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Chapter 302 Jiang Chuyang's opinion!(1/2)

Jiang Chuyang's family.

A wide field for drying grain.

A loaded tractor was parked there.

There were many villagers watching the fun standing around.

There are also carpenters who make folding barbecue grills in Jiangchuyang.

Among them, Gangzi, Zhao Tie, Shang Shengnan, Shang Xiaoqin, and Shang Yinghong were also watching from the outside.

This made the tractor driver and the obese middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat smile bitterly.

However, he did not drive away the villagers who were watching the excitement at the first time, but waited quietly.

Waiting for their boss Zhao Bin to come back.

At this time, Zhao Bin was talking to Li Hongyu and Jiang Xiulan at the gate.

There was also a bulging paper bag in his hand.

As for what's inside.

It was obviously the 20,000 yuan that Dalong mentioned before.

However, Zhao Bin tried hard to persuade him.

Li Hongyu and Jiang Xiulan just refused to accept this huge sum of money.

After all, no matter what.

Now their Jiang Chuyang can make money.

Under such circumstances.

Naturally, they would not accept the 20,000 yuan to cause trouble for Jiang Chuyang.

Although Zhao Bin guessed the thoughts of their mother and daughter at this time.

But he did not give up giving the money to Jiang Chuyang.

Just when there is a stalemate.

The sweet and glutinous voice of the little rice balls came from the mountain road: "Uncle, the glutinous rice cakes at Xiaojiao's house are so good! Can we go to the market to buy some and bake them someday?"

"Hehe...Brother, I want to do it too." This was the happy voice of Xiaodou Bao.

"And me." Xiao Panzi agreed.

"Buy whatever you want! I have plenty at home. I'll go back and get some and bake them soon!" Little Pepper reminded.

"Oh, that's great!" the little rice ball cheered.

Little Panzi, Little Bean Bun, and Little Sweet Potato couldn't help but laugh.

This laughter made Li Hongyu, Jiang Xiulan, and Zhao Bin couldn't help but look back.

When I saw it was Jiang Chuyang coming back with the children.

They breathed a sigh of relief.

Among them, Zhao Bin said hello to Li Hongyu.

He hurriedly greeted him.

"Mom, should we go talk to Chuyang about money?" Jiang Xiulan asked Li Hongyu while watching Zhao Bin go away.

"No, Chu Yang can handle this little thing. Let's make breakfast quickly!" Li Hongyu said and turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

"Okay! Okay!" Jiang Xiulan quickly followed.



On the mountain road.

Jiang Chuyang asked Xiao Hongshu to take the little girls to the backyard to warm up over the fire.

He stopped with a smile and looked at Zhao Bin approaching: "I really don't understand. Is it your Zhao family's idea to give away money and food ingredients, or is it the idea of ​​Grandpa Li and Mr. Qi?"

If it was the Zhao family's idea.

He would definitely reject it without even thinking about it.

But if it was Li Xingye and Qi Chaoyang's idea.

Then he has to think about it carefully, at least he won't refuse it directly.

Zhao Bin guessed what Jiang Chuyang was thinking, and after being stunned, he replied truthfully: "The ingredients were sent by Mr. Pan and Mr. Gu through connections. Among them were the ingredients for dog meat hot pot, boiled fish and leftover ingredients. What they meant,

I hope I can eat these two delicacies when I come to your home in the future.”

"As for the 20,000 yuan, it is a little thought from our Zhao family. I hope you will keep it. After all, in the next few months, I will have to trouble you to make the Golden Three Fresh Soup for my Tiggo to drink."

Hearing this, Jiang Chuyang shook his head: "It's actually a trivial matter to cook the golden three delicacies soup for Tiggo, so you should take back the 20,000 yuan! Don't make me angry, because then everyone will be embarrassed."

"But what Boss Li means is that I must give you the money, and he also said that this is for your own good, to prevent others from coming to you to make the Golden Three Fresh Soup. One or two is fine, but if there are more,

You will die from exhaustion and you won’t be able to afford the loss.” Zhao Bin said Li Xingye’s exact words with a wry smile.

Otherwise.

He is in the midst of a busy schedule.

He would never take out so much money and give it to Jiang Chuyang.

After all, I can become friends with Li Xingye, Qi Chaoyang, and Bai Zhiming.

Then you won't be short of money, and you won't care about money.

After Jiang Chuyang understood the meaning of Zhao Bin's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "Grandpa Li really said that?"

"Yes, I really said that." Zhao Bin confirmed.

Jiang Chuyang fell silent.

It really has to be like this.

It seems like he really can't do it without accepting the money.

Zhao Bin sighed softly and said: "Chu Yang, let me tell you the truth! Now it is no secret in the country that you can cook the Golden Three Fresh Soup. If it weren't for Boss Li and Mr. Qi who were helping to stop those people who came here because of their fame,

I'm afraid your front door is already overcrowded, so in order to prevent this from happening, they asked me to send money and ingredients for making Golden Three Fresh Soup as soon as possible."

"Okay!" Jiang Chuyang smiled gratefully.

"Then 20,000 yuan..." Zhao Bin looked at Jiang Chuyang.

"I'll accept it, but I won't do it next time," Jiang Chuyang said.

"Hahaha...Okay!" Zhao Bin laughed and handed the money to Jiang Chuyang.

Jiang Chuyang weighed it, without counting it, and handed it directly to Du Xiaohe, who was holding Xiao Panzi over: "Sister, put the 20,000 yuan into your account, save it as you need, spend it as you need to, don't worry about its source.

"

"No..." Du Xiaohe was stunned.

She just came to ask.

Do you want to go to the supply and marketing cooperative on Nanhua North Road today to sell folding barbecue grills?

He didn’t come over and say he wanted to take care of the money!

And it’s still a huge amount of 20,000 yuan.

Xiao Panzi also blinked his big eyes in surprise.

I secretly said that my brother was my brother, and he actually made 20,000 yuan this morning.

Her father, Mom, compared with her brother.

That's really far off.

"I told you to just take it, why are you asking so many questions?" Jiang Chuyang looked at Du Xiaohe and couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't worry, this money is not hot, it is the legal income from my labor."

"Yes, I can prove it." Zhao Bin agreed.

"Okay then!" Du Xiaohe took the money and started counting it in front of Jiang Chuyang.

After confirming that the number was correct, he quickly took Xiao Panzi away.

She is not stingy about counting money.

But as an accountant.

This step is necessary.

Otherwise, if the money is missing, she will have to pay for it.

"You are a good accountant." Zhao Bin looked at Du Xiaohe who was walking away and smiled: "Chuyang, if there is nothing else, I will go and help unload the ingredients on the tractor."

"Okay." Jiang Chuyang nodded.

"You... really don't have anything else to do?" Zhao Bin suddenly asked again.

"What do you mean by that?" Jiang Chuyang scratched his head in confusion.
To be continued...
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