The lotion sold by Luo Qingyang has been cleared.

He walked to the camera and wanted to deliver benefits, but was stopped by Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Each of you comes to my live broadcast room as a guest, and you have to pay out of your own pocket to give fans gifts, I think it's very unfair to you."

Luo Qingyang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said:

"Boss Fish, I volunteered, as long as the gifts I give out can help people in need, I am very happy."

The road that has not yet been raffled and gifted:

"Xiaoyu, we will give the audience gifts when we listen to the joy in your live broadcast room, don't think too much, and don't be stressed."

After Li Yiming was pulled into the group by Gu Beichen, he hugged Gu Beichen's thighs tightly, and even called Jiang Xiaoyu the same:

"Boss Fish, all the gadgets I give away are worthless gadgets, and they won't be a burden on my life."

Jiang Xiaoyu thought for a moment and said:

"I welcome you to come to my live broadcast room, but everyone who comes has to give gifts to the audience, which will bring bad atmosphere to the live broadcast room."

"That's it, in the future, in my live broadcast room, there will be a limited number of three people to give gifts every night, and you will draw lots to decide who will send it."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Beichen and Pei Yuanhang chimed in:

"I agree!"

Luo Qingyang gave each of them an eye knife, but the two of them were unmoved.

"Xiaoyu, I promised just now that I will draw three people to give away my photo album tonight, so the third person to give a gift tonight is me, right?" Wanli Xing poked his head out and said.

"Please." Jiang Xiaoyu gave the live broadcast room to Wanlixing, called Gu Beichen, Luo Qingyang, Li Yiming, and Pei Yuanhang together, and said:

"You want to help me drive popularity, and I'm grateful to you, but the gifts you give are too expensive and will make fans develop inertia, which is not good for them."

When several people heard this, they nodded again and again:

"Boss Fish is right."

But, I'm not going to change that.

Gu Beichen and Pei Yuanhang added such a sentence in their hearts.

Jiang Xiaoyu thought that a few people already knew her intentions, and when Wanlixing finished delivering the gifts, she announced that she would continue to set up a stall here tomorrow night, so she closed the stall and went to the old place for supper.

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The city that never sleeps.

Aunt Li, as usual, came out of the stall at 8 o'clock in the evening.

The difference is that she is in a very good mood tonight, and she walks with the wind.

Li Hu's mood was the same as hers, he was finally able to speak, although he was still very clumsy, only a few monosyllable words, but he felt that he was not the same as before.

It seems to have been reborn.

As soon as they arrived at the booth, Aunt Li and Li Hu were stunned.

The two of them blinked in unison, and saw that the line in front of them at the corner of the street was from their stall, and then they woke up like a dream.

Their stall is on fire!

It's hotter than they imagined!

Aunt Li took out the dishes from the mobile food truck and officially opened for business.

"Boss, will Dr. Luo come again tonight?"

"I don't know."

"Okay, whether they come or not, I want the same Malatang that Dr. Luo Shen ate last night."

"Wait a minute."

The people who come to buy Malatang are basically here to meet celebrities such as Luo Qingyang and Wanlixing.

After Aunt Li answered truthfully, the customer not only did not leave, but chatted with her enthusiastically.

"Boss, it's a pity that you don't have takeout delivery for your craft."

Aunt Li smiled, and Gu Beichen's proposal flashed in her mind.

She glanced at Li Hu, who was folded at the cat's waist stall, and made a decision in her heart:

Li Hu was cured of his illness and could speak, but his education level was too low, and he could find physical work to carry a sack at most.

If she doesn't catch Gu Shao's ride and expand her business, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Li Hu to turn over in her life.

Aunt Li was busy selling Malatang, and the stall was very lively.

Suddenly, a deafening scream rang out.

Aunt Li didn't even look at it, so she knew what was going on.

The corners of Li Hu's mouth raised slightly, took out the folding table he was holding, spread it out, wiped it carefully, put the Mazha away, and Jiang Xiaoyu and the others appeared.

Gu Beichen, Luo Qingyang, Wan Lixing, Li Yiming, and Pei Yuanhang were surrounded by this group of people who ate Malatang and asked for autographs and group photos.

Jiang Xiaoyu broke through the crowd and walked out.

"Wash a ......" Li Hu greeted him and enthusiastically called "Xiaoyu", but as soon as he opened his mouth, it became a joke.

"Wash one? Small fish? Hahaha. Although Gu Beichen and the others were surrounded by everyone, they also laughed.

"Come on, you're just starting to learn to speak, and you'll call me when it's smooth."

Jiang Xiaoyu sat on the horse and shouted at Aunt Li:

"Aunt Li, it's the same as last night."

"Holo." Even though there were still a lot of people in line, Aunt Li still cut the queue for Jiang Xiaoyu and others, and cooked spicy hot according to their taste.

Pei Yuanhang sent away the person who was looking for him to sign in a few words, and sat down beside Jiang Xiaoyu.

This was his first time at the food stall in the city that never sleeps.

His eyes were full of disgust.

After Li Yiming calmed the emotions of the fans, he picked up the broom and began to clean.

After Gu Beichen and Luo Qingyang took a group photo, they took the initiative to pick up the rag and wipe the table.

Three black lines flashed on Pei Yuanhang's forehead.

These two, what's going on?

Think the young master at home is too dull and come to the food stall to do chores?

Pei Yuanhang was puzzled, until he heard Jiang Xiaoyu call the stall owner "Aunt Li", and then he figured out the joints.

These two boys, in order to shoot Jiang Xiaoyu's ass, were willing to fall.

He wanted to fall too, but there didn't seem to be any work here that he would.

"It's the same as Xiaoyu, give me a copy."

Pei Yuanhang was full of drama in his heart, and finally decided to do what he could do - be a foodie.

After he asked for the same style as Jiang Xiaoyu, he sat down and stared at the ring on Luo Qingyang's hand.

The golden spray paint on Luo Qingyang's ring had fallen off and turned into a white plastic ring.

"It's a terrible thing. The ring given by Xiaoyu was made like this by you, are you embarrassed? ”

Luo Qingyang held his breath in his heart.

He invited N ring-making masters to come to his home to see the ring and wanted to make a repair for it, but all the masters insisted that "this is a plastic ring" and "it's hopeless".

Now Pei Yuanhang has found a clue and has come to laugh at him.

Luo Qingyang glanced at the same ring on Pei Yuanhang's hand, and snorted coldly:

"Don't be too complacent, you'll be like me in a few days."

Pei Yuanhang is full of confidence:

"Don't worry, I will definitely take good care of the things sent by Xiaoyu."

Luo Qingyang chuckled lightly and said no more.

After Gu Beichen finished wiping the table and eating three bowls of spicy tang in one go, he walked behind Aunt Li and asked:

"Aunt Li, how did you think about cooperation?"

"I agree with your proposal, but please bring more Li Hu." Aunt Li said sincerely.

"No problem, wrap it up on me."

After Gu Beichen patted his chest and promised, he took out a bunch of keys and handed them to Aunt Li, then sat back in his place, and looked at the rings on Luo Qingyang and Pei Yuanhang's hands and was stunned.

He really wants a storage ring, too.