After everyone talked about Shaqima, they started to notice Jiang Yu again.
Seeing that he was wearing a mask, I was very curious about his appearance. The main reason was that these ladies were far away from the Su family on weekdays, and they could only listen to what others said.
I heard that a cousin came to the Su family. He was astonishingly good-looking. He came to Su Wan to cultivate a relationship.
"Girls of the Su family, have your affairs been settled?"
"Ah...what's the matter?"
Su Wan was still thinking about it. After a while, he went to the county and took out two portions of Shaqima and cut them into small pieces for free tasting. He heard the aunt closest to him asking him this.
"It's about you and your cousin. People in the village say this is a marriage arranged by your parents for you!"
Although some people usually like to joke with Jiang Yu, saying that they want to introduce girls to him, but after everyone knows that he and Su Wan are a couple, no one will make such a joke.
After all, Su Wan was also a member of the gossip group by the Yangtze River. They were still very considerate, and Su Wan took a lot of advantage for them.
For example, goat milk soap is so popular and expensive in the county, but they can buy it very cheaply.
When Su Wan heard what they said was so outrageous, she felt a black line falling from her forehead. She hurriedly explained:
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, my cousin just came to play with my brothers and help us do something by the way. I'm still young, why do we want to get married!"
"You're not young anymore. Things are settled at the age of thirteen. You two can get along well for two years and sharpen each other's tempers. Only then can your life be smoother when you get married."
In ancient times, it was indeed almost time. Many country girls got married when they were fifteen or sixteen, and those who reached eighteen or nineteen were called old girls.
"I really misunderstood Aunt Zhao. It's really nothing." Su Wan was eager to explain.
Jiang Yu acted as if nothing was wrong. He just pulled a piece of dogtail grass on the side of the road and put it in his mouth. He stepped on the car with one foot and one foot was hanging down. He looked so arrogant and in a particularly good mood. .
He didn't help explain, and automatically ignored Su Wan's look for help.
Su Wan was so angry that she secretly twisted his arm with her hand, not too hard but not too strong, just to vent her hatred.
Jiang Yu didn't even frown. The corners of his mouth were raised slightly. The wind blew his hair from time to time and brushed Su Wan's face. It stung her, so she brushed it away with her hands irritably.
Su Wan couldn't explain clearly, so she didn't explain at all. Seeing them like this, Aunt Zhao laughed at how good they were at young flirting. She couldn't go back to her youth.
So, Su Wan listened to them talk about the benefits of getting married early, and even the children talked about it.
Lao Hongtou was driving in front, listening and laughing. The atmosphere in the car was quite good.
After finally arriving at the county town, Jiang Yu picked up the things, but he had already thrown away the dogtail grass. When he was rushing to the market, Su Wan asked him why he didn't explain.
Jiang Yu answered naturally:
"This misunderstanding is good. In the future, they won't always think about introducing girls and men to us, and they will be happy and peaceful."
"Then if we are not together in the future and you fall into their trap, I will be abandoned by you. I am a girl, and I am different from you men. Our reputation is very important!"
What Su Wan said was true. If the rumors were spread and they were not together later, others would only say that she was abandoned.
"Oh~ So what Wan Wan means is that the fake show is real?"
Jiang Yu was also in a state of wonder. Even through the mask, you could tell that he was laughing so hard that he deserved to be beaten. Su Wan was so angry that he jumped up.
"No, who wants to pretend to be real with you? I want you to clarify it, so as not to cause a big misunderstanding and end badly in the future!"
"Then I will marry you!"
Jiang Yu answered the words quite quickly, without hesitation at all, and his tone was relaxed, as if this matter was just a sentence to him.
But Su Wan's heart skipped a beat, knowing he was joking, but she still blushed quietly.
"You...what you said, how could you say it so casually!" She stuttered.
Jiang Yu couldn't help being amused when he saw her, his face turned red with anger, and he quickly stopped:
"Don't worry, your parents have never admitted it personally. In the end, this matter can only be passed on by themselves. You have also explained it, and I don't think you will stay in Goat'ao for a long time. They will tell you later You can’t hear anything.”
Anyway, he just didn't want to explain, so Su Wan gave up.
Thinking about it carefully, they have not admitted it to the outside world, it is just their own speculation.
"What do you mean I won't stay in Goat'ao for a long time? What do you mean?" Looking back, Su Wan realized that there was something wrong with what he said.
But Jiang Yu didn’t intend to explain:
"Nothing, intuition!"
In his opinion, Su Jing wanted to take the scientific examination. With his ability, it was only a matter of time before he entered the official career. Su Mu was also very skilled in medicine and very talented. He still wanted to repay him and wanted him to embark on a broader career. world.
Su Chen was a martial artist, his martial arts was not bad, but he was hiding his clumsiness. He was also a martial artist and slept together every night. He had already noticed it, but he didn't know who his master was.
And Su Yun wants to open a restaurant. With his cleverness and energy, he can find a master chef to guide him and add his unique secret recipe. He will be able to make something famous in the future.
There is also Su Yi, a truly talented player who can draw at such a level without any foundation or teacher. Jiang Yu saw it with his own eyes and was really convinced.
Su Wan's business acumen is even more powerful. He knows how to manipulate people's hearts, finds opportunities, and is good at dealing with favors. It is only a matter of time before he becomes rich.
How could a member of this family stay in such a small village for a lifetime?
Jiang Yu, who grew up among people's spirits, is also very accurate in judging people. He himself is a person's spirit.
Su Wan did not continue to question him, because when she arrived at the market, she grabbed a good stall and put out Shaqima with Jiang Yu.
I took out two portions of Shaqima, cut them into small pieces and put them out for free tasting.
I just sold four portions in the car and ate one. Now I took out two more portions, leaving ninety-three portions.
As soon as this thing was put out, many people came to see the excitement. They were curious because they had never seen it before.
"What's this?"
"The pastries we make at home are called Shaqima. They are clean and hygienic, soft and sweet, and have enough ingredients. If you are interested, you can try them. If they are delicious, you can buy them back for the elderly and children to try, and you can also carry them. We’re visiting relatives!”
When Su Wan saw the business comer, he started to sell it very familiarly, and gave everyone freshly cut small pieces of Shaqima to taste.
There were many people in the market. People from all over the country came to the market, and it was quickly filled with people.
After eating, everyone said it was delicious and started asking about the price.
"Fifteen cents a piece, you can't buy it, you will suffer a loss, you can't buy it, you can't be fooled, you can't be bullied!"
Su Wan took out the scale beam, put Shaqima on it, and weighed several portions in succession to show everyone, they were all about the same weight.
This is why she took out the scale, the main thing is sincerity.
When everyone sees that there is no deviation, they will be more willing to buy. There will be no argument that the price is the same but the weight is different.
