Xie Lu followed behind her, stretched out his hand and casually stroked the curly hair she had just made, and then said in agreement: "It's very profitable, but I think it's worth it." ”

Sister Jiao's hair this time is really good-looking, curly wrapped around both sides of her cheeks.

The cheeks, which were originally only the size of a palm, looked even more against the backdrop of the hair.

It's also more refined.

Mu Shiyu also reached out and touched his hair, and then turned his head to look at him: "Xianggong, is my hair good-looking?" ”

Xie Lu retracted his hand, touched his chin, thought for two seconds, and then replied, "Good-looking!" ”

Before Mu Shiyu could be happy, his next sentence came again: "But I feel a little like wool." ”

The sheep I saw last time I went to MCA had the same hair on their bodies as Sister Jiao's hair now.

It's all curly, curly.

Mu Shiyu's smile suddenly stiffened on his face: "Xianggong, if you don't speak, just smile." ”

Although he refuted Xie Lu's words, Mu Shiyu couldn't help but think about the appearance of wool in his mind.

And then it was sad, as if it was really a little like wool.

After discovering that his hairstyle was similar to that of wool, Mu Shiyu glared at Xie Lu with resentful eyes.

Then his mouth bulged, and he pouted angrily, ignoring people.

Xie Lu: "......"

Did he do something wrong again? Why ignore him?

Sister Jiao ignored people, Xie Lu could only keep his mouth shut and obediently walk behind people.

Xie Lu didn't speak, Mu Shiyu didn't speak, and after walking for a while, Mu Shiyu couldn't help but speak: "Xianggong, your barber shop is so profitable, or let's open a barber shop." ”

Look, there are so many people in a store like today, and it costs 20 yuan for a single haircut.

There are so many people like this now, and they have to earn hundreds.

Xie Lu reached out and touched her forehead, and said to himself: "This person doesn't have a fever either, how can he clean up nonsense?" ”

Mu Shi slapped his hand away with a slap in his tone, with some anger on his face: "Did you hear my words?" ”

Xie Lu nodded, and Mu Shiyu said, "Then what do you think of my thoughts?" ”

Xie Lu replied truthfully: "You have too many ideas, I'm afraid you can't stick to it." ”

Sister Jiao has a lot of bells and whistles, one wants to do this, one wants to do that.

But in the end, it was ...... that persevered. Well.

Mu Shiyu closed her mouth in disdain, and the smile on her face was a little embarrassed: "I just think it's just making money." ”

After all, they are so poor now, what's wrong with thinking more of ways to make money?

Xie Lu sighed: "Lazy, you have to think about everything in advance, you can't give up halfway, otherwise the preparation you made in front will not be worth it." ”

"You think it's because you only see the booming side of their business, and you don't see how much they pay in the early stage,"

"After you think about what you want to do, you have to do it well, and if you always give up halfway, what's the point?"

Mu Shiyu finally didn't say anything more after hearing it, she seemed to be floating.

Now they are in the pastry business, and their monthly income is much better than when they were in the village.

Besides, the time to make cakes is casual, very free, and you can rest when you are tired.

Think about what I saw in the barber shop today, although the business is good, but the three people inside are busy.