However, after that incident, Luo Tianxing found the meaning of his life, and when he had something to do, he ran to the tea house to ask if there was a new job, but he couldn't get rid of it. It's okay, it's just a good companion with the sour old west. Since Lao Xi'er knew that his skills were not good, he no longer sat alone in the hall to watch things, even if there were guests who asked for it, he flatly refused, and all of them were pushed to the cow to struggle. In fact, with his ability and experience, he is still much stronger than many gentlemen, but this is the arrogance of a master, and what he takes out is always his best. Even if Lao Xi'er shows people things, nine out of ten sentences are nonsense, but that root is a real skill, and those nonsense words are nothing more than to educate the world, not to make money.

But there is a problem here, Niu Struggle still has to teach students, not all the time, sometimes only a fixed time, and some insignificant little things, should not be undertaken. Coupled with Su Hang and his entourage, Niu Struggle had a deep understanding, and he understood that the people who really needed his help were more outside, rather than in the tea house, and he wanted to take more time to walk around the streets. Anyway, the business of the tea house is not bad, and they don't care about earning more or less, so after discussion, it was decided that they would only see three people a day, but they would not be sorted by more money and less money, but adhering to the principle of first come, first served.

As a result, there were more people who came to see the matter than before, and the price given was getting higher and higher, and some people even paid a lot of money to beg Lao Xi'er to come out. After Xie Fei found out, he told them that this was the so-called hunger marketing, and people recognized it as Lao Xi'er's brand, but Lao Xi'er didn't show up, so it was a bit of a hoarding of goods. In addition, they only see things for three people a day, and the supply side has changed, and the price is naturally high, which is the brand effect.

In order to take care of the business and take care of Lao Xi'er's emotions, Niu Zhan had to pull him aside every time he watched something. As a result, there are fewer and fewer things, but more and more money, and Lao Xi'er began to shout at five and six to be the master again.

On this day, the tea house is ready to close. Guo Qingqing and Miao Yu are getting closer and closer, and the two have reached the point where they don't want to be separated for a moment.

The tiger boy is a real person, covering his head and packing things, while Bai Mao is obsessed with online dramas and concentrates on the house. Niu Struggle and Sour Lao Xi chatted while playing chess. After Guo Qingqing moved out, a lot of things can be talked about, which is not bad, but it is a little bad, no one cooks for him.

"Bai Mao, stop playing with the computer, hurry up and cook, it's your turn today!" Niu Zhan was a little hungry and yelled upstairs.

"I'm not hungry, I'm losing weight, whoever wants to eat it and make it themselves, if it doesn't work, just order takeout" Bai Mao replied upstairs.

He said so, but in fact, he didn't want to do it, and every time he waited for someone else to do it, he ate more than anyone else.

"Take out every day, do you know who the people who cook those meals are, I've heard that many people specialize in a small place to do takeaway business, not to mention how dirty and messy it is."

"Then don't eat anyone, I'm not hungry anyway!" The white-haired shamelessness has gone deep into the bone marrow.

"Hey, after Qingqing left, I couldn't even eat a serious meal" Niu Struggle had no choice but to sigh with white hair.

The tiger boy just heard that someone was cooking, he was very happy, put down the work in his hand and waited, who knew that the dead white hair was cheeky and did not plan to do it, and was immediately disappointed, so he took out two white buns from the refrigerator and ate them with hot water. The steamed buns were made by his mother, who lived in Luo Tianxing's house, and often came over, and every time she came to give steamed buns, she said that her son could only eat steamed buns if he ate them.

Watching the tiger boy chewing, Niu Struggle was also a little hungry, and he took two of them, he didn't have the teeth of the tiger boy, put it in the microwave to heat it up, took a small plate of pickles, handed one to Lao Xi, took one himself, and played chess while eating steamed buns with pickles.

The steamed buns were a little broken, and if they were not careful, they fell into a small slag on the ground, and Niu Struggle didn't care, but unexpectedly, Lao Xi'er saw it, bent down and pinched it, and put it directly in his mouth.

The old man was thrifty, but it seemed a bit too much: "As for it, it's just a little dregs, the ground is so dirty!" Niu Struggle said.

"Food is not easy to come by, there is the essence of heaven and earth, there is also the sweat of the people, there is no waste at all, reverence for food, is to revere heaven and earth, otherwise maybe you will be retributed, this truth is not understood?" Lao Xi'er blamed.

"It's on the line at every turn, and now there are more wasted people, and I don't see anyone unlucky?"

"Niqiu is still too young, there are many things, Ni may have seen it, but Ni doesn't know what's going on."

While the two were talking, a middle-aged man hurriedly ran in outside, a middle-aged man, with a bag in his hand, and shouted when he entered the door: "Is the master here, I'm looking for the master!" ”

When he saw Lao Xi'er playing chess, he fell to his knees: "You are the master, the master help me!" ”

Niu Zhan and Sour Lao Xi hurriedly put down their things, stood up, and dodged away. In this era, kowtowing is not fashionable, and it is quite scary to come like this coldly.

Niu Zhan hurriedly helped the person up and asked: "Big brother, what's the matter, kowtow when you enter the door, follow the grave, it's weird and scary, you have something to say!" ”

The middle-aged man was helped to the seat, pulled a face of endless troubles, and said to Lao Xi'er: "Master, help, I heard that you are very godly, I came from other places non-stop, I know that you are here to show three people a day, but in my sincerity, please help, I don't have much money, don't be too little!" ”

After speaking, he took out a whole pile of money from his clothes and put it on the table, his eyes full of pleading.

"I'll go, it's not much" Niu Zhan pushed the money aside first and asked: "You let us help you, we have to say what is the matter, you let us help rob the bank, do we have to agree?" If it's really a bank robbery, you really don't have enough money! ”

"Big brother is so humorous" The middle-aged man was teased by him like this, and finally relieved his emotions, put the bag of things he was carrying on the table, and opened it to see that it was actually millet. Lao Xi'er and Niu Struggle are confused, what kind of song is this?

"What's the situation with your rice?"

"Do you two have a problem with this rice?" The middle-aged man asked.

Niu Zhan and Lao Xi'er were confused, they didn't know what to do, they grabbed a small handful of rice, and they didn't see any problems after looking at it for a long time.

"Good rice, this is a large grain of yellow rice produced in Hedong, much better than Qinzhou yellow, it is rotten when cooked, the most nourishing stomach, but the yield is small, so the fame is not big" Niu Struggle is a farmer at home, and he can see the variety at a glance.

"Big brother expert, it's Hedong Mi," the middle-aged man boasted, but immediately asked, "Don't you see any other problems?" ”

"No, you should know what we are doing, we are not agricultural experts, you are holding such a bag of millet for us to identify?" Niu Struggle said speechlessly.

"Misunderstanding, I didn't mean that, I thought this rice was wrong, it was very evil, so I asked the master to show it." The middle-aged man explained.

"What? Is rice evil? Just kidding, right? Niu Zhan didn't believe his ears, thinking he had heard it wrong.

Lao Xi'er, who had not spoken, finally spoke: "Fellow, Ni first told the Russians, what is the evil nature of this rice, what happened?" ”

(End of chapter)