Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

Chapter 142: Shorty

Pingjiang County, Zheng Prefecture

After leaving Yang Dashan, Mr. Zheng went to rest. Qi Xingyun, Zheng Huaming, Tang Yanshu, Xiaocaoer, and Damao went to the study.

Xiao Cao said that they recorded whatever Xiao Cao thought of. When he talked about sweet potato residue, he talked about raising pigs. When he talked about raising pigs, he said that he could make pork stewed with vermicelli and so on.

Xiao Caoer also said that in a few years, we can consider popularizing the technology of making vermicelli to ordinary people, so that ordinary people can make vermicelli at home, sell it outside, and have an income at home.

Every household can make vermicelli, just like every household can pickle sauerkraut, it just depends on who has better skills.

Xiao Caoer also proposed to set up a research and development team to develop new products. Then she gave the first task of the research and development team, which was to find the ingredients package of hot and sour noodles, and even took out the recipe of the ingredients package.

Xiao Caoer originally wanted to open a hot and sour noodle shop, and also wanted to make the noodles into instant noodles so that it would be very convenient to carry with him when traveling for business.

But if she doesn't want to do the research, then let others do it. Setting up a research and development team can also help discover talents.

Xiao Cao'er had already discussed the issue of the hot and sour noodle ingredient package with Grandma Yang at home. It was too troublesome and she didn't want to do it herself. The old lady also didn't want her granddaughter to work so hard, so she agreed to let them study it together in the workshop when the workshop opened.

Anyway, I can make money. It doesn’t matter whether I make it early or late. As long as it’s not my granddaughter who is suffering, I would rather do it later.

After Xiao Caoer finished speaking, several people wrote down several pages of information. The three of them wrote down their own information, and then reorganized their notes and wrote a plan. Xiao Caoer and Mr. Zheng then reviewed the feasibility of the plan.

After listening to Xiao Cao'er's words, they all had a lot of questions, but Xiao Cao'er stopped them. She said, "You don't need to ask now, just write with the questions, and see how many of these problems you can solve in the process of writing the plan, and how many questions should be left to the end.

In fact, Xiao Cao'er's own thoughts were: Ask me all kinds of questions, don't you know how to solve them? Isn't it enough for a girl like me to worry about a family? I also have to worry about the Great Xia Kingdom? Don't even think about it, don't even have such a thought.

Alas, I don’t want to do research, I don’t want to think about things, I just want to lie down.

I also want to grow taller. Thinking too much will make me stressed. How can I grow when I am stressed?

Old Mrs. Yang couldn't bear the thought of her chubby granddaughter becoming a short and fat girl in the future. She trembled all over and decisively agreed that her granddaughter should hand over the recipe of the ingredients for the hot and sour noodles.

Old Mrs. Yang also followed him into the study. She was only there for a while and saw that everyone was busy and there was nothing for her to do, so she went back to do her own thing.

She was busy making afternoon tea for her granddaughter. She first made a cup of milk powder, then took a plate of snacks from Uncle Quan and brought it to the study for Xiaocaoer.

She felt sorry for her granddaughter who hadn't had milk powder for several meals and saw that her little face had become thinner. She specially asked someone to bring her a bowl and made a cup of milk powder for Xiaocao'er.

I received a lot of love from Xiaocaoer again.

"Thank you, milk. Milk is the best. Remember my rations. I haven't had them for a long time. Luckily, milk brought them to me."

"That's right. If grandma doesn't remember you, who else will remember you? Your dad? Your mom? Or your brothers? They can't even remember how many times you haven't had milk.

Humph, especially your parents, they don't know what they are doing all day long. They don't even bring their daughter food when she hasn't been home for a day. What's the point of bringing me here? They are of no help at all."

Humph, Old Lady Yang made a note of Yang Dashan and Li again in her heart. Now she couldn’t even count how many notes she had made, all for her precious granddaughter.

Yang Dashan and Li: It's so unfair, my daughter. We wanted to bring milk powder here, or a whole can, but you didn't allow us to, saying it was difficult to carry such a big can and we were afraid of being seen.

So your grandma asked me to wash and pack the small boxes that you usually played with, saying that they were just for emergency use since you would be back soon anyway.

Now you have to stay at Zheng's house tonight. It's your milk's responsibility if there is no milk powder to drink.

Old Mrs. Yang: I don't admit it and I didn't just bring one meal, I brought several meals. I filled up several small boxes of Xiaocao'er's toys and brought them here. I was thinking longer-term than you were. Didn't I just think that I couldn't go home tonight?

"So my grandma is my sweetheart who always thinks of me. So from now on I will be filial to her, and no one can stop me." Xiao Cao'er was as thick-skinned as ever when talking to the old lady.

Old Lady Yang's mouth was almost stretched to her ears. She pushed the snacks on the table towards Xiao Cao'er and whispered, "Eat quickly. You've lost some fat on your face because you didn't drink the milk powder. I'll make you another one at night. Anyway, we can't miss two meals a day."

Xiao Caoer kept nodding like a chick pecking at rice, "Yes, yes, I'll listen to you, I'll do whatever you say."

"Then you better listen to me. I'll make delicious food for you. Or just tell me what you want to eat. I guarantee you'll gain back the weight you've lost." Old Lady Yang promised Xiao Cao'er.

The people who were writing furiously heard the grandma and grandson talking and laughing, drinking milk or eating snacks from time to time. They all looked envious as they smelled the milk fragrance filling the room.

Zheng Huaming: I want to drink

Tang Yanshu: I want to eat

Qi Xingyun: I can bear it

Damao: Milk, can you give me one too?