Qian Mifan took Chun to walk around the street, this one, that one, I really didn't think that the paper of those houses met their requirements. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info the money fan that was discouraged, and he finally thought about giving his two baby bumps, and made a different gift for the two voices, but it was still stuck.

Qian Fan felt that he was in a bad mood and needed food to replenish his energy and rejuvenate his body. Let Spring go and buy yourself something to eat. Whatever it is, just keep your mouth from idle, let yourself have something to do, and not have the urge to go crazy.

Qian Mifan took the fried fruit wrapped in oil paper and sent it to his mouth one by one. Money fans can not be picky, that is also because there is no sugar added to the fruit, otherwise money fans will definitely dislike it and not eat it. However, Chun Qu knew that his master didn't eat sweets, so he asked someone to buy it.

After Qian Mifan finished eating the bag of oilfruits, he was ready to find a trash can and throw away the garbage in his hand. This good habit may still originate from the modern education of not throwing fruit peels from the baby. Money fans looked around and couldn't find the trash can.

And the spring is a bit inexplicable, I don't know what else to look for for money fans. If you tell yourself, you can't just buy it yourself. However, the money fan was on the verge of anger at first glance, and he didn't dare to go up casually. Just wait for the money fan to have something to do, and tell himself to forget it.

"Hey, go in spring, where is there a place to put garbage?" Qian Fan looked for a long time and didn't find it, so he ran out of patience and asked directly about spring.

Chun went to look at the oil paper in the hand of the money fan, and was ready to take it and take it home or throw it directly on the ground. After all, people generally take home food when they buy something, and how can they eat it all over the street like their own masters. I don't pay attention to my ladylike image at all.

"Hey, why haven't you finished eating yet?" Qian Mifan noticed that Chun Qu was still holding a bag of oil fruits in his hand, which was for her, and he hadn't even opened it.

"Master, I'll go home and eat." Harugo hurriedly answered.

"It's okay, you can eat, when we go home, we can buy it for them again, no need to save." Money fans don't care about it, it's a bit tragic to go in spring. It's not that you don't want to eat, it's not that you save it, but it's on the street, on the street, master, can you pay attention to your image.'"

It's a pity that money fans don't have this awareness at all, after all, they used to eat on the street before. If you buy something, you can eat it immediately, so that the taste can be guaranteed to be a good original taste, and if you leave it for a while, maybe the texture and taste are not as good as when it first came out.

Qian Fan Fan didn't eat it when he saw the spring, thinking that he was worried that he didn't bring it home for everyone. I went straight to the place where I went to buy avocals just now, and asked the family to wrap three more packs, no, I thought about it for a while, and let it be wrapped into five packs. Three packs were brought back to Spicy Weixuan, and the other two packs were sent to Qian Jinjin.

I don't know how Qian Jinjin has been studying recently, he has been busy, and he has no time to go to the yard to see how he has learned. Qian Fan felt that he couldn't paint now anyway, so he might as well take the time to see how his younger brother was learning.

Let's feel if there is any hope for next year, and by the way, take a look at the money tree and the children of the ten thousand families. As for what is the name of the children in the Wan family, Qian Mifan said that he still has to go over and ask Qian Jinjin again, after all, after such a long time, Qian Mifan has long forgotten the name of the person.

If you can, money fans would rather use a code name or a numeric number for everyone's name. Why do you have such a troublesome name, it's hard to call and remember. But I also forgot that the names I gave my two babies are not easy to call and remember.

Qian fans are called Qian Yixue and Qian Canglan here, and Shangguan Jing is directly called Shangguan Yixue and Shangguan Canglan. Anyway, the two of them have never called two babies together, and Shangguan Jing doesn't dare to call them two babies like this in front of the money fan. I'm worried that money fans are even more defensive about themselves.

Money fans waited carelessly, and inadvertently saw the paper used by people to wrap oil fruits, which looked a bit like modern kraft paper. Money fans are suddenly excited, no, no, no, there is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. Isn't this the paper on which you have to find your own crayons?

Money fans asked people directly where they bought this paper? People are so excited to see the money fans, and they have all kinds of precautions, I don't know what it means to be so excited. When I saw that Qian Fan was excited, I quickly looked at the oil fruit in my hand, and when I saw it, I knew why Qian Fan was so excited.

"Master, if I don't let people see if I can make a white color? If we could, wouldn't we have found the drawing paper? "Spring is also exciting, no, no.

"Yes, yes, it is to ask for this kind of paper, if you can, let people bleach, you can't just color it. Anyway, the tenacity is definitely enough. "Money fans hurriedly told Chun.

And the stall owner may definitely really use this kind of paper, but this kind of paper is everywhere on the street, after all, everyone wants to pack up and eat at home, it must be wrapped in oily paper.

"You go to Chenjia Village outside the village to have a look, we are directly sent to us every day. Their old factory is there. The uncle who set up the stall quickly told Chun to go.

"Hey, I'll go first, master?" Chun went to ask the money fan excitedly.

"Well, no need, let's go together, let the little guy send the things back first. Let's just go over there. Qian Mifan said, and signaled the stall owner to give all the fried oil fruits to the little guy behind, and hurriedly paid the money for others in the spring.

"Hey, you may not be able to find it, let my woman take you there, that Chenjia Village is still a little far from here. Otherwise, what do you say, I will send it to you directly tomorrow, and after a while, I will close the stall, and I will pass by Chenjia Village when I go back. ”

Qian Fan thought about it, so just let this person run for him, anyway, he didn't plan to do anything, he just used the oil paper here, and started painting first when he went home.

"How long will it take you to close the stall?"

"Soon, there's just a little dough left."

"We'll give you the silver, and you'll help us make a trip, and I'll use this oiled paper, and then let him see if he can bleach it white." If you can, send me a wad first, I'll buy the oiled paper here at your house first. Then, if you buy it, send it to Spicy Restaurant.

When you arrive, you will find spring, and people will let you in. You've got enough oil paper for me now, and then I'll just have a little more white than that. Qian Mi seriously settled the stall owner. (To be continued.) )