Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

As soon as they got up, they saw Han Yingxue standing aside.

Han Yingxue nodded respectfully to Old Ghost Zhou as a greeting.

For some reason, Han Yingxue felt that Old Ghost Zhou was not simple. Being able to tell fortunes so accurately is definitely a skill.

"Ah, girl Xue, are you going back? Is the restaurant closed?" Old Ghost Zhou asked.

Old ghost Zhou is a frequent visitor to the restaurant, basically going there every day. After going back and forth, she became acquainted with Han Yingxue. So he called Han Ying Xuexue girl.

"Yeah, it's early today, I'll go to Er Dan's house."

"Ah, you're leaving, who cooks in the restaurant!" Old Zhou grimaced suddenly. "Hey, let's say forget it today, count a few more people, and miss the lunch time."

"Haha, sir is really flattering me. There are many other restaurants in this town. Why can't sir not have lunch?"

"It's right or wrong, I'm used to your craftsmanship, I just want to eat what you make, and I don't like what other people do."

Han Yingxue smiled.

"Then I'll make it for my husband tomorrow if I have a chance. I'll treat my husband to something fresh tomorrow. Let's do something today!"

Old Ghost Zhou had a dejected look on his face, but when Han Yingxue said this, his mood immediately improved.

This girl cooks a lot of novel things, many of which are cooking that he has never tried before, but everything is surprisingly delicious.

The new thing she said by herself was definitely something he had never seen before.

"Haha, then I will wait to eat tomorrow!" Old Ghost Zhou laughed a few times.

Han Yingxue went to Erdan Wang's house with Zhao Qishan.

She has never been to the poor kiln in the town. Now that I have seen it, I realize that even though it is in a town, the living environment is even worse than that in the countryside.

Wang Erdan's house is a dilapidated and low house, and the walls of the house are marked with broken marks.

At this time, in the small yard, some corn cobs were drying on the ground.

Seeing Erdan Wang came back, several of his siblings ran out of the house.

"Brother!"

When he saw Han Yingxue and Zhao Qishan behind Erdan Wang, he shrank back.

Han Yingxue looked at Erdan Wang's siblings.

A boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, and two girls, one is about the same size as Han Yingxia, and the other is only seven or eight years old.

They are all so small.

The clothes on several children were worn out and some were dirty. It is estimated that during the period when the son of a bitch was sick, these children had no one to take care of them.

"Lingzi, Yanzi, Leizi, come here!" Erdan Wang waved at the three of them.

"This is my master, quickly call Sister Xue'er... Uh, wait a minute!"

Erdan Wang scratched his head in embarrassment, and said to Han Yingxue, "Master, what should I ask them to call you? Sister? I don't feel very respectful to you. Mine call you Master..."

"Just call me sister!" Han Yingxue said.

In fact, he was not much older than them. It was kind to call my sister instead.

"Hey, good."

Wang Erdan greeted his younger siblings and asked them to call her sister.

Although the children were a little shy, they still shouted crisply, "Sister Xue'er!"

"Lingzi, Yanzi, Leizi, sister Xueer brought this to you, eat it quickly!" Erdan Wang took out the stinky tofu and handed it to several children.

The world of children is so simple, Han Yingxue's stinky tofu immediately bought a few children, and then the atmosphere of strangeness and estrangement between Han Yingxue and Han Yingxue disappeared immediately.