Support the takeaway brother, no problem.

"Boss Feng, won't you ask me?"

Lin Yu, who took the initiative to raise his hand, let Feng Yin turn his head.

"Will you?"

Lin Yu shook his head, and Feng Yin was even more speechless.

"No, what do you want me to ask?"

Lin Yu's red eyes pursed her mouth, and her voice was a little small: "I don't want to be left." ”

The pitiful little expression made Feng Yin not say anything.

"That Wind Groan, will you do it?"

After Li Sanyi asked, he only heard the wind say:

"I don't have rice, no spices, no kitchenware at home......"

"I'll buy it!"

Lin Yu raised his hand positively, looked at Feng Yin with expectant and bright eyes, and said, "Boss Feng, I will spend money!" ”

"I have money, but I won't spend it!"

Zhang Boer, who was driving, also came to join in the fun, and Li Sanyi raised his hand embarrassedly and said, "I will eat." ”

At this time, Feng Yin wished that he had three eyes, after all, two white eyes were not enough.

"Buy things first, we have the ingredients, go back to where I live!"

The wind is the final word.

Lin Yu was a little excited to tell Zhang Boer where to buy kitchenware, skillfully disobedient.

"Lin Yu, you don't know how to cook, how do you know where to sell kitchen utensils?"

Li Sanyi's question quickly came and Lin Yu answered sincerely.

"The kitchenware is beautiful!"

Li Sanyi's lips pursed, wanting to say that it was useless, but people had money.

At the thought of this answer, he didn't want to ask.

At this moment, Li Sanyi and Feng Yin's thoughts were wonderfully synchronized: all evil rich people!

Under the leadership of Lin Yu, several people went to a very high-end kitchenware store.

A pot is 37,000 eight, this price made Zhang Boer see it, and asked suspiciously: "Can this pot fry by itself?" ”

The salesperson faced Zhang Boer, who was wearing a big pants vest, and politely explained: "No." ”

The really rich man Zhang Boer doesn't understand, isn't this thing just a matter of stir-frying? With so expensive? How much takeout do you have to eat?

Next, the really rich man Zhang Boer and the poor man Li Sanyi, Feng Yin, stood in a row and watched Lin Yu point with one finger, and pointed at the generals: This, this, this, that and that....all want. ”

Lin Yu, who was shopping, exuded a confident glow all over his body, and the temperament of the original little rabbit had undergone a major change.

"Boss Feng, isn't this bowl beautiful?"

The bowl in Lin Yu's hand was priced at 1,708.

A bowl.

"Beautiful!"

Feng Yin praised it manually, making Lin Maize squint and smile, and said to the salesperson: "I want this set." ”

"Okay, that's going to wrap it up for you."

Wind Groan watched as a bowl turned into a set.

"Wind boss, is it still one for the price of one set?"

"One."

Zhang Boer's mouth opened wide, and his three views were subverted: "You can still spend money like this!" ”

"You can too."

Feng Yin only looked at Zhang Bo'er shaking his head, shaking his head.

"No, I can't sleep, I feel that the car, the house, the dishes and chopsticks can be so expensive, I don't dare to use them."

"I don't dare."

Li Sanyi's affirmation allowed Zhang Boer to find an organization.

Lin Yu's things were purchased in one stop, and after all the pots and pans were purchased, Zhang Boer took the responsibility of buying spices.

In the big supermarket, Zhang Boer finally felt a lot more comfortable.

The four of them bought it quickly, and when they were all stuffed into the car, all four of them had nowhere to sit.

The car started and went to the small house of fifty flats where the wind was singing.

"No, why didn't anyone recognize me?"

After the wind groaned, he reacted consciously, in exchange for Li Sanyi's pertinent answer.

"I guess I'm afraid of being scolded by you."

(End of chapter)