"What did you ask this? Did you lie to me?" Women may not be smart, but sometimes women should not be accurate in radar for some things.

Su Huan looked at Feng Jing with a scrutiny look, "You'd better give honest explanation. If you don't look good and even lie and deceive others, you won't even make a reason to forgive you."

Feng Jing was originally a little nervous, but he got better after hearing what she said, because he remembered that Su Huan had said before that she still tolerated people who were good-looking.

"What are you secretly having fun?" Feng Jing was so abnormal today. She seemed to have a mental illness. Her supernatural powers could not cure mental illness.

"Are you lucky?"

Feng Jing didn't know why Su Huan was more sensitive than the detective at this moment.

After some thoughts, Feng Jing felt that in order not to die from being hammered, it would be better to explain the truth a little bit.

"Actually, I was very handsome, and I became like this because I was poisoned."

"Are you sick?" Su Huan looked at Feng Jing with disgust, but the next second it turned into pity and self-blame.

She stood on tiptoe and touched Feng Jing's forehead, "What a good man, why are you so fucked by me? Sorry, I didn't expect that I like handsome men to be so persistent. The pressure on you is so great. You don't have to deceive yourself like this. Relax. I, I, can actually find Taoist priest to cure the birthmark on your face."

Su Huan didn't know very well whether the birthmark was caused by pigmentation, but in fact, she could also make Feng Jing faint, and then use a sharp knife to peel off the skin of his black birthmark, and then use her superpower to stimulate his new skin to grow.

Newly grown skin should not have birthmarks.

Her superpowers are really easy to use for this kind of surgery. After a night of sleep, she becomes better. She gets rid of her birthmark and has a fresh and confident face. Su Huan instantly thought up all the advertising slogans.

Feng Jing felt a chill on his back inexplicably, "Girl, why are you looking at me like this, as if you want to peel my cramps and skin me."

Can a man’s sixth sense be so accurate?

No, do men also have a sixth sense?

Forget it, it's not the time to get into trouble with this matter.

"Cook well, treat me well, don't think about other things. If I promise to marry you, I really won't... I won't go back on my word. Don't feel psychologically stressed, be good!" Su Hua patted Feng Jing's arm.

Yes, the elasticity is still so good, the feel is really good.

After letting go of his hand, Su Hua continued to burn the fire.

Since Su Huan said that, Feng Jing did not plan to continue telling the truth. She didn't believe it after telling the truth.

The preparation of the dishes was ready, and Feng Jing started washing rice again and poured the rice into a large iron pot.

Using a spatula to stir the rice in the pot to prevent the rice from sticking to the pot, Feng Jing suddenly asked again, "Will the girl need money recently?"

“I don’t have much money lately.”

Feng Jing said with great importance, "That's right, I have a plan."

“What are the plans?”

"Didn't the girl say that the Taoist priest said that these people who want to plot against the sugar factory will not succeed?" Feng Jing was not sure at first, but Su Hua was not in a hurry at all. He saw how magical the pills given by Taoist priest were. Feng Jing felt that he could ask clearly, and maybe he could help Su Hua make back the losses during this period.

Su Hua couldn't figure out what Feng Jing wanted to ask, but just told the truth, "Yes."

"I have thought about what the Taoist priest said was not successful, and what he said was not successful." Feng Jing met Su Huan's dodging eyes, smiled in his heart, and found a clear idea, "I guess the possibility that these people can snatch the sugar factory but fail in the end is nothing more than the big wooden barrels that are broken and cannot make sugar."

Feng Jing saw surprise again from Su Huan's eyes that he would not hide his expression, "When I returned to the village, I heard that the sugar factory in the village could produce white sugar normally, which means that the Taoist priest did not want to implicate the girl."

"If the sugar factory cannot produce white sugar normally after it is handed over to them, Shangguan Ru's people will definitely not let the girl go. After all, Young Master Xiaozhen is going to school on Shangguan Ru's territory. If he is asking for trouble for the girl, he will find one by one."

"So, the wooden barrels in the sugar factory should break down after a period of time. Although I don't know the principle of the wooden barrel, it definitely requires power. In traditional sugar factories, the cattle used to pull the stone mill to squeeze sugarcane juice, and the wooden barrel must also use a kind of power that we don't understand."

As Feng Jing's guess, Su Huan's expression became more and more surprised, "The cow also needs to rest. Replace a new cow. I think the girl is on holiday for the workers. This is also because of this reason. On the one hand, it is to let people rest, and on the other hand, it is to let the wooden barrel rest, and perhaps it will also add new driving force."

"Of course, I don't know if I guess correctly, because I don't know when this barrel will break."

"So when will these barrels break?"

Su Hua shut up her mouth when it comes to this question raised by Feng Jing, afraid that she would be more wrong.

"Miss, it's time to add firewood."

"Oh." Su Huan bent over quickly and added fuel to his feet.

Feng Jing stirred the rice leisurely and took it up. He checked to see if the rice was half cooked. Then he put the spatula back into the pot and continued to stir.

"I think it's better to get broken if Shangguan Ru and his team designed several sets of wooden barrels according to the design drawings handed over by the girl."

"Why?" Su Hua originally wanted these people to break the machine after a few days of production, so that she could recover the sugar factory faster. This not only allowed the villagers to suffer losses from ancient capitalists, but also enjoyed the ancient 007 work system. Knowing that her good things can also make these people who have strengthened her sugar factory suffer losses and lose a lot of money.

Seeing that the rice was half-cooked, Feng Jing started to scoop out the rice in the pot with a large spoon, "If this wooden barrel is really like the drawing handed over by the girl, it can be moved to squeeze juice and make sugar. If the wooden barrel is broken, it means that the Taoist priest "casts spells" and the wooden barrel is broken. However, doing so may not be very good for the Taoist priest's practice."

"But no matter which one is, after they make the barrels and produce larger output, they will receive larger orders. After more, if the barrels break again, their losses will be greater. During this period, I will use the money given to me by the girl and the client to do business with the sugar factory. Now the transaction contract of the sugar factory is still used by me. The longer the delayed construction period, the longer the default time will be, and the compensation will double as the number of days increases."

"Maybe the new Manager Liu will change the contract now, but I have an old contract in my hand. I will find a way to sign an old contract with them. I will also find a group of big customers to sign an old contract with the sugar factory."
Chapter completed!