle.

When the two returned home, they saw that Chen Cuilan and Wu Bin had returned. Seeing that the sun had not yet set, Old Wu frowned.

"Why are you back so early? The buns are sold out?"

Old Man Wu's voice was a little unhappy. This is the best time to sell steamed buns. Why is it back now?

Chen Cuilan said nothing, and Mrs. Wu, who had been in the back room, came out with a bad look on her face.

"What a shame, I didn't sell a single bun. I brought them all back and threw them on the stove!"

Old man Wu was already in a bad mood. When he heard this, his blood suddenly surged and he yelled angrily: "Nonsense!"

"You were the ones who insisted on opening a bun shop. I betrayed my reputation and spent all my money to build the shop. Are you going to give up on this business on only the third day?"

"It's okay if you don't do it, just give me back the thousands of dollars you spent renting the house!"

When Wu Chuanfu heard this, he knew that the old man was really angry. He also glared at Chen Cuilan, and then looked at Wu Bin angrily: "Did you do something? Why didn't you sell it?"

Wu Bin looked aggrieved: "What does it have to do with me?"

Mrs. Wu felt sorry for her grandson and stepped forward to protect Wu Bin. Then she pointed at Chen Cuilan and cursed: "It's all your wife's fault. The buns are so delicious and there are no repeat customers. I said I would help, but you don't want me to go now. Now

Okay, I can’t do it anymore!”

Chen Cuilan was already angry, but she was even more aggrieved after being scolded by Mrs. Wu and Mr. Wu: "Is this my fault? It's not that you went to Chuanqin's bun shop to cause trouble, and now the customers don't come to patronize us.

Well, that dead girl Qiao Muyue told everyone that our family was causing trouble and made those people listen to her. Now no one comes to buy buns in the entire pedestrian street, how can I continue driving? "

Old man Wu frowned. Is it because of this? He looked at Wu Bin, hoping that Wu Bin would tell the truth.

Wu Bin didn't want to get involved and pretended not to see his father's eyes.

The old lady Wu next to her immediately became angry: "Don't talk nonsense. I heard Wu Min say that your buns were not delicious, so the customers didn't come. Don't blame others!"

Chen Cuilan's face was a little confused: "Who said, everyone makes the same buns, Wu Chuanqin can taste better than me?"

Mrs. Wu snorted coldly, then walked in and brought out a few steamed buns: "This is what Wu Min sent back. I found someone to buy it secretly from that damn girl's shop. I just reheated it..."

Everyone looked at the buns, which were neatly sized and white in color and soft in texture. They knew they were much better than Chen Cuilan's buns without eating them. Chen Cuilan's buns had never been as big as before, and they were reluctant to use good flour for making the buns. Each bun looked gray, like a crop.

Han eats nothing, how could the urbanites in the town like it? If you think about it, you can understand why the business is not good.

Chen Cuilan gritted her teeth. Wu Min, this damn girl, actually secretly came back to report. She must teach her a lesson later.

Old man Wu was also hungry, so he picked up a steamed bun and ate it. He only took one bite, and his eyes lit up immediately. It was oily and juicy, fragrant but not greasy, and he didn't know what was added to make it extra sweet.

"tasty!"

Wu Chuanfu and Wu Bin had never eaten it before, so they also picked it up and took a bite. They were shocked at how delicious the buns were.

Chen Cuilan was dissatisfied when she saw the whole family devouring it. She also picked up one and ate it. After just one bite, she stopped talking. This bun was completely incomparable. She would have bought this bun at the same price.

Old man Wu ate a meat bun and picked up a vegetable bun. After just one bite, he was even more amazed. He thought the meat bun was definitely the most delicious bun, but he didn't expect that the vegetable bun was the most delicious. It was obviously simple.

Green vegetables and mushroom buns, but he felt that they were particularly delicious. The vegetables were extremely fresh and sweet. He had been growing vegetables all his life and had never tasted such delicious vegetables.

Seeing Old Man Wu like this, everyone quickly picked up a vegetable bag and started eating. Suddenly, everyone became even more silent.

Chen Cuilan's heart sank. How could she argue with Wu Chuanqin? No matter how thick-skinned she was, she would not dare to say that her buns were more delicious than this one.

"Why is it so delicious?"

Wu Chuanfu couldn't believe it.

Mrs. Wu's face was gloomy. She had eaten several of them just now. Of course she knew how delicious they were. When she heard her son's words, she snorted coldly: "Do we still know about this damn girl's craftsmanship? We used to do it at home.

It’s not that I don’t cook, how could I have such good skills? There must be a secret recipe..."
Chapter completed!