Ding Zhenyao was very curious about what Feng Yin said about business.

I wish my old man could ask quickly what the deal the aunt was going to discuss.

Not to mention that Ding Zhenyao is curious and impatient, even Manager Ding is very curious.

Like his son, he also wanted to know what kind of business this woman who dressed simple and spoke well was going to talk to him.

After two cups of tea, he couldn't help but put down the tea bowl and his face became serious.

His smile became a little serious, and he focused on Feng Yin: "I heard that Mrs. Zhang had a business to talk to me, but I don't know?"

Feng Yin heard Manager Ding ask about the serious matters, and a very shallow curve was raised on the corner of her lips.

Seeing that the shopkeeper had already spoken, there was no need for her to continue holding on.

He put down the tea bowl in his hand gracefully, faced the other party's scrutiny gaze, and showed a confident smile.

Feng Yin's smile made Shopkeeper Ding's heart slightly stagnant and his eyes were slightly condensed.

To be honest, the image of the woman in front of me is really not very good.

The skin is waxy and full of morbidity, and the hair is dry, as if it has lost its moisturizing dry grass.

But this smile added endless color to her ordinary appearance.

Fortunately, Feng Yin's voice came at this time, awakening the somewhat disobedient shopkeeper Ding. He looked at Feng Yin with some embarrassment.

However, Feng Yin, who entered the negotiation state, completely ignored the other party's slightly sluggish expression and naturally proceeded to the next step.

She picked up the basket she brought from the side and said, "People Storekeeper Ding, please take a look at what I brought first."

While speaking, she had uncovered the clean white cloth covered with the basket, revealing two thick bowls of chopped braised sauce.

"This is……"

Manager Ding was not interested in the thick bowl. What he was interested in was the brightly braised in the bowl and exuding a strange fragrance.

Ding Zhenyao next to him was also attracted by this thing. She stood on tiptoe curiously and stretched her neck to see clearly.

Feng Yin ignored the reactions of the two people, and naturally picked up the two pairs of clean bamboo chopsticks brought from home, handed them over: "The shopkeeper may as well taste them first."

Then he was afraid that others would despise the countryside, so he quickly explained: "There are no exquisite things in the countryside, so the one who hired the shopkeeper will settle for it."

"Mrs. joking."

Manager Ding could see that Feng Yin brought these things carefully tidied up.

Especially these two pairs of chopsticks look brand new, freshly made, with the fragrance of fresh bamboo on it.

He said politely, took the bamboo chopsticks handed over by Feng Yin with both hands, carefully picked up a thin piece of braised pork head meat and put it into his mouth.

"Guru."

Seeing this scene, Ding Zhenyao next to him couldn't help swallowing, and wanted to ask, is this thing delicious?

Feng Yin seemed to see the boy's curiosity, turned to him and smiled: "Brother, do you want to taste it?"

As he spoke, he handed over a pair of bamboo chopsticks left in his hand.

"Can...is it possible?"

Ding Zhenyao was obviously a foodie. When Feng Yin handed over bamboo chopsticks, he approached honestly, but rationally asked him to ask this question carefully.

Feng Yin looked at the boy's reaction and found it funny, but nodded very seriously: "Of course, my aunt brought these for you to taste."

"Then...then I'm not polite."

Ding Zhenyao swallowed his saliva and said it beautifully. He took two steps quickly and took the chopsticks handed by Feng Yin with both hands.

He also smiled shyly: "Auntie laughed. I am born to love eating. No matter what novel things, I want to eat them immediately whenever I see them."
Chapter completed!