The boss of the old clothes shop is smiling and flattering.
"How about it? Little brother, is this dress OK? If you can, we can help our store to publicize more. We are small profits, small profits and quick sales... "
Ling Luoyu put two gold coins on the counter and looked down calmly: "the man just now..."
The old clothes shop owner suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the gold coin. I was in the palm of my hand: "his name is xiaoshengzi. He is an orphan. He was raised by the people of our treasure box city. If you want to find him..."
I look up at the sun and point to the right.
"He must be eating noodles at the beef soup shop in xichengmen now."
What did you think of.
"In the end, it's better to be barehanded. One person is full, and the whole family is not hungry. That boy is willing to eat and drink. To earn a big son, he has to spend two, and absolutely can't spare money We are not willing to eat beef soup noodles once a year, he is a big bowl in the morning
For a bachelor, it is a day to live, a day to enjoy.
Xiaoshengzi is like this!
Every morning, as long as he has enough money in his hand, the beef soup noodles will come to a bowl.
You don't have to say hello. Just sit there. The waiter at the beef soup shop will immediately serve him a bowl of noodles.
"Xiaoshengzi, your face!"
Xiaoshengzi grabs the chopsticks with flying eyebrows, wipes them on his sleeve, inserts them into the bowl, picks up a big chopsticks, blows them twice, and then delivers them to his mouth.
In front of him, a person sat opposite him.
Xiaoshengzi instinctively looked up and wanted to eat noodles.
However -
the noodles were picked up and finally failed to get into the mouth.
Because --
the person opposite is looking at him with smiling eyes.
Being watched like this, xiaoshengzi is inexplicably uncomfortable.
Puff your mouth, squeeze out a little smile: "good morning..."