Chapter 130 Pickles
"Shen is lame."
Grandma Shen said with heartache, but still objectively: “I treat you as my own granddaughter. If I were your grandmother, I would not agree to a cripple being my grandson-in-law. Do you understand?”
Of course Jiang Cheng understood.
She pulled the chair and sat closer to Grandma Shen, with her head resting directly on Grandma Shen’s legs.
"grandmother……"
With one word "Grandma", Grandma Shen looked up.
"I like Shen because of his character."
"Of course, I have thought about what you said, but I don't need someone who can support the family and make money. I want to find a partner who is compatible with me."
"As for making money, I can do it on my own."
Jiang Cheng said it with confidence.
She sat up, took Grandma Shen’s hand, and said coquettishly: “Just pretend you don’t know, I haven’t made the final decision yet, I don’t want you to worry about us.”
Grandma Shen was silent for a while.
"Well, I don't know anything!"
What did Grandma Shen think of when she said this?
"It's quite fun to pretend not to know. Chen Que usually looks shrewd, but he acts like a fool when he sees you."
"With his silly behavior, Shen Xing and Chen Yue will be able to see through him in a few days."
Jiang Cheng nodded in agreement and said, "She is a little nervous but cute."
Grandma Shen: Cute? Is it true?
When the two words were linked together, she couldn't help but reveal an expression of disgust.
The old and the young chatted for a while, and then Grandma Shen went back.
As soon as Grandma Shen entered the room, she saw Shen Que holding a book and reading it upright.
Grandma Shen suppressed her smile and asked calmly, "Are you still asleep?"
"I slept too much in the car, and my aunt is back."
Grandma Shen: I asked you this nonsense!
"I'm back now. Jiang Cheng still has to write translations, so he stays up quite late every day."
"I'll make some wontons for her as a midnight snack later."
Upon hearing this, Shen Que immediately said that he could help.
Grandma Shen said no, but Shen Que was very persistent.
I don’t know what to say in the end, but Shen Que was the only one left making wontons.
If Shen Que was usually smart, he would definitely be able to notice that something happened here that he didn't know about.
But Shen Que, who wanted to do something for Jiang Cheng, was so focused on being happy that he didn't think of anything else.
At half past ten in the evening, Jiang Cheng heard a knock on the door.
"Here I come!"
Jiang Cheng was used to opening the door, but someone else was the one who changed.
Jiang Cheng immediately understood what was going on and teased Shen Que, "Why is it you?"
"Aunt is tired, but I am not."
Shen Que handed the wonton bowl to Jiang Cheng and said, "It's not hot. I let it cool down for a while before bringing it over."
Jiang Cheng took the wonton bowl.
Warm, just the right eating temperature.
Jiang Cheng was very pleased with Chen's meticulousness.
"Thank you."
"No, just close the door and take out the bowl tomorrow."
Shen Que nodded at Jiang Cheng, turned around and left without entering the house.
Jiang Cheng didn't say much. He took the bowl of wontons into the house and closed the door.
Jiang Cheng, who entered the house and was eating wontons, felt that he could give Shen Que another point, not 0.01.
Because his craft is really good!
On the other side, Chen Que returned to his room and lay on the bed thinking about one thing: the light in Jiang Cheng's room was not very bright.
The next morning, Shen Que got up early to exercise as usual.
Although the running posture is restricted, horizontal bars, push-ups, etc. are not affected.
At 6:20 in the morning, Jiang Cheng came out with the washed dishes and placed them in the kitchen.
Shen Que was also coming back from outside, sweating profusely.
Shen Que, wearing a vest, showed off her great figure.
Jiang Cheng felt that if the situation wasn't wrong, she would have taken out a bunch of change and thrown it over.
"Morning, Jiang Cheng."
"Good morning, Chen Que." The two of them were clearly greeting each other seriously, but Chen Yue, who was sitting between them and making a fire, always felt that something was wrong.
She looked at this and then that.
They all look so good!
The beauty lover can’t think of anything else in his mind for the time being.
The five of them had breakfast together.
After this breakfast, Shen Que was obviously much more natural around Jiang Cheng.
At least we can have a normal conversation.
"Jiang Cheng, I'll go see Shen Xing off."
"Okay! You can ride my bike."
"Okay, thank you."
Shen Que pushed the bicycle away and sent Shen Xing and Shen Yue to school.
! .
Jiang Cheng and Grandma Shen smiled at each other, everything was speechless.
Jiang Cheng went back to the next room to continue translating, and after translating a batch, he sent it to Xinhua Bookstore.
As a result, every time she went, she would bring back new translation materials.
Jiang Cheng said it was not too much at all, as translation required practice.
She needed to review the past in order to learn new things, not to mention that she could get paid for it.
Jiang Cheng, who had been translating seriously all morning, did not move until Grandma Shen called her to eat at noon.
But what’s strange is that I didn’t see Shen Que.
"Where is Shen Que?"
Grandma Shen said as she placed the dishes, “She said she had to go out for something.”
Jiang Cheng said "oh" and didn't ask any more questions.
While the two were having dinner, an acquaintance came to the door of Shen's house.
"Director Lu?"
"Come in."
Jiang Cheng stood up and invited Director Lu to come in and sit down.
Director Lu came here specifically, so naturally he didn't refuse.
After several people sat down, Grandma Shen poured tea for them and didn't leave far. She moved a small stool and sat at the door, acting as a sign to avoid suspicion.
Director Lu took a sip of tea, put it down, and looked at Jiang Cheng with a somewhat resentful look.
This look made Jiang Cheng feel uneasy.
She doesn't seem to be doing anything recently?
Could it be that she forgot?
Jiang Cheng was trying hard to recall when Director Lu spoke.
"Hey...the textile factories are earning foreign exchange."
"Our food factory... eh..."
Jiang Cheng said "oh" twice and held back her laughter. She understood.
This means that she is biased.
"Director Lu, you came just in time. I've been thinking about something recently."
"Oh? What's that?"
Director Lu actually became interested.
The Jiang Cheng in front of him was definitely a treasure in the eyes of all the factory managers in City S.
It is no exaggeration to say that he can turn stone into gold.
Jiang Cheng did not sell the lawsuit, and asked directly: "I wonder if our food factory can produce pickles?"
"What?"
Director Lu was really confused. What were pickles?
"Director Lu, I spent a few days with foreigners a while ago. They have a local food that they really like, pickles."
When Director Lu heard that it was related to foreigners, he immediately became interested.
Jiang Cheng continued.
"I asked a few more questions and learned that pickled cucumbers are pickled cucumbers, which are sour, crispy and slightly sweet. Foreigners eat a lot of oil and sugar in their meals, so pickled cucumbers are a side dish that can whet their appetite."
"It is not only eaten as a side dish, but is also put into hot dogs, hamburgers and other foreign foods."
Jiang Cheng said a lot, the main idea being that the Chinese can grow cucumbers, and they grow them very well. If they could open a pickled cucumber production line, they might be able to earn some foreign exchange.
After hearing this, Director Lu was deeply moved.
Although he has no technology, no equipment, and no raw materials at the moment, he is just damn tempted!
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
