228 We'll always have a harvest

Guan Xiaofei was determined to infiltrate the inner part of the Seven Star Ruins that was not open to the public, and he also made various attempts to do so. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

After all, in his opinion, it is not difficult to sneak in smoothly, he is a dignified genius, and he will blend in if he changes his pretence or something.

But three more times in succession, he was discovered by the patrolling guards, and threatened to arrest him if he didn't leave in such a sneaky way.

He finally realized that the defense here was more solid than it appeared, and it was not easy to break through.

"Damn, they actually threatened to arrest me, they thought they were who they were, so they wouldn't be threatened by anyone today. ā€

After Guan Xiaofei was driven away by the guards, he left angrily, and soon he turned into a nearby alley and sat with his back against the wall.

"It's just the beginning, let's make a new battle plan, thinking is a process, and the capture is a sure result, I'm a little tired just now, why don't you rest for a while, and by the way, find out the information nearby, isn't this a common process in NPC games?"

Guan Xiaofei saw that there was a shop selling tourist souvenirs in front of him, and there was no one in the desert, so he made up his mind to go over to inquire about relevant information.

Due to the fact that this is the edge of the restricted area, tourists rarely cross the cordon to visit the area, especially journalists, who are very sensitive.

Whenever a reporter appears, there will be guards to stop it, and there are flying robots patrolling and monitoring nearby, which can be called impeccable.

If the location of this shop is further back fifty or sixty meters, the business is definitely very hot, but after all, the street is in a semi-closed state.

In addition, dozens of similar shops have already opened on the street behind, and many people are selling on the street, which has robbed a lot of business share.

It's almost noon, but there are no customers, and there are only two people busy in the store, one old and one young.

Among them, the old man was holding a magnifying glass in his hand and looking at a calligraphy and painting, and another girl with two ponytails was about seventeen or eighteen years old and cleaning the shop with a feather duster.

She repeated such days for too long, and she was tired of feeling bored, and she desperately wanted to change the status quo.

But her grandfather, the old man who was observing calligraphy and painting, and had a bit of fairy wind and bones, always asked her to be patient and not be too impetuous.

"Patience, patience, patience, that's all there is to it, grandpa, can't you say anything else? Look at our family's business this month, we have only made three orders in total, and we have earned forty-two yuan, forty-two yuan! At present, when a pound of pork is sold for eleven yuan, this is only four pounds of pork!"

"And it's less than four catties, do you know how long I've not eaten meat? I'm still in the development period, I need to supplement nutrition, especially to eat more papaya pig's trotters or something, otherwise I will miss this golden growth period in the future, I will definitely be annoyed, I don't want to be like that!"

The girl was holding a certain part of her hands and was very concerned about it, so she watched a lot of TV shows and books about it.

She even secretly saved up pocket money for a few months and bought some products online to use, trying to save the barren soil.

"Don't worry, Ah Ling, you won't open for three years, you will open for three years, as long as you wait for a good business, then everything will be there, don't worry, you are still young, what you need is patience, not impatience, clean these things again, this is the homework you must practice every day." ā€

The old man didn't raise his head to comfort the girl, he was her grandfather, and he knew his granddaughter's temperament all too well.

"You are this sentence again, I hear this sentence so much that my ears are about to come out, I am here every day waiting for what business can be, you look at our neighbors, obviously they used to tighten their belts like us to live, but now, people eat and drink spicy food every day. ā€

The girl remembered the last time Xiaohong, a neighbor who grew up with her as a child, showed off in front of her, and she hated it.

"They live their lives, why should we compare with them, and if we lose the harvest of mulberry in the east, we will always have a harvest." ā€

The old man stopped to look at his granddaughter, smiling at his beard, and the shop was filled with all sorts of outdated souvenirs, mostly from years ago.

"I don't see where our harvest is, and you are also a veteran of the Ouyezi clan, there is no one in the clan who is older and more senior than you, you don't make good use of these resources, like them to engage in commercial development together, and at the worst you have to get a few shops. ā€

The girl pointed to her grandfather and kept counting, and she had always been very dissatisfied with this, and she was wearing an azure cardigan.

It's a fairly traditional attire, and it's a big gap from the beautiful women of the city just across the street, and it's a shame that there is no one else here.

If a guest arrived, she would have to be ashamed to find a hole in the ground to get into, and she remembered the last time Xiaohong pointed at her and said those words.

"Oh, Ah Ling, you are still wearing this dress, this is what your mother left for you, don't say it's pretty good-looking, I just came back from the XX fashion club, they are now popular with traditional retro style like you, from this point of view, Ah Ling, you are really at the forefront of the times. ā€

"It's not like my Hermes, Chanel, Louis Vuitton, or anything else can't be compared, and I really envy you, Ah Ling. ā€

The little henchman who had always followed her ass when she was a child also raised her eyebrows in front of her, how could she accept it.

"Don't we have a shop here, Ah Ling, you see that our grandfather and grandson are not doing well, why should we envy others. ā€

The old man has always been calm-hearted, and never argues with others, which is really admirable.

"This shop also has to have blind guests come over, and don't pretend to be such an otherworldly old fairy, I know that in the industry of our Ouyezi family, you own the shares, but you lose all the mahjong. ā€

"And could you please remove the magnifying glass from the 'Sparrow Saint Map', and what gambling tricks of unknown origin are you studying?"

The girl was furious to the extreme, pointing at her grandfather and scolding, he took a magnifying glass to see, it was a picture of a bird with mahjong!

"Ah Ling, this is not an unknown source, but a great technique inherited by the ancestors, don't worry, when the old man is successful, he will definitely win back all the money he has exported, and then live a good life, you must believe in grandpa! So where is the forty-two yuan?"

The old man looked at his granddaughter with a smile, his eyes rolling sly, not to mention how round they were.