The Weakest Profession Among Dragon Masters? I Contracted With The Cool School Beauty

When coming out of Qiu Guang's home.

Su Chen saw something different in Qiu's mother's eyes.

The look in my eyes before was a look of gratitude.

So the eyes now are full of doting.

It's like watching a son.

No, his eyes were gentler than when he looked at Qiu Guang.

"Maybe... I'm also grateful!"

Su Chen thought to himself.

Without thinking much, he declined Qiu's mother and asked him to stay for dinner.

After all, there is a dragon waiting for a big watermelon at home.

Su Chen went downstairs.

Riding a bicycle, I went to buy melons.

...

Seeing Su Chen leave, Qiu's mother turned to Qiu Guang, who was blushing, and said, "Son, I... you... have grown up, you have really grown up, Mom I’ll make some soup for you tonight and make up for it!”

"Thank you, Mom. It's actually nothing, I'm just a little tired!"

Qiu Guang thought his mother was talking about cultivation.

After all, because of the ambergris saliva, he had been somewhat active in cultivation these past two days.

"Well, Mom knows, I'm going to make soup now!"

Qiu's mother nodded happily.

People who have been there, she understands.

Looking at his mother's back, Qiu Guang secretly vowed to practice more diligently.

...

Come out of Qiu Guang's house.

Su Chen did not forget to bring watermelon to Chu Muxue.

Went directly towards the market.

After the spiritual energy is revived, both vegetables and fruits will be sold in a designated place.

Strict regulations prohibit roadside stalls.

After all, once the traffic road is blocked and the monster enters the city, the people will have no time to escape, and the awakened people will have no time to rescue.

Will cause serious casualties.

When we arrived at the market, there were already many people here.

Most are ordinary people.

After all, awakened people enjoy various benefits and have a department dedicated to delivering vegetables and fruits.

Of course, there are also some awakened people who go out and buy it themselves.

Because there are too many people.

Su Chen parked his bicycle at the entrance of the market and walked in.

He has been here many times.

After all, I am alone all the time, and I still need to cook.

Along the way, Su Chen also arrived at the place selling watermelons.

"Two pieces per catty, or you'll get your money back if it's not sweet!"

"One pound is one dollar and ninety-nine cents. If you don't like it, you'll get your money back!"

"One pound is one dollar and ninety-five cents. If you don't like it, you'll get your money back!"

"..."

Su Chen looked all the way over.

Basically, it’s more than nine yuan per pound.

Not expensive, but not cheap either.

Of course, everyone swore that we would refund the money if there was no sweet offer.

This made Su Chen feel relieved.

"One pound is one dollar and nine cents. Hey, other people's melons say "non-sweet, refundable." Why doesn't this company dare to write that? It must be because the melons are bad, right?"

When Su Chen read the book from beginning to end, he suddenly realized that this family didn't even write a refund package.

If everyone writes, but if you don’t, you probably won’t do much good.

Although it is a full fifty cents cheaper than others.

"If you want to buy it, don't buy it. If you don't, go away. I am selling bitter melon!!!"

Su Chen's muttering still reached the ears of the irritable stall owner.

Suddenly there was a burst of curses.

When Su Chen looked up, he saw that he had just been looking at the price.

This place no longer sells watermelons.

Bitter melon is sold.

He quickly ran back to the stalls he had just visited.

"Boss, will this melon stay ripe?"

Su Chen walked to a stall and asked while picking watermelons.

"Ripe, extremely ripe!"

The boss assured.

"What should I do if it's not cooked yet? Are you going to eat it for me?"

Su Chen asked subconsciously.

"Are you here to cause trouble? Just now I saw you asking someone selling bitter melon whether it tastes bad if it is not sweetened, and now you are asking me whether watermelon will stay ripe?"

The boss is a big man, and he just heard the conversation between Su Chen and the bitter melon stall owner.

He thought Su Chen was here to cause trouble.

"Do you want to eat or not?"

Su Chen was not afraid of this big man.

He is the awakened one.

"Eat, I'll sell you raw melon and eggs, and I'll give them to you in a few clicks!"

The big man also has a bad temper.

"Okay, I want this!"

Su Chen picked one that looked good.

The boss weighed it and said, "16.6 kilograms, 1.99 per kilogram, total 33.034 yuan, give me 33 yuan for you!"

Su Chen could see what the electronic scale displayed.

He took out a hundred yuan and handed it to the big man.

"One hundred? OK, I'll give you seventy-seven yuan."

The big man muttered and gave the change to Su Chen.

Su Chen didn't care, took the money, put it in his pocket, and left.

...

After leaving the market.

Su Chen suddenly reacted, "No, one hundred minus thirty-three is not sixty-seven yuan?"

After counting the money, they did give me ten yuan more.

Then he turned around and went back.

When we arrived at the stall, the big man disappeared.

Instead, there was a woman with a wide body and a fat body.

Playing with mobile phone.

"Where was the boss just now?"

Su Chen asked.

The woman raised her head and glanced at Su Chen.

There was a slight light in his eyes, and he replied softly: "What boss? I am the boss, and the person who just looked after the stall for me, what can I do? Little brother."

"I see, I was buying watermelon here just now, and he gave me the wrong change."

Su Chen was going to withdraw ten yuan.

After all, making money is not easy.

Hearing this, the light in the woman's eyes disappeared.

When it came to handsome appearance and money, she chose money without hesitation.

His face suddenly changed and became gloomy, "No!"

As he said that, he turned over the sign that said Bao Tian.

One sentence came out: "The money will be counted in person, and we will not be responsible for leaving the counter!"

"Is that so? Okay then!"

Since it is a rule for people to do business.

Su Chen had no choice but to give up.

left.

"Tch, the money that went into my pocket, you still want to take it back?"

The woman watched Su Chen leave with a proud look on her face.

Not long after, the big man came back, "Sister Shu, what is one hundred minus thirty-three?"

"Are you stupid? Sixty-seven!"

Women count in seconds.

"I'll go, I just paid seventy-seven to someone, has he come to pay back the money?"

The big man suddenly reacted.

"Yao Shou, why are you so stupid? Ten yuan! How long do I have to sell watermelons to earn ten yuan? Do you think others will be so stupid and still pay back the money after making ten yuan?"

After hearing the big man's words, the woman yelled angrily, "That's not right!"

Suddenly, the woman reacted.

He chased in the direction Su Chen left, "Young handsome guy, don't leave. The money will be counted in person. I will not be responsible for this. It's just a reminder!"

...

Su Chen took the watermelon and headed home.

By the time we got home, it was already evening.

"You are back. You are starving to death. Where are my melons?"

Saw Su Chen coming back.

Chu Muxue ran to Su Chen instantly.

Take the big watermelon from his hand.

"It's almost time to eat. Let's eat the watermelon later!"

Su Chen also bought meat and vegetables.

Since Chu Muxue was his contracted dragon, he naturally prepared her share.

"I don't want to eat. I'll be full if I eat melon!"

Chu Muxue shook her head.

He blew on the watermelon, and suddenly a layer of frost appeared on the surface of the watermelon.

Chilled watermelon, done!

Su Chen didn't say much.

I went to the kitchen by myself and made two dishes, one sweet and sour pork ribs and one braised prawns.

It was originally for the little female dragon to eat, but since she didn't eat it, Su Chen was rude.

"Goo!"

Smelling the food cooked by Su Chen.

Chu Muxue, who was sitting on the sofa watching the drama with a watermelon in her arms, swallowed her saliva and said weakly: "How about... I eat some?"