Chen Wenwen and Chen Wenhao caused trouble in a small shop late at night and attempted to rob it, making Chen Fengping a laughing stock in the wealthy area.

In order to save face, he pretended to be generous and sent someone to give Ping An 100 kilograms of gold as compensation.

Adding the earnings from Yao's father and the two stores during this period, Jiang Fei collected a total of grams of gold, and ran back and forth between his home and the store every day.

During the day, he worked in the supermarket at home, and at night he went to the branch to teach Zhou Wanqing how to cook and adapt to the extreme high temperature.

The seedlings in the supermarket have grown, and Jiang Fei uses a rice transplanter to sow them in the rice fields.

The crops in the plantation have matured and have been stored in the warehouse. New crops have been planted and the wall of the medicinal garden has been built.

The herbs still need three to five days to grow. There is no work to do in the supermarket, so Jiang Fei no longer goes back and forth and stays in the branch to help.

It happened to be Sunday, and Yao's father came to the branch to deliver gold.

"Boss Jiang, since you're in the store, I don't have to go to Mingshang Community to look for you."

"Our business in the wealthy circle is booming, and we got a spot to attend the donation meeting."

Father Yao lowered his voice and said, "This month's donation event will be held at the Chen family's. I heard that Chen Fengping spent a lot of money to get the qualification to hold it."

The so-called donation meeting is where rich people get together, eat and drink, and discuss how much supplies to donate to the government free of charge.

Official representatives will also be present, mainly to collect supplies and prevent anyone from going back on their word.

Otherwise, why would the government give the rich the best housing and special treatment?

Even Mo Yan'an, the young master of the Mo family, donated a large amount of supplies when he stayed at the safe house.

Jiang Fei: "When will the donation be made?"

The opportunity to settle accounts that comes to your doorstep must be taken.

"Next week on Tuesday at 8pm, I will drive to Mingshang to pick you up in advance, and we will go to Chen's house together."

Yao's father rubbed his hands nervously. "At this donation event, there must be someone who wants to make friends with Boss Jiang and discuss cooperation. Can I be the only seller at the Ping An branch?"

"To be honest, it was all thanks to the goods from the branch that I squeezed into the circle of rich people and received many benefits."

"I am willing to give you an additional 100 kilograms of gold every month."

"Okay." Jiang Fei agreed readily.

Yao Damang really did what he said and sold her goods at a high price, and he would make up for the shortfall.

Yao's father's real name was Yao Damang.

After hearing Jiang Fei's words, Yao Damang left happily.

Yao Jin, who had been hiding in the bathroom, came out with peace of mind.

You poor bastard, you're smart! I didn't complain today!

At this time, Han Yang ran downstairs.

"Yao Jin, are you and Niu Er having dinner at the restaurant tonight?"

"Wanqing told me to count the number of people and not to overdo it and waste food."

Yao Jin decisively refused: "No, I have hand-rolled noodles and braised meat at home, which are much better than your food!"

Han Yang watched Yao Jin leave with mixed feelings.

Silly boy, you don't know what you've missed.

We're having lamb chops with rice and big plate chicken tonight!

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Zhou Wanqing was a quick learner and was almost a master. Jiang Fei completely handed over the task of cooking to her, and they basically ate in the restaurant every day during this period.

Su Liuyuan would occasionally drive to pick up Xiao Chuxia for dinner and then send her back to the dormitory safely.

Lu Yu would come over to eat when he was free, without anyone picking him up.

After finishing dinner at the branch, Jiang Fei drove his pickup truck home as usual. When he entered the door, he saw Da Huang holding a chick in his mouth.

My chicken!!!

Jiang Fei immediately snatched the chicken from the cat's mouth, made sure the chick was not injured, just its fur was wet, and put it back on the balcony.

Only then did I realize that the balcony door was open a crack.

She remembered to close the door tightly before going out.

The gap in the door was just big enough for Da Huang to pass through.

As if he thought of something, Jiang Fei grabbed Da Huang who was hiding under the table, carried it to the balcony door, and measured the height.

With just one paw, Dahuang could touch the balcony door lock.

The deadbolt lock opens easily.

"You opened the door?"

Jiang Fei was just guessing, but Da Huang got into her arms, calling softly, with innocent and clear eyes, as if saying -

I already know I was wrong, please forgive me.

It just wants to see the difference between baby chickens and canned chicken!

"There's no more canned food tonight. If I catch you going onto the balcony to catch chickens again, I'll send you back next door."

"You can only eat dry cat food every day, and there is no one to play with you or sleep with you."

Da Huang's eyes widened instantly.

The two-legged beast is more cruel than its master!

It jumped out of Jiang Fei's arms, lay on the ground, twisted around with its belly exposed, and rubbed its head against the iron net.

The cute and coquettish look of the cat seems to show how friendly it is to the chicks.

Jiang Fei sat on the sofa indifferently, determined not to open the can for Dahuang, but thinking about other things.

After becoming ill once during an extreme cold spell, rhubarb not only became cold-resistant but also unafraid of high temperatures.

Even though the temperature in the corridor was 45 or 46 degrees Celsius, it could still run out to play. It was getting smarter and smarter and could understand what she said.

Obviously it has mutated.

I wonder if the chicks will mutate.

Thinking of the three grown-up chickens acting as cute as Da Huang, Jiang Fei couldn't help but shudder.

It's too eye-catching.

It’s better not to mutate and just lay eggs for her honestly.

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Tuesday at 7 p.m.

Yao Damang drove a business car to pick up Jiang Fei.

Seeing Jiang Fei wearing his usual thin grey casual suit and his hair in the same high ponytail, Yao Damang hesitated and said:

"Boss Jiang, do you want to change?"

"Like skirts and high heels and stuff."

He already knew about Jiang Fei's relationship with the Chen family from Su Liuyuan.

I haven’t seen my scumbag father and stepmother for many years. Shouldn’t I dress up and stun everyone?

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