Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen laughed as he glanced at the 20 yuan.

"Are you trying to take a shortcut?"

Song Shishi shrank her hand as she handed over the money: "No, no?"

"I'm not sure if you can make that much money in a month before I calculate it."

"So are you sure you want to calculate it?"

"It's possible that you'll end up with nothing and lose 20 yuan in vain."

Song Shishi's expression was a little broken.

After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "Calculate it!"

She put her hands on her hips and said, "I don't believe that a beautiful woman like me, Song Shishi, can't make a lot of money."

"I tell you, I used to..."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Meeting Su Chen's meaningful eyes, Song Shishi laughed dryly.

"Master Su, don't worry, I, I don't want to take the crooked path, really, I have now...turned over a new leaf, yes, I turned over a new leaf!"

Su Chen motioned her to come over.

"Eight characters."

Song Shishi scratched her ear: "I know my birthday."

"It's okay, tell me."

After calculating, Su Chen looked at Song Shishi with a subtle look.

Song Shishi leaned back cautiously, protecting her chest with both hands: "What's that look? No..."

She suddenly widened her eyes: "Don't tell me I'm destined to be poor!"

"I tell you, it's impossible."

"I'm such a beautiful woman, if I really want to make money, I can make hundreds or thousands of dollars in a minute. I tell you, I just... have too much bottom line!"

Su Chen nodded: "I do have a bottom line."

But not much.

Otherwise, he wouldn't hypnotize customers to buy tea and extort people's money without any psychological burden.

I don't know how an upright person like Old Song could raise a granddaughter like her.

Song Shishi was not comforted by these words, she looked a little sad.

"So I'm really destined to be poor? Can't make money?"

Su Chen looked indifferent: "That's not the case."

Song Shishi stood up for a second.

"Master Su, you mean I can get rich?"

"Tell me how I can get rich?"

Su Chen hooked his finger at her: "Gold for divination!"

Song Shishi: "..."

She handed over the 20 yuan slowly with resentment.

When Su Chen took it, she clenched her fingers subconsciously, met Su Chen's eyes, and then let go with a laugh, and then covered her chest: "Master Su, 20 yuan is my five-day salary!"

"There is a crew a few blocks away."

Song Shishi immediately took her face seriously and nodded solemnly: "Then what?"

"You go to the crew to be an actor."

Song Shishi: "!!!"

"Haha, Master Su, tell me the truth, are you fooling me?"

"That's what the trafficker told me this morning!"

"He said that if you walk on the street, you can get 10 yuan, but what happened?"

Not only did she not make any money.

She also spent it lavishly.

Now she has to rack her brains to make money to fill the hole.

What a sin!

Song Shishi narrowed her eyes.

She seriously suspected that Su Chen was mocking her.

Su Chen said seriously: "Didn't you say you are a great beauty?"

Song Shishi snorted: "I'm not bragging, it's obvious to all!"

"So go to the crew and try to be an actor."

"Don't you know that actors are paid very high?"

Song Shishi's eyes lit up: "How high?"

"Anyway, it's enough for you to fill the hole and buy a pair of high heels, and then buy a purple clay teapot for your grandfather and a watch for your partner."

"Really? You didn't lie to me? Within a month?"

Su Chen unfolded the 20 yuan and spread it flat: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, anyway, I made the money."

"Believe it, believe it, I promise."

Song Shishi jumped up: "I'll go over and take a look now."

"Hahaha, I'm rich, I'm finally going to be rich!"

In the pavilion.

Ge Ping'an has been put down and can only be a spectator.

Watching chess without saying a word.

He was looking at the chessboard and scratching his head, trying to remind Lao Song to move the rook.

But Lao Song ignored him and picked up the cannon directly.

He was doomed to lose!

Lao Song played such a bad chess!

Ge Ping An was disdainful and then complacent.

In terms of chess skills, he was still slightly better.

Then he looked up and saw Song Shishi running across the street in a hurry.

"Lao Song, what is your Shishi doing?"

Lao Song ate the opponent's horse: "Why bother with her? She has nothing to do all day anyway."

"Lao Song, you are being modest, right? I heard that your Shishi has a good salary."

"About three to five hundred a month?"

Lao Song silently raised his head and glanced at Ge Ping An.

"Haha, three to five hundred."

"If I had three to five hundred, would I have to eat steamed buns every day? There's not even a piece of meat?"

Ge Ping'an: "..."

"That's because you're not doing your job properly."

"You're running a teahouse and you're occupying seats."

"I'm telling you, I'll take over the next game if you quit!"

Old Song agreed straightforwardly: "No problem."

"It's time for lunch anyway!"

The old man who was playing chess with him nodded: "Yes, after this game, we'll go home for lunch and play again in the afternoon!"

Ge Ping'an: "..."

It's almost time, Su Chen is ready to go home for lunch.

When he arrived at the backyard, he found that Xiao Liu'er had already lit a small coal stove.

At this moment, he was stirring the pot with a spoon.

"Xiao Liu'er, are you cooking?"

"Master Su, I'm cooking white porridge."

"Is this your lunch?" Su Chen raised his eyebrows, "It's just a bowl of white porridge, not very nutritious."

Xiao Liu'er raised the corner of her mouth, dimples: "Just fry two eggs later."

Su Chen: "..."

Porridge with eggs.

Even if he had just crossed over, his family didn't eat so simply.

At least there were pickles to go with it.

He touched Xiao Liu'er's head.

"I'm leaving, come back after dinner."

Back in the villa, looking at the five dishes and one soup on the table, Su Chen asked: "Mom, have you finished eating the crabs and lobsters?"

"There are three crabs left, and the lobsters are gone."

"Why do you suddenly ask this?"

Su Chen turned his head: "July, help me steam the three crabs... or fry them."

Liu Chunhua was puzzled: "Aren't you tired of eating them before?"

"No, I want to take them to please a little friend."

"Little friend?" A Peng was curious.

Su Chen nodded: "You should call her sister."

He explained to Liu Chunhua, "She is the granddaughter I picked up from the teahouse where I am setting up my stall now. Her leg is broken. When she left just now, she was cooking porridge in the yard by herself, saying that she would scramble two eggs to go with it."

When Liu Chunhua heard about the broken leg, she immediately felt sympathy.

When she heard that the child with a broken leg was cooking porridge by herself without any vegetables to go with it, she immediately turned around: "Qiyue, take a piece of the meat hanging on it and cook it."

"Achen, you will take it with you later."

"The child's broken leg needs to be healed."

Su Chen nodded, took two mouthfuls of rice, and asked: "Did Aliang come back this morning?"

Liu Chunhua shook her head: "I guess he was left to eat."

She couldn't help grinning: "It seems that Fangfang's family still likes Aliang very much, but don't let him get drunk, it would be bad if he gets drunk and crazy."

At this time, Zhou's family in the suburbs.

Drunk Aliang stumbled to his feet and came to the yard with the support of Zhou Fangfang.

He pointed at the big tree in the corner of the yard.

Then he put his index finger on his lips and whispered: "Shh, don't let others find out. It's not easy to practice. Do it quietly."

Zhou Fangfang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Talisman? I have a talisman!"

A Liang took out the talisman that was placed close to his body in his chest pocket and stuffed it into Zhou Fangfang's hand.

"Fangfang, take it. I don't have to worry about you when you go to work at night."

"No, I will accompany you on the night shift!"

The Zhou family came out and laughed when they heard this.

In the corner of the yard, the branches of the big tree suddenly shook, and leaves slowly fell.