A few minutes later, the waiters of the Guyue Hotel appeared in the box one after another.

The dining table, which was originally empty, was filled with food for a while.

The people who had been hungry for a long time hurriedly picked up their chopsticks and ate them to their heart's content.

Because Hu Wanqian also invested in tea planting this time, he was also in a very happy mood at today's meeting, eating and eating, and promised one thing in front of everyone.

"In the future, you will plant tea in Pingshan Village, and when it is time for dinner, you can all come over to eat, and I will keep this big box for you. Miss Mu is so generous, add a hundred yuan to each of you, then I will be responsible for your lunch and evening meals! ”

Hu Wanqian is not such a generous person.

However, when he thought that he and Mu Qing had reached a cooperative relationship again, Hu Wanqian's heart couldn't stop being happy.

It seems that as long as he hugs the thigh of Mu Qing, the God of Wealth, his wealth will continue to roll over.

"Then we're here now to thank Boss Hu." The tea farmers raised their heads in surprise, and then realized Hu Wanqian's promise, and they all showed joyful smiles.

The owner found this time seems to be much better than the one found before!

At the end of the meal, the ten tea farmers set off towards Pingshan Village, because the ten acres of land still needed to be cultivated, so they were ready to start construction after eating a full meal.

In order to allow Mu Qing to plant tea seedlings as soon as possible.

The planting of tea seedlings often takes three months before the tea harvest can be obtained.

And the generous behavior of Hu Wanqian and Mu Qing has brought great motivation to this group of tea farmers.

"Boss Hu, the next tea planting will be handed over to you to manage, and I will go back first." After Mu Qing said goodbye to Hu Wanqian, he pulled Han Lie and the two out of the Guyue Hotel.

Driving through the streets of Yuze Town, not far from the side of the street, a man in tattered clothes sat on the steps of the street, holding a cigarette butt picked up from the ground in his hand, his face was covered with dust, and his eyes were covered with a faint mist, and he couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly.

Mu Qing propped herself up on the car window with one hand, and the moment her eyes fell on this person, she squinted her eyes slightly.

"Stop."

The two words fell, and Han Lie immediately stopped the car.

Mu Qing opened the car door, got out of the car and walked to the beggar sitting on the steps of the street.

Familiar.

It's familiar.

"Kuroko?" A slightly sarcastic shout spat out from Mu Qing's mouth.

The beggar sitting on the steps raised his head suddenly, his messy short hair was stained with leaves, and a look of surprise crossed his dark face.

Mu Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at his distant back, a trace of indifference appeared in the depths of his pupils.

Garbage should be kept in the trash.

Bear the contemptuous gaze of all forever.

And sunspots, such garbage scum, should stay in a place that is despised by people.

He turned out to be a beggar.

This was very surprising to Mu Qing.

After he was abolished in Begonia Flower County that time, he never saw him again, but when I saw him today, it was very different.

When he is good at hands and feet, he is not a man, he wants to be a scumbag.

After being deposed, he did not strive for progress, but became a beggar on the street to pick up food and drink.

If today's sunspot can rise up to live, then Mu Qing may look at him differently.

It's a pity that he is still a dou who can't be helped......