Ye Xiaotian, who is making money every day, has been living in a state of counting money and cramping his hands for several days, unable to extricate himself, and the corners of his mouth that reach the root of his ears are very hideous and shameless in the eyes of Fang Yiai.

"You've been shameless for three days, can you still be honest?" Looking at the five money shares that still did not have any increase in front of him, Fang Yiai's handsome handsome face said with a dark face.

"Multiply ten? I've already multiplied ten, okay? ”

Ye Xiaotian's vicious dog pounced on the pile of money in front of him was particularly eye-catching, and he also bared his teeth at the coveted Fang Yi in front of him from time to time.

He decided that if Fang Yiai dared to come forward to grab the money, he would definitely blow up...... No, bite his dog's head.

Looking at this shameless scene, Fang Yiai shook his head and sighed: "How can I feel like I fed a dog with my investment, or a golden retriever that can't be fed?" ”

Although he has lived in the same courtyard with Yinghan for a long time, Yinghan also accepted the title of young lady, but in terms of personality, Ye Xiaotian is still a single dog, and he is still a single dog who is not allowed to visit the Qinglou. After all, Yinghan's force value Ye Xiaotian and Fang Yiai are obvious to all, and the appearance of the handsome young man who came to the bookstore the day before yesterday was carried out is still vivid. Ye Xiaotian loves Hongchen, but loves himself more.

A single dog is also a dog, and it makes no difference whether it is a golden retriever or a jingba. So he didn't care about Fang Yiai's statement that he fed the dog, and said seriously: "Your feeling is very correct, but it is rare to see a handsome golden retriever like me after all, your ancestors have really accumulated virtue, so I bless you to make friends like me." ”

Fang Yiai: "......"

Ye Xiaotian patted Fang Yu's beloved on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "Money can buy a house, but it can't buy a home." You can buy marriage, but you can't buy love. You can buy clocks and watches, but you can't buy time. Money is not everything, but the source of pain! Give me your money and let me bear the pain alone! ”

After hearing this sentence, the cute and stupid Fang Yiai once again fell into the logic of this very bastard sentence and couldn't extricate himself.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xiaotian was very happy and once again probed his hand to the five yuan in front of Fang Yiai.

Ye Xiaotian waved his sleeves, without a trace of copper smell......

Just as he was overjoyed, Ye Xiaotian picked up the teacup in front of him and poured it hard.

"Shopkeeper, it's not good!" Before the tea was swallowed, there was a sudden sentence behind him.

"Poof, cough cough......" Ye Xiaotian coughed heartbreakingly.

Fang Yiai came back to his senses in the fragrance of tea on his face, and looked at his eyes thoroughly and muttered, "Where is my money?" ”

"Huh? It's weird! Fly away...... "Ye Xiaotian's face was red and his heart was not beating, and he was ashamed of his words.

Then he turned his head casually, stared at Hou San, the housekeeper hired by the bookstore in front of him, and shouted: "Why are you so flustered, didn't you see that Little Master Fang was poetry and far away?" ”

Hou San is in his twenties, and he is also a young scholar with no hope of a career, an ancient intellectual who loves to visit Qinglou. There is a very literary full name Hou Shengyou.

Sheng's song is scattered by tourists.

The people who came from the first day of the bookstore's opening were not for anything else, but for Ye Xiaotian's poetry and songs.

An ancient little literary youth, very cute. And Ye Xiaotian hired him because of his cuter side, he was paid every month, and he didn't ask for money, just to ask Ye Xiaotian to leave the funeral.

Ye Xiaotian's first salary for him was very heavy, "Don't Say You Love Me When I'm Lonely", after the song, Hou San's crying pear blossoms brought rain. Ye Xiaotian is very pleased, this is a person with a story, in line with the tone of the book, you have a story, I have wine.

At this moment, Hou San was in front of his idol Ye Xiaotian, completely lacking the dignity of a scholar, rubbing his hands and saying: "Shopkeeper, someone has chartered the venue!" ”

Ye Xiaotian's eyes lit up, very good, there were senior members on the fourth day of the bookstore's opening, and he felt that lambs of this specification should be personally received.

Ye Xiaotian got up and tidied up his clothes, and walked forward with a literary and artistic expression.

After taking two steps, he suddenly turned back and carried a table of money into the box next to him.

The corners of Fang Yiai's eyes twitched.

……

After seeing the lamb that was chartered, Ye Xiaotian's literary heart was broken. The lamb is visibly strong.

Four or five weird Shu millet with a bearded face, this style of painting doesn't seem to be very kind.

Ye Xiaotian cautiously stepped forward and smiled flatteringly: "Ahem, the distinguished guests are here, the small shop is really vibrant!" ”

Although the appearance of several strong men is very cruel, and the majestic body has lost most of the brilliance of the store. But it can be seen from the nouveau riche aura emanating from several people that several people should not be here to smash the field.

The current one stared at Ye Xiaotian, who was like a chicken cub in front of him, and pulled it casually: "Tsk, such a little baby as the shopkeeper?" As soon as he lifted Ye Xiaotian in front of his eyes, the strong man looked directly at Ye Xiaotian and asked, "Little baby, have you been weaned?" At a young age, there is a lot of ink in your stomach, go and call your father out! “

Ye Xiaotian's weak figure was humiliating in the hands of this big man, shaking his head that was shocked by the big voice, Ye Xiaotian looked up at the big man in front of him, there was a scab on the big man's forehead that had not healed, which was very eye-catching.

It must have been beaten for being rude!

If I hadn't been able to beat you, I'd have made your old bastard hurt and hurt a lot.

Although the old bastard had been slashed with a thousand knives in his heart, Ye Xiaotian still had a flattering and professional smile on his face: "This uncle, I am the shopkeeper of the store, can you let me down, let's talk slowly?" ”

Dahan shook Ye Xiaotian's body again in disbelief, and said in surprise: "Hey, it's really rare for a little baby in Chang'an City to be carried in my hand and still be calm, but there are two brushes." Little baby, what kind of book would you say? After speaking, he threw Ye Xiaotian to the ground lightly.

Ye Xiaotian rubbed his sour shoulders and gestured at the majestic body where the shadow could completely cover his body.

If I really can't beat you, Lao Tzu will really let you know why the flowers are so red!

……

After the handyman carefully served tea and snacks to these people, he also hurriedly hid outside. And Hou San has long disappeared at this moment.

Several big men sat on their own, looked at Ye Xiaotian standing behind the table and said casually: "Little baby, don't pretend, there is a story, tell it quickly!" ”

Ye Xiaotian slapped the wood in his hand, and the story of the golden bottle plum opened a new page.

Nouveau riche, isn't it a day of drinking and thinking ****. Ye Xiaotian felt that this tone should not be wrong.

Ye Xiaotian's speech is fascinating and vivid. The big man who was carrying Ye Xiaotian before was very affected by such a story, and his eyes were straight.

But Ye Xiaotian didn't notice that except for this big man, the faces of the rest of the people were getting darker and darker......

is about to climax, and the eyes of the scabbed man are brighter.

Just when he was about to kick the door, there was a sudden "bang" from the audience, and a beautiful and elegant uncle stood up and shouted: "Shut up!" I didn't learn well at a young age, and I actually said something absurd and shameless. ”

Ye Xiaotian was dumbfounded.

And the only big man who could listen to it suddenly showed a righteous and upright posture at this moment: "That's exactly what he said!" This kind of Sven scum, the old man hates to cramp and peel the skin! ”

Suddenly, the entire hall was silent, and the rest of the customers even fell on the scabbed man with Ye Xiaotian's disdainful eyes.

You're so shameless, are you a man?

The old bastard was also a little embarrassed, and glanced at Ye Xiaotian, who also despised him, and suddenly had a place to vent: "Bastard boy, what are you looking at?" “

Old bastard! If I hadn't been able to beat you, I'd have said, 'Look at you.'"