Chapter Twenty-Four: Let's Go, Supper.
Xingchen Internet Cafe, a rare space with privacy, a personal room for black cats.
After Ye Qingchen had been playing for about three minutes, the busy black cat turned around and looked at Ye Qingchen a little tiredly.
Although the tiring rush and the rush to follow up as soon as he came back made him tired, it was not difficult for Ye Qingchen to see that there was a little strong joy mixed between the black cat's brows.
"Early in the morning? Get acquainted? ”
Ye Qingchen looked at the black cat's appearance and didn't quite understand what the black cat was going to do this time, but it seemed that the harvest of the city trip was not bad.
It's just that I don't know what the specific harvest is, because even Chen Hao hasn't figured it out.
"Hello, Brother Black Cat, early morning, his real name is Ye Qingchen, from Shui Lingkou, he just graduated from high school." Ye Qingchen didn't hide much from the black cat, because he had an intuition, and the black cat currently had what he wanted in his hands!
Moreover, with his superficial understanding of the black cat in his previous life, with his means, in this era when money is easier to exchange for some alternative power, there is no need to hide it, he will definitely be able to figure out these things.
"Oh? After graduating from high school, should I go to college or earn money directly? The black cat saw that Ye Qingchen didn't ink, and his tone was a little polite, this kid was quite right, not flattering or crazy, and he always felt in his heart that this guy did seem to be a bit of a good thing.
"School is about to start, and it's easy right now, come out for a night, and dream for a while to see if there is any extra money that can be easily earned, and mix some cigarette money."
Seeing that the black cat still didn't get down to business, Ye Qingchen simply came out a little bit of the important first, he felt that he and the black cat really had nothing to do with each other, if he really said that there was, it was "Fantasy Journey to the West", and he was just helping Chen Hao write books.
And when the black cat saw Ye Qingchen mention "Fantasy Journey to the West", his eyes couldn't help but change a little, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth, a little interesting, it seems that this guy is really a little expected?
The black cat picked up a bunch of keys on the desk and looked at Ye Qingchen: "Well, it's good, let's go, have a supper." ”
"Okay."
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In the southern part of the county, the future old town, the most lively neighborhood at the moment.
The most lively night stall in Ning County.
This spot is exactly where it is lively, with motorcycles, pedestrians, and a small number of cars.
On the side of the river in the food stall area, the black cat took Ye Qingchen and Chen Hao all the way.
Finally, after many twists and turns, I came to a position that looked a little corner.
Ye Qingchen was a little surprised.
He found that in this place where he came after many twists and turns, as far as the eye could see, there was only one store, and a simple sign "Wang Ji Pai Stall" was hung on the store.
This is an inch of land, and some simple sheds are built on it, which is a handful of gold night stalls! Is there still an extra vacant lot so unused?
After approaching, the black cat waved his hand towards Ye Qingchen and Chen Hao behind him, signaling to go inside.
Entering this "Wang Ji stall", there are few waiters shuttling through the door, and the ground is not greasy with long-term soup and grease precipitation.
"Lao Wang, where is the place I asked you to leave half an hour ago?" The black cat said to the middle-aged man who was standing on the side smoking a cigarette and looking out the window at the riverside.
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Pass the waiter's way.
Ye Qingchen, who was seated, found that every room here seemed to have a good soundproofing effect, and couldn't help but wonder a little, this "Wang Ji" had never heard much of it before, could it be that he would entertain a rich man like a black cat?
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The grilled fish on the table is also very fresh, and I heard Chen Hao tell him that it is the signature of this Wang Ji every day, only for fifteen, wild.
In addition, the level of other skewers and side dishes is indeed quite high, and Ye Qingchen, who has stayed up late and feels hungry, is not polite and eats happily.
I have to say that when the summer night dissipates a little, it is really pleasant to lean on the river to blow the wind, grill skewers, and grill fresh fish over charcoal.
Sitting on the bamboo chair by the window, the black cat took a sharp puff of cigarette, spit out a puff of smoke rings, and said, "Early in the morning, you are very good at playing books?" ”
Ye Qingchen heard that the black cat finally opened his mouth to get down to business, the chopsticks in his hand stopped in mid-air, and he took a sip of wine with the spicy belly of the fish in his mouth, and said, "Amazing." ”
"What about the others?"
"It's all amazing."
"What if you compare yourself to others?"
The first two questions, to be honest, Ye Qingchen didn't have the confidence to answer in his heart, but when the black cat asked the five words "compare with others", Ye Qingchen's eyes lit up.
With the experience of several versions in the previous life, even if you don't have the blessing of your luck in the system, you don't see that you are weaker than others, right?!
You know, you are a man who wants to be a god anchor.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingchen looked at the black cat's eyes and said sincerely: "At present, it is estimated that there is no one better than me in China." ”
Halfway through, the black cat squinted out the window and drank the wine glass in his hand.
"Okay, it's you."
Ye Qingchen didn't know what the black cat's words meant.
On the other hand, the black cat who made the decision was thinking clearly, looking at Ye Qingchen like this, as if he remembered a few uncles, with a confident confidence, he felt that it was not fake, and he didn't know why it gave him a feeling of being willing to trust.
The other is that he still clearly remembers Ye Qingchen's performance in Xingchen this afternoon.
I don't care about money at all, and I am completely in control of the book and demon refining.
Especially in the last hand, the book was written, and it was directly calculated that the skills could be successfully covered, and even the skill sequence did not disturb the entire skill order after completion.
Use, go, without the slightest drag.
As for character, he saw that Ye Qingchen didn't ask for Chen Hao's money for the first time, and left directly the second time, which was also to prevent Chen Hao from giving him money again, which was enough to explain.
"Tomorrow, I will go to the city, there will be a competition, and I will get a place for Xingchen."
"What game?"
"Fantasy Journey to the West, win, the right to open a theme Internet café, and a platform live broadcast quota."
Chen Hao, who was tilting his head to listen to the black cat's this, suddenly widened his eyes, and even the black cat's habit of not interjecting when talking about things was thrown to the back of his mind, and he said with some excitement.
"Brother Cat, really? It's really up to you to get the relationship! This dream has been so strong in the past two years, I have heard that many bosses in the urban area are grabbing the privileges of themed Internet cafes, and there are almost not many of them flowing to our county. ”
When the black cat heard Chen Hao's words, he smiled slightly: "What do you know except for spending money to play games, you have a quota, but you still have to watch the game." ”
At this time, Ye Qingchen's pupils shrank.
Platform live broadcast quota?!
This thing that I have been thinking about but has no way out has appeared, so I am going to this game anyway.
As for the Fantasy Journey to the West-themed Internet café, I have never seen such a big deal in my previous life, is it also because of the adjustment of the world of the system, and its reputation has been amplified?
"Brother Black Cat, when will you leave tomorrow, and what?"