I Have A Space For Planting

Chapter Nineteen, Ideas

With Zhang Cheng's gift and encouragement, Qing Feng fought even more vigorously.

Occasionally, other players gradually stopped when they saw such a coquettish Cheng Yaojin.

The barrage gradually became active.

Gifts also follow.

This made Qing Feng, who had been live broadcasting for half a year and hadn't improved, become even more excited.

Escaping with a trace of blood, robbing the dragon, dancing on the high ground, jumping over the tower to kill, and brilliant operations again and again, the audience in the live broadcast room were hooked.

It turns out that Cheng Yaojin, a sewer hero, can still play like this.

Of course, if he encounters a more restrained hero, Qing Feng will also be beaten badly, as if he met a Yang Jian.

As Cheng Yaojin with strong battery life, the hero he fears most is probably Yang Jian.

Cheng Yaojin has displacement and recovery, Yang Jian also has displacement and recovery, but the most important thing is that Yang Jian has more control and explosion, especially the beheading brought by the opponent.

It is time and time again to jump over the tower and send Qingfeng's Cheng Yaojin back to the spring.

In the early stage, he even had a 0-5 hip-pull record.

Fortunately, with the formation of Qingfeng's Cheng Yaojin equipment, punishing stealing wilds to farm economy, Qingfeng's economy is not far behind the opponent's economy, and finally with the help of his teammates, he fought back and pushed the opponent's crystal all the way .

A very exciting headwind battle.

Let Zhang Cheng use another banknote gun.

"Brother Cheng likes to play with pesticides?" Xiangxiang on the side picked up a peeled orange and put it in Zhang Cheng's mouth, and asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Cheng thought for a while, and there was nothing he liked or didn't like to play, but it was a good way to pass the time when he was bored.

And compared to playing by himself, Zhang Cheng prefers the current situation, hugging the beautiful woman, eating fruit, and watching others play.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng was thoughtful, should he set up a professional team to do it?

However, if you want to acquire a professional game team, you need a small goal at the beginning, and the follow-up costs in terms of venues, salaries, maintenance costs, etc. are also extremely high, it is simply a gold swallowing beast.

It's not something that Zhang Cheng can get involved in at all. Maybe after a period of time, after the small-leaf red sandalwood in the space becomes mature and makes a move, he can think about it.

Zhang Cheng doesn't like cars, he doesn't like famous watches, and he doesn't like luxury goods. But when he gets richer, he will definitely find something to do for entertainment.

Then running a professional team seems to be one of the good choices.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's thoughtful look, Xiangxiang sat quietly, without any intention of disturbing him.

After a while, Zhang Cheng stopped his thoughts, thinking so much about what to do now, maybe the lobular red sandalwood in the space may not be sold well, and even if it is sold, can it earn a small goal?

Thinking too much now is undoubtedly a waste of time.

This made Zhang Cheng couldn't help being amused, and continued to watch the live broadcast with Xiangxiang's slender waist in his arms.

the next day.

Zhang Cheng went out by himself to see what he needed to buy.

After all, it's not just making do with the outside now, even the rented house feels like home.

Some of the bedding I bought before are not enough.

Sheets, quilt covers, pillows, and seeing some beautiful tableware such as dishes, I bought some more.

Occasionally see green plants, also buy a few pots to take home.

In the end, I bought a lot of Zero Zero.

Fortunately, the rented house is big, so there is no problem with storing these.

After tidying up, Zhang Cheng went to visit Xiangxiang. Her relatives came today. If they slept together, it would be Zhang Cheng himself who felt uncomfortable.

But when Zhang Cheng was reading the novel and killing the time before going to bed, Mr. Fang Tan Fang called.

"Xiao Cheng, do you still have ginseng?"

Hearing Mr. Fang asked about ginseng again, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be surprised. A single ginseng can be soaked in wine several times, right?

"Yes, but only for 3 years." Zhang Cheng said.

Although he mainly deals in 1-day ginseng and 10-day ginseng, the supply of 10-day ginseng can't be done vigorously, no one knows how to market hunger and thirst.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Mr. Fang was a little disappointed.

"what's the effect?"

"It's so-so, it's definitely not as good as participating in 20 years." Zhang Cheng said.

"How many?" Mr. Fang said.

"Seven." Zhang Cheng thought about it and said.

"Okay, can you sell them all to me?" Mr. Fang thought he wanted everything.

Zhang Cheng was taken aback when he heard the words, what's the matter? Or is it quantity over quality?

"Yes, yes."

"Why, has the price increased?" Mr. Fang said.

"No, no, if nothing happens, the ginseng will be fixed at 50,000 ginseng for the next three years." Zhang Cheng said quickly, it seems that he has repeatedly raised the price to let the old man remember.

But such a good ginseng, if it is not here, no one else has money to buy it.

So if you spend 50,000 yuan to buy a 1-day ginseng, it depends on each person whether you are making a profit or losing money.

After chatting for a few more words, they agreed to go to the pharmacy to trade ginseng tomorrow, and Zhang Cheng hung up the phone. After checking the time, it was only after 7:00 p.m., but he felt refreshed, and he would not feel sleepy until around 12:00 p.m. Moreover, Mr. Fang's call interrupted his interest in reading novels.

So after Zhang Cheng thought about it, he simply took a coat and went out, planning to find a bar to hang around.

Zhang Cheng and his colleagues used to go to bars occasionally.

Drinking or not drinking is secondary. It is also a good pastime to look at the beauties haunting the bar and seduce your eyes.

I found a lively bar nearby.

Gorgeous lighting and explosive music bring a chaotic environment and ambiguity that makes the heart beat faster.

Hormones are also secreted here.

Various factors make the bar the best choice for men and women of modern diet to vent pressure or seek temporary comfort.

Zhang Cheng didn't go to the booth, so he found a seat by the bar and sat down, ordered beer and a fruit plate.

Although his purpose of coming to the bar may not be pure, but he doesn't have too much expectation.

After all, his appearance is just ordinary, and he doesn't have any luxury in his clothes, so he basically won't attract any girls.

However, compared to drinking alone at home, the effect of killing time here is really good.

At least looking at the girls coming and going, especially in this autumn, they are also dressed very coolly. The tall girl walking past with a pair of long legs made Zhang Cheng even drink a few big glasses.

"Why doesn't the boss go dancing?" The bartender at the bar glanced at Zhang Cheng, opened a bottle of beer for Zhang Cheng and said.

Zhang Cheng looked back at his brother, smiled slightly and said, "I'm old, I can't dance anymore." In fact, Zhang Cheng was lazy.

The bartender smiled, and with his hands covered by the bar counter, he operated on the phone for a while.

Soon, a charming woman came over, looked at Zhang Cheng for a while, and sat down beside Zhang Cheng.