I Just Want to be a Shenhao Quietly

Besides, aside from the RV, there are many girls in Jinyi who are rushing to be taken care of by Lin Xian.

As for why...

Just look at Zhuang Tong's performance at the moment.

He held his little hands with a happy smile on his face.

When others see it, they will only think that the young couple is showing their affection, and they will even praise their talents and looks, but they never think of a relationship of fostering.

It's like those middle-aged greasy men, every time they come to school to pick up people, the girls act like thieves, for fear of being seen by others.

All the way to the duck blood vermicelli soup shop that Zhuang Tong mentioned, Lin Xian looked around and nodded.

Indeed, as they said, the business of this store is very good. The small storefront is already full of diners at this time.

The rich fragrance permeates the air, and just smelling it makes people's appetite open.

Seeing this, Zhuang Tong said a little depressed: "It's still too late, why don't you change to another family?"

"No, just wait!" Lin Xian said with a smile.

Duck blood vermicelli soup is not a big meal, and it is often eaten in a few minutes.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, several diners stood up and paid to leave.

After sitting down, Zhuang Tong took out a few napkins, wiped the table for Lin Xian thoughtfully, and complained, "I don't know what the owner of this store thinks, the business is so good, and I won't expand the store, at least change the tables, chairs and benches. Just a moment."

"Normal, usually the owners of such old shops are very personal."

Lin Xian smiled and said: "I heard my dad say something, there is a billionaire in Yangcheng, and he obviously has ten buildings to collect rent, but he opened a fly restaurant to sell duck oil rice, and even bought it specially. A BMW X6 to haul."

"Wow, ten houses have tens of thousands of yuan in rent every day. It's really cool." Nie Qingqing said enviously.

Lin Xian corrected: "It's not ten houses, it's ten buildings!"

For a while, Nie Qingqing obediently closed his mouth.

Sorry to bother you.

Poverty limits my imagination!

Zhuang Tong stunned and said: "The rich people are really curious.

While chatting and laughing, the proprietress came with three bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup.

Lin Xian picked up the spoon and tasted the soup first.

Whether a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup is delicious, you will know if you taste the soup.

When the soup entered, Lin Xian's eyes lit up.

sharp!

Generally speaking, duck blood vermicelli soup contains ingredients such as duck blood viscera, so it is inevitable that there will be some fishy smell.

But in this bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, there is no fishy smell, and the taste is extremely delicious.

Seeing his expression, Zhuang Tong smiled and said, "Yes, I didn't lie to you!"

"It's really delicious!" Lin Xian nodded, picked up his chopsticks and started to enjoy the food.

Chapter 94 The Same Shopping Philosophy

After a bowl of steaming and fragrant duck blood vermicelli soup, Lin Xian felt extremely comfortable all over.

Food can really make you happy.

The price of this shop is not expensive. Without other ingredients, a bowl is only 7 yuan.

And the portion is also very sufficient, for the current consumption of Jinling, it is really conscientious.

No wonder business is so good!

After eating, Zhuang Tong said expectantly, "Are you going now?"

"Um!"

Lin Xian nodded, and then asked: "Do you want to go with Nie Meimei?"

Nie Qingqing actually didn't want to go. In the end, she still couldn't accept the value of her lover's mistress.

But looking at Lin Xian's heartwarming smile, she nodded her head in a weird way: "Okay, there's nothing to do in the afternoon anyway."

Going around to the school gate again, Lin Xian took out his mobile phone and said, "The car can't sit there, so let's get a taxi!"

"You don't need to be so troublesome, you drive, I'll just take a taxi!"

Nie Qingqing waved his hand and asked, "By the way, where are you going?"

Lin Xian pondered: "Let's see the car first."

"Zhuang Tong, what car do you want?"

"Beetle!"

"Maserati!"

Zhuang Tong chose the Beetle without hesitation and blurted out.

As for Maserati, it was Nie Qingqing who said it.

Seeing the two of them looking at him, Nie Qingqing said a little embarrassedly: "I'm just making an opinion, Maserati is pretty good-looking, and I see that many senior sisters use this."

Hearing this, Lin Xian couldn't help but pouted.

Maserati is worthy of being a mistress car, and it is very popular among girls!

"I don't want a Maserati. Others will know it's a mistress's car."

Zhuang Tong smiled and said, "I think Beetles are very beautiful and very cute!"

Few girls understand cars, just like most boys don't understand cosmetics.

In their thinking, the car is only expensive or not expensive, good-looking or not good-looking two concepts.

As for the interior, engine, specs, sound...

I don't understand all of this, and I don't want to!