After unscrewing the bottle cap and taking a sip of wine, I continued to taste it.

"I'll wipe it!"

Zhang Hao raised his eyebrows and glared: "Uncle, you have gone too far."

…

Ten minutes later, Zhang Hao closed the stall and went home.

As for the old man, in order not to affect the business, he directly gave him a piece of pork head.

This act of kindness immediately attracted praise from many people, who also bought all the remaining vegetables.

"Honey, I'm back. I sold 12,000 yuan today and made a net profit of more than 8,000 yuan."

As he finished speaking, he saw Su Yuyan walking out of the bedroom.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Wash your hands and eat."

Zhang Hao's eyes lit up: "Wow, honey, you can also cook."

Su Yuyan cast a resentful look: "Do I look like someone who can't cook?"

"It's not like that."

Zhang Hao smiled and shook his head, then walked towards the kitchen.

Jingle Bell.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

I took it out and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

But after answering, a familiar voice came.
Chapter completed!