Chapter 290: Porridge Porridge Is a Little God Stick?

Congee Congee suddenly felt that her little ass was cold, and she didn't know that her father was going farther and farther on the road to death, she blinked blankly, and didn't think much about it, she trotted to Qin Er and pulled him to do the task.

Today's task is similar to yesterday, and it is still for them to spend the day with their own pitiful living expenses.

Congee Congee ran to the river to catch a few fish first, and this time, they were looking for fish they saw at the fish stall owner yesterday.

Looking at the goldfish in his hand, the porridge porridge was put back.

The first time I was a little disgusted with gold, hum, it didn't work, but it was still gold.

As soon as the goldfish entered the water, it swam away with its tail wagging and leisurely, spitting out a bubble in its mouth, and its swollen eyes were full of innocence.

Blame it?

It's easy, those used in it have already entered the pot, and it's safe to grow like this.

took the fish to the vegetable market, and soon sold it, and the porridge took the money, and smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Seeing this, Qin Yan rubbed her little head a little funny, "How do you make money today?" Or sell wool? ”

Hearing this, Congee Congee glanced at him, snorted lightly, and said with a little fat waist: "Who said that the rich brother knows a lot of things, so he can't just make wool." ”

As he spoke, he saw Qin Er walking over with a string of colored ropes and beckoning to Congee.

Porridge immediately ran over and sat down skillfully on the side of the road.

Qin Er handed her the extra colored rope, leaving only one in his hand, his fingers flew over, and he quickly tied a small braid on the head of the porridge.

The hair and colored ropes are intertwined, and it looks cute and cute.

Porridge shook his little head, and the little fat paw touched it, and said with some regret: "It doesn't look good without my fortune." ”

Qin Er's hand was quietly behind her back, hiding her sky-pulling headband.

Although he thinks that wealth is good-looking, this hairstyle is a little lacking in heart and eyes, which affects business.

But I didn't want to, but the little head of the porridge clearly remembered her fortune hair, and spread her little hands, "Brother Rich, where is my fortune?" Put it on for me. ”

Qin Er shook his head, "You have to focus on the hairstyle I made, you can't see it when you wear it, then you won't be able to make money." ”

Hearing the last sentence, Congee Congee didn't insist.

"Okay, big rich brother, you have to distribute my fortune well, don't lose it."

"Uh-huh." Qin Er nodded.

Seeing that Lu Zhaozhao was also looking at her, Congee Congee pulled her to sit down as well, Qin Er didn't say anything, and tied up her hair.

After doing it, he looked at their hair, couldn't help touching his chin, his brows frowned slightly, they were all thick, but they were too short, and he couldn't play to his advantage.

Just thinking about it, Xiao Lan walked over, "Dafu, get me one too." ”

She has long hair.

Qin Er's eyes lit up suddenly, "Okay, third aunt sit." ”

Porridge porridge also immediately made room for her.

Xiao Lan's hair is very good, very smooth, and Qin Er's hands are skillful, and it didn't take long for her to braid.

The color rope is colorful, which makes her look a little more youthful and energetic, and she looks better.

Porridge porridge "wow", like a puppy, circled around her several times, and the little tail wagged vigorously, "The third aunt looks good!" ”

Xiao Lan smiled, and raised her chin slightly, "Let's go." ”

Porridge nodded her little head vigorously, pulled Lu Zhaozhao to follow behind her, and Huo Ji'an, a tool man, also followed.

Huo Ji'an: "Wow, Aunt Xiao, fat girl, you have a good hair, who made it up for you?" ”

Porridge porridge: "Brother Big Rich made it." ”

Huo Ji'an: "Where is the rich brother?" ”

Porridge: "It's at the intersection over there, the one at the entrance of the supermarket, he can do a lot of hairstyles, it's all good-looking." ”

The little drama spirit read the advertisement aloud, attracting passers-by around to look at it.

Xiao Lan is already good-looking, and she is also a very eye-catching existence in the crowd, several little radish heads are cuter than the other, and when they are combined, the return rate is 200%.

Looking at the hairstyle according to her words, it was really good.

It just so happened that they were also passing by there, and it didn't take long for a lot of people to gather in front of Qin Er's stall.

Seeing that Lu Yanyu was amazed, he couldn't help but give Qin Yan a thumbs up, "Brother Qin, your tutor is really down-to-earth." ”

They are all the richest people, and they are still fighting so hard.

This craft can't be practiced without working for eight years.

Qin Yan supported his forehead, he was embarrassed to say that the whole family had these two money fans, and he didn't need to teach him at all, he was very good at making money.

Xiao Lan took a few children around and recruited all the business.

When the porridge went back, I saw that there were many people standing there waiting next to me, my big black eyes purred, and I immediately took out the talisman in her bag, opened her mouth, and shouted: "Fortune telling, peace talisman, talisman marriage talisman, look at the face and palmistry, count feng shui, two yuan at a time, you can't buy a loss, you can't be fooled, come and calculate." ”

The voice is whirring, but it is extremely penetrating.

The director's feet slipped, and he almost fell, and he was stunned to watch the porridge become a little god stick on the spot, a little dumbfounded, this operation was really unexpected.

Lu Yanyu's eyes were also a little indescribable when he looked at Qin Yan, and he wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

Does his family still teach children this?

Noticing his gaze, Qin Yan raised his chin proudly, that's right, his porridge is amazing!

The cameraman was also a little hesitant and whispered: "Director, can this be broadcast?" ”

Promoting feudal superstitions, this will be banned, right?

The director wiped his face and glanced at the barrage, but he said "huh".

[Hahahaha, my porridge treasure is still a little god stick, amazing, come and calculate it for my sister. 】

[I heard that Porridge used to grow up in a Taoist temple, maybe it really will.] 】

[Don't say it, she stacks this talisman very well. 】

I saw that the porridge took out a piece of yellow paper and cinnabar pen on the spot and drew it, and it looked like it was all in one go.

But no one believed that she really would.

But it doesn't affect anything, it's just a child's play.

Looking at the netizens who were playing memes, the director breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay, go on." ”

Anyway, there is something that the Qin family is up to, what is he afraid of.

I have to say that it's cool to have a backer.

At the moment, many people were attracted by the porridge.

Anyway, I was in a hurry to wait, and a round-faced girl walked over to Congee Congee, and asked with a smile, "Little friend, then you can help me do the math." ”

"Okay." Seeing that a guest came to the door, Congee Congee hurriedly gave her a small bench to sit on, sat cross-legged on the ground by herself, pinched three copper plates in her little fat hand, blinked and asked, "What does my sister want to count?" ”

The girl thought for a moment, "Just count it, figure out what is what." ”

Anyway, it was meant to coax children to play.

Congee Congee nodded, looked at her face carefully, and said: "My sister's face is very good, the heavenly court is full, and her complexion is ruddy, which is a sign of family harmony, and she is also very safe and smooth, and she has not encountered any major disasters." ”

The girl nodded, this is indeed it.

"Still." As soon as the porridge changed, the little milk fat became a little more serious, "Sister's position of the sun angle is a little bleak, the sun angle is the father, and the moon angle is the mother, which means that your father is sick." ”

As she spoke, she took out a porcelain bottle from her bag and poured out a red pill from it, "This medicine can cure it, does my sister want it?" ”