Chapter 61: The Poor Little Who Was Divorced (4)
Thinking about it, I thought about it again.
Ginger Roll hasn't been distressed by life for a long time.
In fact, life can be improvised, but I just think of Jiang's father and Jiang's mother......
She lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, where the lamp did not even have a lampshade, and the incandescent lamp hung like that, as if it could be shaken down in a few strokes.
She muttered, "If you can't do it, go back to your old ways." β
The old business?
What else could it be?
Of course, it's a live broadcast!
The audience in the live broadcast room cried with joy.
I wish the ginger rolls were poorer.
......
At noon the next day, the ginger roll was still wandering the street.
She didn't have much cash on her, so she wandered around for a long time before she was finally attracted to a shop.
There were a few people standing outside the store, all on the left and right, and in the middle there was a row of tables with more than a dozen bowls on them, and the bowls contained noodles.
The noodles were probably freshly served, and they were still steaming, and the fragrance could be smelled from afar.
When the ginger roll got closer, he saw a sign that read: One person eats fifteen bowls of noodles, and the one who challenges the winner will be rewarded with two thousand yuan in cash, and the one who challenges the loser needs to pay twice.
No wonder there are so many people around, but no one challenges them.
It is almost enough for a normal person to eat one bowl, but fifteen bowls can be said to be very difficult.
If it's okay to pay at the original price, it's a challenge, but it's not cost-effective to double.
Jiang Juan coughed lightly twice, and said to 99 on the side: "I'm not cheating, right?" β
99 smiled: "Of course not. β
How can it be considered cheating?
The ginger roll felt that the two thousand yuan was quite fragrant, as fragrant as the noodles.
When she sat down and ate the first bowl of noodles, the shopkeeper came out.
I thought it would be a capable person, after all, this morning, I don't know how many bowls of noodles I changed, and no one came to challenge.
It turned out to be a very beautiful little girl.
The little girl combed the side braids, looking at a quiet appearance, judging from the figure, the weight should also be very light.
The shopkeeper saw that she had already started eating, and was afraid that she would have something to eat, so he immediately said to the side: "Little girl, you do what you can, don't break your body for money." β
Jiang Juan didn't panic at all, and even looked up and smiled at the shopkeeper.
Third bowl...... Fifth Bowl ......
When she reached the eighth bowl, passers-by wanted to take a picture of her.
Jiang Juan has a good temper, pinching chopsticks, raising his head to cooperate, his lips are red, like flower petals.
A car on the side of the road slows down, and the driver looks over to the side of the road.
Because passers-by were standing on both sides of the watch, it was not difficult to see the girl sitting there eating noodles.
The person in the back seat felt the slowdown and opened his eyes.
The pitch-black pupils did not wave, he leaned back in the chair, and his voice was calm: "Uncle Cheng, what's wrong?" β
It's obviously a very soft voice, but people don't dare to ignore it.
The driver hurriedly replied: "The one on the side of the road seems to be Miss Jiang." β
Cheng Zhi has seen ginger rolls several times, and coupled with the recent uproar in the Jiang family, he is naturally impressed by ginger rolls.
"Shao Yuheng's fiancΓ©e?"
Cheng Zhi replied, "Yes." β
"Huh."
Behind it was the man's chuckle, and I don't know if it was mockery or something else.
Cheng Zhi was about to continue driving, but he heard the person behind him lower the window.
He immediately stopped the car.
The window of the car was lowered by half, and the man looked outside.
People on both sides were surrounding the girl sitting in the middle, she raised her head, a small face was fair and plain, her eyes were large, the tails of her eyes were raised, and now there was a faint smile in her eyes, and her eyes were bent like two crescents.