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Chapter 8 Earn two hundred in one minute

Comfortable.

comfortable.

Wang Zhanpeng left with dissatisfaction and regret, muttering that he was another smart boss, and he was still counting on how to eat twice.

Tang Yu was not greedy, so he was very satisfied. Not only did he eat a very full meal, but he also made 500 yuan. While there was still some time, he went to the pedestrian street to buy a pair of cloth shoes for his grandfather and a bucket of loose white wine made of grain. It was really rare to have a state of wanting to pick his teeth with a toothpick to show that he was having a good time.

A waiter at the buffet restaurant made a rough calculation by recalling the way he found that this thin young man ate more than 400 plates of meat and more than 20 kilograms of shrimp in three hours today. Finally, he ate two plates of fried rice and drank a bottle of soda.

After Zhou Feifei returned home, she filmed a beautiful joke and uploaded it in the past, waiting for no splashes to splash. She sighed in her heart. There were more and more beautiful girls on the Internet, and more and more tourists began to ask female anchors for beauty treatment.

It is already difficult to really attract more people by posing a few enchanting posses, making a few exquisite makeup, and wearing a few clothes to show off your figure. The probability of being popular is very low. Apart from those funny jokes and strange stories, there are only a few who can always become popular by relying on beauty.

I flipped through short videos in the same city, huh? This is not...

Isn’t this the boy named Tang Yu? He is eating a buffet?

I watched several videos in a row, and they recorded him eating at different angles. I remembered that I saw him eating on the spot yesterday. Zhou Feifei pursed her lips and searched for them in a popular area. After searching dozens of them, I actually saw a video of someone rumoring that Tang Yu was eating and became popular.

"Dad, please help me inquire..."

Zhou Feifei asked Zhou Jianjun to inquire about the young man named Tang Yu through his relatives.

Shortage of money, poorness, drag down the family, and eat poorly.

As soon as these tags came out, Zhou Feifei felt that she had a clear idea. If such a person was discovered by herself, if it was really useful, it would only be used by me.

Let you no longer be a drag, let you eat enough, and make some money. These conditions are enough to impress you now.

Early the next morning, Zhou Feifei got up early and drove to Dongshan Village again. She did not plan to mobilize her father and relatives here for the time being. That was a lasting shot. At this moment, it was just a confirmation of her guess.

"Grandpa Tang, is Tang Yu not here?"

"He has gone up the mountain and won't be back too late today. I'll call you when I've said I'll come back and wait."

The old man mentioned this woman who gave him two boxes of hard Chinese cigarettes last night and was deeply impressed by him. In his perception, the girl was equated with beauty.

"Thank you, Grandpa Tang."

Zhou Feifei was a little disgusted with this dilapidated home, but in order to achieve her goal, she still planned to enter the house with her nose pinched.

But when she came in, she found that although it was shabby outside, it was wind and rain for years, and the yard was not cleaned up. No matter how she cleaned it up in the morning, she could see some feces on the ground as soon as she walked back and forth. This was obviously a visual challenge for Zhou Feifei, who grew up in the city.

The house is very clean and tidy. When you enter the door, it is a small hall that children in the city know about. There is an old-fashioned refrigerator, a folded round table with a few stacked plastic stools, and a small kang. On the ground of the east house on the right is a wardrobe, a TV cabinet made of several boxes occupying half of the room, the kang cabinet on the kang and the TV cabinet on the ground, and the large wardrobe are connected in a row. Apart from this, there is no debris in the house. Although the ground is cement, it does not feel dirty. The problem of not using slippers makes Zhou Feifei feel even more stress-free.

Old, but cannot be covered up and tidy.

This sentence popped up in Zhou Feifei's mind.

Mr. Tang put an old-fashioned aluminum box on the kang to pack pastries and candy, and now it contains the fried melon seeds from his home: "Girl, eat melon seeds."

"Hey, thank you Grandpa Tang."

After sitting awkwardly for a while, the old man gave the room to Zhou Feifei, went outside to work hard at home, feed the poultry, and tidy up the vegetable garden, avoiding the embarrassment of the two of them sitting opposite each other without saying a word. Zhou Feifei was not bored, sat by the kang, took her mobile phone and looked at her circle of friends, and looked at Lele's live broadcast or short videos, and did not feel the waiting time was difficult.

More than an hour later, Tang Yu came out of the mountain. His full meal yesterday made him feel good. Before dawn, he went into the mountain to see some traps and caught some prey. He was farther away and rarely visited places where people went, and he even put some animal traps with enough lethality a few days ago.

Today's plan is to pick up a lot nearby. If you get good harvests, go into the mountains and go far tomorrow. If you don't get much, go home and say hello to your grandfather, bring some equipment to sleep in the mountains and set off.

The harvest was good, there were wild rabbits and wild pheasants, and I picked some mushrooms and wild vegetables. I was lucky on the way back and even got a 'pheasant neck' to add some wine to my grandfather.

Others walked the mountain road for several hours and were exhausted. From about four o'clock to now, he not only walked quickly on the mountain road, but also picked mushrooms, wild vegetables and wild fruits. When food was insufficient for him, anything that could fill his stomach was his "prey" in the mountains.

If it were someone else, if you would get such a harvest at one time, you would be so happy. It would be meaty and vegetable. It could be eaten for several days and invited guests to entertain relatives and friends again. Tang Yu is completely different here. It can only be said that these things are all "ingredients", as food, as a certain extent, as condiments, to give staple foods such as rice or pancakes, steamed buns and corn some opportunities to show their "charm". There are rare things, and they can also be used as capital for bartering and exchanging goods to exchange for more ordinary food.

"Master, I'm back."

"The girl came again yesterday." The old man carried the things to the kitchen. After decades of hard work, his body could not keep up with the mountain. However, cleaning up these objects in the mountain was also a way for him to recall the past. He enjoyed it and did not think it was physical work at all.

The trousers of the cloth were covered with mud, and the yellow rubber shoes were no longer visible. An old work clothes-style top was covered with dirty marks, the hair was more like weeds, and there was also a trace of sweat and mud on the cheeks left by mixing sweat and mud.

Zhou Feifei looked at Tang Yu who looked like this and subconsciously stopped approaching, but stood up and talked to Tang Yu who was standing at the door: "Hello, why don't you wash first and let's talk?"

Tang Yu nodded: "Okay."

Zhou Feifei quickly walked to the door: "I'll go and sit in the car, you can change your clothes and wash it."

The expected pungent smell did not appear, but instead it was a cool fragrance of the vegetation sprouting in spring mixed with soil.

Zhou Feifei stopped and said, "I have no other intentions, I'm afraid you will be inconvenient."

Tang Yu still had a very personal smile: "You can sit in the house, I'll wash my face."

Looking at Tang Yu's not hot weather, he was holding a basin in the yard, pressing the water from the well, taking off his coat and only putting on the vest inside, washing his face and hair in a bunch of hands, Zhou Feifei felt cold for him.

"Don't freeze until it's frozen, boil some water and wash."

Tang Yu did not say anything, and continued to bend and wash his face. He turned his head, with water flowing from his hair and face, and smiled at her.

Looking at the thin but extremely bright body, Zhou Feifei actually felt that he was very strong. You must know that when he put on his clothes, no one would have such a perception when he saw him.

"Don't you need to wear a piece of clothing?"

"It's okay, it's not cold, what's the matter with me?"

Zhou Feifei organized a language: "That's right, do you know Lele live broadcast?"

Tang Yu shook his head, then nodded again: "I know a little, but I don't know the specific one."

Zhou Feifei: "I am a host on Lele. That day, the video of you going to the room with your bare hands was posted online. There are many people who like to watch it. It became popular and my fans have increased a little. I want to ask you to help me shoot some similar videos. Of course, I will give you enough rewards, and you can also see it. I have a car, so I can buy you some rice, flour and meat..."

At first, Zhou Feifei felt a little uncomfortable by the feeling of being completely unfamiliar here, but when she spoke out her purpose and mentioned that she could pay, she was the dominant party of both the buyer and the seller and the aura came out, forming a kind of aura. If I help me do something, I will pay you a very high reward, which is something you can't make at the moment.

"Okay, then how much can you give?"

Before Zhou Feifei could say anything later, Tang Yu grinned and smiled.
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