Ming Sui and Song Lin's eyes collided, his phoenix eyes sank, and he didn't answer Song Lin's words, but changed the topic, "Who gave you the news that I am here?" ”

Song Lin finally straightened his face, took out his mobile phone with his right hand, and tapped his fingers on the armrest with his left hand, lazy and serious, "I sent someone to check, the mobile phone card I bought casually on the street, the clue was interrupted, and there was no way to continue to investigate." ”

"Can't continue to check?" Ming Sui was noncommittal, "So you still found something." ”

Only when he found something, and it was something that hindered or even threatened him, could Song Lin stop it. Otherwise, with Song Lin's temperament, it was impossible for him to let anyone control him.

Song Lin smiled, "Yes, the person behind it is much more threatening than yours to me." ”

Knowing his family history, and even knowing that he wetted the bed at the age of three, Made, who is it?

Qi Yuan, who was being nagged, rubbed her nose and sat aside to listen to the police lecture the three yellow-haired men and ask them to apologize to her.

Qi Yuan looked out the window, it was already dark, it was not too late, but the winter evening was too early to pull down the night, showing the unique spirit of swinging.

Winter is good for rest and more for leisure.

Qi Yuan took the tin box, and seeing that there was not a penny left in it, she had a cold face, "The money is gone." ”

The policeman's eyes lit up, staring at the three yellow-haired men with a sense of oppression, "Did you do it on purpose, or did you forget?" ”

Always give people the opportunity to do good.

The three yellow hairs scratched their heads and smiled wryly, "Uncle policeman, we have encountered a robbery...... He was on a motorcycle, and we couldn't catch up with it on three wheels. ”

“……”

Another Huang Mao explained, "Actually, there were only ten steel hammers in the tin box, and the robber didn't take a fancy to it, and after grabbing the steel twinkles, he threw the tin box back." ”

"Yes, yes!"

In the end, the police failed to file a case for the ten steel hammers, comforted Qi Yuan a few words, and let a few people go.

Qi Yuan drove out on a tricycle, intending to earn back the ten steel hammers that had been robbed.

"The university's snack street and night market should have a lot of traffic."

Her craftsmanship can definitely dominate the market.

[Host, it's too cold in winter, why don't you go home?] There are roasted sweet potatoes to eat. 】

At the level of the host, she went to the snack street of the university to do business, and once the guest eats, she has to go to the confession wall.

The confession wall of the university, calling the name of the confession wall, doing a series of things that have nothing to do with confession, such as gossiping, looking for people, scolding people on the street, etc.

"Don't delay me in earning a steel hammer."

【……】

It is better to earn steel hammers by selling noodles, and it is better to buy a bowl and put it on the ground to beg quickly.

Qi Yuan drove the small three-wheeler, pulled the zipper to the end, the cool breeze could not pour into his neck, and his hand was shrunk in the gloves, although it was still a little cold, but it was inexplicably steady.

A small three-wheeler drove slowly under the street lamp, gradually driving into the colorful lights, and the bustle of the shop contrasted with the cold crowd on the street.

The night market is approaching, and there is a street corner.

Qi Yuan's small three-wheeler was surrounded, and there were twenty or thirty cars visually, all of which were black.

The car door opened, and dozens of men in black were brushed down, each wearing black sunglasses, cool~

Qi Yuan's arm moved, and the little three wheels turned a corner, and as soon as the little three wheels turned the corner, Qi Yuan saw the blocked street, and she jumped off the little three wheels in silence.

Song Lin clasped his hands around his chest, leaned on the car door, and shook his head at Ming Sui on the side, "You like this?" ”

What's so peculiar? An ordinary little girl, at most she looks better.

Song Lin paid a little more attention to Qi Yuan, guessing that Qi Yuan might have some kind of attractive quality, such as...... Simply kind, empathetic?

Ming Sui ignored Song Lin, he walked towards Qi Yuan, seeing this, Song Lin followed closely behind, looking like he was watching a play.

[Ding Dong ~ The big tonic and the male protagonist have appeared~ Please complete the task as soon as possible. 】

"How much does a bowl of noodles cost?"

"Six...... Ten steel hammers. ”

"I want a bowl of noodles."

Song Lin's eyes were raised, the tears in the corners of his eyes were bewildering, he stood beside Ming Sui, and threw a seductive look at Qi Yuan, "Little boss, I'll have a bowl too." ”

Ming Sui took a fancy to it, and he wanted to grab it~

Qi Yuan's eyes swept over Song Lin, but he didn't look closely, and started to prepare the materials for making noodles, "I won't sell them to you." ”

The male protagonist of this world seems to be ...... Not a good guy either.

[Hi yes ~ This world is a villain type of male protagonist ~]

"Why?" Song Lin's eyes were slightly obscure, "I'll give you double, how about it?" ”

"Not for sale."

Qi Yuan put on gloves and operated steadily, putting the steaming noodles into the pot, drawing a warm firework in the cold winter.

Song Lin went from being suspicious at the beginning, to being happy later, and then breathing a sigh of relief at the end, which completely depended on Qi Yuan's fierce operation.

Sesame oil consumption oil pot poured, eggs and duck eggs in the pot, pepper and pepper boiled flowers, more meat foam slag, green onion leaves and coriander folded ear roots, pickles and cabbage stewed in a pot.

"Mingsui, your vision is very 'poisonous'."

Song praised for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but he didn't expect that he would save not only twenty yuan, but also a life. Today next year, he will go to visit Ming Sui's grave, just burn the paper, and let Ming Sui go to the bottom to be poor.

Qi Yuan's mobile phone alarm clock rang, exactly ten minutes, Qi Yuan quickly cut off the fire, and put out the noodles numbly, his dark eyes were an expectation that could not be ignored.

Ming Sui silently stretched out his hand and took the noodle bowl, it should be ...... Delicious? After all, she is in this business, and as for the method, it may be a unique eye-catching method?

In line with the trust in Xiao Sanlun, Ming Sui picked up chopsticks and sandwiched a few noodles in front of everyone, and the pungent taste made Ming Sui resist, but thinking of the reputation of stinky tofu, maybe this noodle is also, smelling stinky and eating fragrant.

put it in their mouths, everyone's eyes became more focused, staring at Mingsui's expression, and they didn't let go of anything.

Mingsui's face did not change, he bit off the noodles and put down the chopsticks, and his voice was hoarse, "Is there a bag?" I didn't eat in the evening and planned to take it back to eat. ”

Song Lin looked at Ming Sui strangely, why did his voice become hoarse? No matter how much you like people, you can't lose your temper. They're not good people, but they're not perverts either.

Qi Yuan took out a bag and handed it to Ming Sui.

Ming Sui slowly put the noodle bowl in it and took out his mobile phone. "Add WeChat? I'll transfer money to you, and I'll eat noodles in the future for easy contact. ”

As he wished, he added WeChat, and Ming Sui did not stay for long, and the people of Wu Yang left quickly after getting in the car, sending Qi Yuan to eat a mouthful of exhaust gas.

"I suddenly felt the gap in my life."

[Host, although there are countless big tonic luxury cars, you only have a small three-wheeler, although the big tonic is millions in minutes, you can't earn ten yuan a day, although ......]

"You're talking too much."

Qi is willing to jump on the small three-wheeler and smash the system into the air by the way.

Although life is a bit difficult, with her craftsmanship, she can definitely get rich.

【……】

The host didn't drink fake wine, so he dared to think about it.

After Mingsui got into the car, he blew the red wine on the car to the bottle, and after pouring a bottle of red wine, Mingsui nestled in the seat, half-closed eyes, pursed his lips, as if he had been devastated by something.

Song Lin secretly opened the bag, sandwiched a chopstick noodle, and wrinkled his nose, but thinking of Mingsui's reaction, such a baby noodle should be delicious, maybe like snail noodles? Smelling stinky and fragrant?

Thinking like this, Song Lin put the noodles in his mouth.