After rebirth, I want to destroy my original family

The school in the farmhouse in the outer ring is a bit far away.

Gu Ming drove his Porsche and drove Zhou Xiaoyao towards the southwest with confidence, and then got lost without any accident.

Just kidding, I'm not a local in the capital, and I don't have a car navigation system. It's really difficult to find a small farmhouse in the suburbs. What's more, there are viaducts and many forks in the city center. Even if you go the wrong way, At one intersection, the destinations reached are also completely different.

After a while, Gu Ming stopped the car and felt that he could not leave anymore. If he left, he would be able to get the Mahayana Dharma back.

"arrive?"

"Well, it's almost there..."

Zhou Xiaoyao looked out the window, looking thoughtfully at the farmland covered with wheat stubble after the autumn harvest: "Oh, so this is a farmhouse."

"..."

Gu Ming couldn't stand it anymore, so he got out of the car and asked a passerby for directions. He found that he had passed by, so he turned around and went back to the road where he turned in before. He walked back for 1 kilometer and finally saw it. I missed the intersection before, then turned in, and finally arrived at the farmhouse.

Gu Ming's impression of the farmhouse was still in the imagination of fences, yards and dogs, but after arriving, he realized that this was not the case.

This is actually a tourist town, built around a huge lake, barely close to mountains and rivers, and the farmhouse is just a project in the town, providing accommodation and catering.

At this time, it happened to coincide with the Autumn Harvest Festival in the town. The streets were full of individual tourists from nearby, and it was very lively.

Gu Ming looked back at Zhou Xiaoyao and found that she had begun to look out of the window.

The glass of the car window reflected her delicate face, as well as the eager curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

When they arrived at the yard of the farmhouse, Deng Xuanxuan, Han Xiaochu, Yue Qian, and Xiaoyou were picking vegetables, while Liu Shuran, Yang Yang, and Tang Lixin were lighting a fire in front of a large stove.

Several people watched the silver Porsche drive in and immediately complained about the lateness of the boss and his wife.

"Boss, you are finally here."

"I accidentally got sidetracked on the road, but it's not a big problem."

Gu Ming parked the car, took Zhou Xiaoyao to the yard, and stood nearby watching the busy people.

It is said that this is an experience project of the farmhouse, called homemade dinner.

To put it simply, guests only need to pay an ingredient fee to use the ingredients and venues provided by the farmhouse to experience the feeling of cooking on the farmhouse stove.

Gu Ming got the price list from Kou Jing, took a look at the prices above, and found that the prices of these ingredients were basically 1-2 times higher.

Damn, you are an old capitalist.

It's wonderful to charge a large plate of chicken for a plucked chicken, and you don't have to do anything. You can easily make a price difference from the middleman.

"Boss Boss, do you like spicy food?"

"I can eat anything." Zhou Xiaoyao is not picky at all.

Gu Ming turned to look at her: "Have the rooms been divided? Zhou Xiaoyao, go put down your bag first, and then come out to play."

"it is good."

"Lady boss, I'll take you there!"

Yue Qian stood up, rinsed her hands on the faucet, and then took Zhou Xiaoyao to the direction of the guest room.

Han Xiaochu looked at Zhou Xiaoyao's back thoughtfully.

Taking advantage of this moment, Gu Ming called Kou Jing and Zhong Juan over and told them about the Normal University milk tea shop.

The boss, Ding Zijian, is a hard-nosed person who doesn’t have much oil and salt, but his position is really good, which will be very beneficial for later promotion.

In other words, if there is a chance to win it, it may save a lot of effort later.

Gu Ming gave Kou Jing the phone number he wanted to call, and asked her people to call him one by one, using tactics to polish off Boss Ding's temper.

"When you call, don't say who you are, just say that you are self-employed and want to do some small business. Ask him what the lowest price is, and it will be reduced by 3%."

"So many?" Kou Jing was a little stunned.

Gu Ming nodded: "The price he offered is already high, 3% is not too much."

"Then what if he doesn't agree?"

"If he doesn't agree, I'll bump my head in front of him and ask him if he agrees!" Gu Ming said viciously.

Zhong Juan quickly waved her hand to dissuade her: "It's not the boss, it's not just that one place!"

"Then you also know that if he doesn't give it, forget it!"

Kou Jing nodded, then took out her mobile phone, saved the number, and handed it to Zhongjuan.

Then Gu Ming turned to look at Deng Xuanxuan, who was washing mushrooms, and asked her if she had any thoughts about group buying.

"Boss, I read the plan you sent me. I definitely can't do it by myself."

"Then let's recruit another team. You are more experienced in this matter, so I will delegate the power to you and you will be fully responsible."

Gu Ming's solution was direct violence. If the manpower was insufficient, he would recruit people. Anyway, he had incurred so much advertising fees. Now he had a lot of money in his pocket and his words were much tougher.

Deng Xuanxuan was quite excited when she heard the word "decentralization", but she didn't know that this is the art of boss speaking. You are given all the work, and you feel that you have great power.

Then, a puff of smoke rose from the small yard of the farmhouse, rising along the green ridgeline, and gradually merged into the dusk sky, making this trip a little more peaceful and peaceful. smell.

Liu Shuran transformed into a chef, waving a large spatula, and wanted to make a spicy chicken with hometown flavor for everyone.

The streets outside are also very lively, with dense numbers of individual tourists strolling along the lake.

Zhou Xiaoyao walked out from the guest room, wearing a sweatshirt with spliced ​​sleeves and carrying a Chanel sky blue shoulder bag, looking smart and beautiful.

"Gu Ming, take a walk."

Gu Ming turned back and glanced in the direction of the stove: "Old Liu, remember to call me when you are eating. Let's go for a walk."

"Good boss!"

Gu Ming took Zhou Xiaoyao out of the farmyard, gathered among the crowd, and walked towards the lake.

The Autumn Harvest Festival is not a traditional festival, but one created by the town to attract tourists, but there are indeed many agricultural products and snacks on the streets.

Such as roasted sweet potatoes, boiled peanuts, corn sticks, rice balls, popcorn, etc. In addition, there are handmade lanterns, handmade mats and bamboo mats.

Zhou Xiaoyao walked in front. With a height of 1 meters, he looked slim and fairy-like in the crowd. His clear and bright eyes were floating around, full of curiosity about the products displayed on the stalls.

When she was in Wuhe, she had never even been to a small commodity city. This kind of farm town was of course like another world to her.

However, as he walked, Gu Ming's eyes suddenly froze and he couldn't help but stop.

At the end of the road is a huge evergreen tree with gray-white bark and a lush crown. The branches stretch out to all four sides, and there are many fluttering red ribbons hanging on its branches. It looks like a little bit of red among the greenery. .

Damn, the marriage tree.

Gu Ming was speechless. Why would there be such a thing as long as there were tourists?

He planned to take Zhou Xiaoyao to take another route and go around it, but he didn't expect that she would have discovered the red and green tree long ago.

"Gu Ming, what is that?"

"Well, the good friend tree is a type of feudal superstition."

"Then I'll hang up one for us too!"

"..."

After a while, Gu Ming took the poor Zhou Xiaoyao back to the yard, then asked the boss for the medicine box and took out the iodophor inside.

He held a cotton swab, dipped it in a little iodine, then reached out to take off Zhou Xiaoyao's shoes and socks, and applied it twice to the wound on his ankle.

"I told you I wouldn't let you go but you had to go. It's been a long time and you haven't hung up yet."

"Does it hurt?" Gu Ming looked up at her.

Zhou Xiaoyao looked away nonchalantly: "Actually, it doesn't hurt at all, just like an ant bite."

"Then you have the ability to turn your head and show me?"

"Okay, it hurts, but I'll dare next time."

"..."

"Gu Ming, if the sign is not up, can we still be good friends for life?"