Jiang Chan smiled: "What do you want to do?"

Shen Guangcai immediately became energetic: "Can I win the prize? Get rich overnight? Or what is the most profitable now?"

Jiang Chan smiled and said, "Win the prize? Yes."

Seeing Chen Guangcai's eyebrows happy, Jiang Chan's fingers moved: "I can let you dream of winning the prize every night."

Chen Guangcai was discouraged: "That's just not possible? Then what can you do to make money quickly?"

Jiang Chan: "Go and read through the criminal law, and those who make a lot of money are all written in it."

Chen Guangcai tempted: "Why do I go and have a gamble? If you follow my aunt, I will definitely win every bet!"

Seeing Jiang Chan squint her eyes, Chen Guangcai immediately rejected the suggestion: "Forget it, aunt, come here for me, I don't want to have nightmares at night."

Lying on the table in the rental room, Shen Guangcai muttered: "So what exactly can you make money?"

Jiang Chan: "You have worked hard to get rich and have a wide range of ingredients. Maybe you haven't noticed it yourself. Your taste is very good. Just look at the dishes you have eaten and try them twice. You can basically make them very well."

Chen Guangcai: "Go to be a chef? It's so hard. I'm stuck in the kitchen all day long, so I can't stay idle."

He muttered a few words: "How about you tell me to set up a mobile stall? Time is free, you can still eat and play, and be your boss, how free?"

Jiang Chan: "That's fine, what do you want to do?"

Chen Guangcai: "I have to think about it carefully."

Because he had no money at hand, his family is now poor, and Chen Guangcai had to continue moving bricks. However, at night, he was busy in the small room, mainly conducting research on his future entrepreneurial direction.

As for the researchers, the old man and Shen Mo looked at him with dark eyes, and Chen Guang was so sarcastic and cowardly: "What are you looking at? I paid you to do the research!"

Thinking of this, Chen Guangcai felt heartbroken and trembled. This little bastard was too much and asked him to give him some advice. He was fine, so he asked for money from himself.

At fifty at a time, there is no bargaining. Shen Guangcai can only pinch his nose and respond. Who made him ask for something now?

Shen Jianguo looked at the spicy mix on the table, and the aroma was scented one after another. He wanted to reach out, but unfortunately he was pushed aside by Shen Guangcai, "If you eat this, the newly discharged person should eat lightly."

What pushed him was a bowl of chicken porridge, dotted with a few green onions. Shen Jianguo was not surprised. If it was the first time Shen Guangcai did this, he would be a little flattered.

So now he is not surprised. Since he was hospitalized, his son, who is unable to support the wall, seems to have changed. Although he has never been to the hospital once, he has made the hospital meal every day and sent it to Chen Si.

He knew he had gone to make money, and now his house was sold, he also knew to rent a house and wanted to find a way out for himself, but he didn't know how long it would take for him to resurface?

Shen Jianguo shook his head, and he didn't think about this. He would naturally look at what Chen Guangcai would do in the future. Of course, he would not have too much expectations for Chen Guangcai.

I ate two bites of spicy mix silently, and the sweat on my forehead came out.

"Who is happy to eat this in the summer? The taste is good, and the chili oil is very strong."

Chen Guangcai rolled his eyes, and he took the spicy mix that he had eaten silently for two bites: "If you don't want to, I will eat it by myself!"

He didn't dislike that this was something that Chen Si had eaten. He took a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks and finished it in a few sips. Chen Si lowered his eyelashes and then drank white porridge.

Yes, he promised to support Shen Jianguo and also promised to bear the tuition for Shen Shu High School. However, Shen Guangcai has two attitudes towards Shen Shu and Shen Jianguo, and they are very good at both standards.

Seeing his grandson drinking white porridge, Shen Jianguo felt a little distressed: "Silent, you eat this, you always go out to work during this period, thank you for your hard work."

The old man wanted to exchange with Shen Mo. Chen Guangcai was so upset that he brought out the bowl of chicken porridge he left for himself and put it in front of Shen Mo with a bang: "Okay, I'll exchange it with you! Little bastard, I really owe you!"

He has worked hard, but why did the old man see nothing like a lame look?

If Chen Guangcai gives you whatever he wants, he will eat whatever he wants. It is absolutely impossible to expect him to thank Chen Guangcai.

The three of them were drinking porridge around the small table. Shen Jianguo looked at Shen Guangcai: "Are you planning to sell this spicy mix?"

Chen Guangcai put a shredded pickled cabbage into the pot: "I have a lot of water when I sell this in the summer. There are too few pickled cabbage, and it's gone after just a few bites. Why not make some by myself?"

Shen Jianguo: "What are you planning to sell? Your car has been back for two days."

Chen Guangcai chewed the shredded pickled cabbage: "Sell fried skewers first, and sell mung bean soup and sour plum soup."

He tried to save trouble, and he only fryed the skewers on the spot. As for mung bean soup and sour plum soup, you can prepare them at home and take them there. When others want them, they will pack them on site.

Seeing the old man sitting in a corner of the dining table, Chen Guangcai licked his face: "Dad, please help me skewer meat at home, I will give you twenty yuan a day."

After reaching an agreement with Shen Jianguo orally, Shen Guangcai got up and went to the room.

After lying down on the bamboo mat, Jiang Chan suddenly appeared: "You are really not sorry if you ask your old father to help you with your work."

Chen Guangcai was confident: "I paid for it, and I just wore the ingredients. How tired can I be? I didn't recommend it all for him."

Jiang Chan: "I'm looking forward to your small business."

Maybe he didn't have nightmares now, and Chen Guangcai became much bolder in front of Jiang Chan. He rubbed his fingers at Jiang Chan: "Grandma, is there any recipe there? The recipes for sour plum soup and mung bean soup are really good!"

Jiang Chan: "It depends on your performance. You won't cherish things that are too easy to get. When will you earn 20,000 yuan, and when will you unlock the next secret recipe?"

There are too many such recipes in later generations, and all kinds of food bloggers are posting, and Jiang Chan knows thousands of them. Now she gives Chen Guangcai two most common summer drinks, not to mention the milk tea that became popular on the streets and alleys later.

Milk tea is indeed a good business that makes money, but unfortunately she won’t give it to Chen Guangcai now. He won’t cherish what is too easy to get. He is said to be very brave recently, and he seems to be much more presumptuous when facing himself.

When he saw Jiang Chan squinting his eyes, the alarm in Chen Guangcai sounded. He immediately sat up straight: "Auntie, I am abide by myself. I dare not have any small thoughts recently, so..."

So can you not punish him? He finally lived a few days without nightmares.

Jiang Chan pinched her fingers: "You can wink."
Chapter completed!