Chapter 101: 074: Mr. Mog, his new attracting move?_i

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Rich?

This was already the umpteenth time that Mo Qishen had told Mrs. Mo that he was rich, but Mrs. Mo never actually took his words to heart.

After all, Mo Qishen had dropped out of school in his second year of high school, even disappearing for a while, and never continued his education afterwards.

He didn’t even complete high school, let alone university.

So, at most, you could say Mo Qishen had a junior high school education. Nowadays, factories were only hiring those with at least a high school diploma. Moreover, Mo Qishen wasn’t holding any positions in any of the Mo Family’s businesses either. So, how could a man with so much free time have any money?

“Don’t put on a brave face in front of your mother, put your money away.” Mrs. Mo gently patted Mo Qishen’s hand, and said meaningfully: “My dear sixth child, I never expected you would make a big success in this life. As long as you are safe and sound, that’s all that matters. Our family has lots of money, all of which I am saving for you, so you don’t have to worry about the future.”

“All mother wants now is for you to bring back that girl from the Zhao Family and give her a big, chubby grandson.”

Mo Qishen helplessly rubbed his nose and laughed, “Zhao Jingrong is a talented student from France. Do you think I’m good enough for her?”

“Don’t be absurd!” Mrs. Mo scolded. “The Zhao Family is very reliable and generous, and Jingrong is indeed a rare good girl! You two have been betrothed in advance, and they definitely won’t renege on their promise.”

Mrs. Mo and Mo Fuhai were on the same page; they both placed their utmost trust in the Zhao Family.

Generous?

The people of the Zhao Family really were generous indeed!

Mo Qishen chuckled and remained silent.

After going upstairs, Mo Qishen made a phone call.

Mo Qishen held the phone, and unlike his usual casual demeanor, he appeared composed and somber.

If others were to see him now, they would surely be taken aback.

When did a usually unproductive and idle person start to emanate such a powerful aura?

“Hello, it’s time to leak the news to the Zhao Family.”

After uttering this sentence, Mo Qishen hung up the phone.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Qishen reverted back to his usual self, as if what had just happened was merely an illusion.

The next day.

Sine she had to prepare breakfast for Mrs. Mo, Ni Yang got up at three o’clock in the morning.

Unexpectedly, Ni Cuihua had woken up even earlier.

At this time, not only had Ni Cuihua already stoked the oven for the bread, but she had also tidied up all the stuff that Ni Yang needed for her stall.

With Ni Cuihua’s help, Ni Yang’s work was completed much faster.

She first kneaded the fermented dough into the shape of bread and placed it into the oven to bake. Then she began to stir-fry.

All the ingredients were prepared the night before, so all she needed to do was wash them and she was ready to cook.

While Ni Yang was stir-frying, Ni Cuihua sat by the stove and kept the fire going.

In no time, the small kitchen was filled with the fragrant smell of the dishes.

When the dishes were done, the bread was also almost ready.

Ni Yang made a dozen or so loaves of bread.

She took two with her to give to Mrs. Mo, ate one herself, and left the remaining seven for Ni Cuihua and Ni Chenggui.

There’s nothing like sipping porridge, munching on bread, and enjoying some tangy radish slices for breakfast.

After breakfast and after preparing everything, Ni Yang set off for the morning market.

At five thirty, Ni Yang arrived at the morning market on time.

Although she arrived earlier than usual that day, there were already quite a few customers waiting for her.

“Little boss, you’re finally here! Do you have sour plum soup this morning?”

Ni Yang smiled and replied, “Yes, I’ve prepared 500 servings for this morning.”

With everyone’s help, it didn’t take long for the stove and tables and chairs to be set up.

Li Gongcheng arrived a bit later than usual that morning, so by the time it was his turn, he handed his thermos to Ni Yang, excitedly saying, “Xiaoni, our old lady really loves the breakfast you make! From now on, could you please make her breakfast every day?”

The one who pays is the boss, and you do what the boss said.

Ni Yang took the thermos and, smiling, said, “No problem, it’s my duty. Does the old lady want the usual breakfast this morning?”

Li Gongcheng nodded, “Yes, and also a cup of sour plum soup.”

Although he’d had sour plum soup before, those soups didn’t taste even one- third as good as the one made by Ni Yang!

After a sip, Li Gongcheng fell in love with that taste.

It was simply amazing!

When Li Gongcheng arrived at the Mo Family after eating his noodles, it was exactly seven o’clock.

At this time, Mrs. Mo had been waiting impatiently in the living room.

Mrs. Mo.

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