Spare Me, Great Lord!

Without thinking, Wang Mi directly said: "It must have been a heart-wrenching affair, or it has never loved you at all, anyway, men don't have a good thing."

Lu Shu raised his eyebrows. The map opened. He cleared his throat: "Cough, don't be so dark, okay. Let's think about the good in everything. I think your boyfriend should be dead. "

Wang Bingli: "???

He Hui: "???

"Negative emotion value from Wang Bingli, +188!"

"Negative emotion value from He Hui, +588!"

Not knowing what happened, Wang Mili felt that Lu Shu, a teenager, was very special and had a unique temperament.

Say he is a grass root hanging wire, but obviously there is an inexplicable confidence and a strong aura on him.

Say he may have some identity background, and think this product is too grounded.

Suddenly fell into a very awkward atmosphere on the grassland ...

With a grunt, Wang Mi, next to Lu Shu, rang his stomach, which was hungry ...

Wang Bingli blushed a bit: "Snacks are finished at noon ..."

Lu Shu thought that anyway, he and Lu Xiaoyu would definitely not be hungry. The simple family Wang Yuli and others were full of their goodwill, so let them order them.

The potato chips were reserved for Lv Xiaoyu, and the biscuits were given to Wang Mili. The final result was that the aunts had sufficient strategic reserves, and Wang Mili received help from Lu Shu and Lu Xiaoyu.

Everyone in the car has food, but Yuan Liangtuo did not ...

"Negative emotion value from Yuan Liangtuo, +99 ..."

Looking at everyone tonight or even going to spend the night in the car, Lu Xiaoyu suddenly pulled the cuff of Lu Shu: "Lu Shu, don't you change pancake fruit? We can sell pancake fruit at this time!" "

"I won't make pancake fruit!" Lu Shuyi said righteously.

"Hehe," don't pretend to be Lu Xiaoyu's face.

"There is absolutely no pancake fruit. Don't look at me with this kind of look. You don't look at me like this! But there is stinky tofu ..."

"Ha ha……"

Although he denied the fact that he could change the pancake fruit, he was awake at this point. Although he did not sell stinky tofu these days, the problem is that the Qihai fruit should be eaten all the time, and the lottery cannot be broken.

So the stinky tofu that has been saved these days is much better!

Lu Shu probably counted them. They have been out for four days. There are more than two hundred copies of stinky tofu that have been saved. Is n’t this a good time to make money? !

Looking at this traffic jam, the long stretch of traffic stretches for several kilometers, and there may not be sufficient food reserves in each car. I am afraid that more than 200 portions of stinky tofu is not enough!

It doesn't matter if it's not enough, you can continue to draw. Although Qihai Fruit eats up to two per day to reach the upper limit of Lu Shu's control, it will not deteriorate in the system backpack.

Generally, when there is a traffic jam at a high-speed intersection, there will be villagers nearby who will take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune. Now the villagers in the wild suburbs of Qingzhou can't see them. Is it just a chance for themselves?

But the question is, how to solve the storage problem of stinky tofu? Can't you always pull out more than 200 copies of stinky tofu? This is also eye-catching.

Lu Shu wanted to make this money, but he hadn't waited for him to think about how to implement this thing. Lu Xiaoyu suddenly began to worry: "Can stinky tofu be sold?"

Lu Shule smiled and said: "Relax, you know that we can live so comfortably now, what do I rely on?"

Lu Xiaoyu pondered for a while: "cheap?"

Lu Shu: "???

...

When it was over ten o'clock in the evening, the night was completely covered by the entire Qingzhou Lake. The owners complained that they were tired all day, and most people returned to the car to take a rest.

Li Zimo leaned alone on the driver's seat in his car. The car had stalled. The ghost knew when this road would pass, and needed to save some fuel.

At this time, a phone call came in, and Li Zimo was helpless to answer the phone: "Hello?"

"Son, are you happy traveling? When will you come back?"

Li Zimo glanced at the long dragon in front of him: "Ah, I'm very happy. I will go back in a few days."

He has become accustomed to saying good news and not worrying. Even if you tell your parents when you are away from home, they may not be able to help them. Instead, they can only make them worry.

"Son, I heard that the traffic to Chaka Salt Lake has been particularly congested. Don't go there."

Li Zimo suddenly smiled bitterly, isn't he already here? And not only is it as simple as a traffic jam, but he hasn't prepared anything to eat, and his eyes will be hungry!

Boom Boom Boom, Lee Mo Mo turned back suddenly and saw a man with a hood and a masked face on his face with a small Doraemon T-shirt pattern knocking on their windows.

There was a small backpack in his arms, which seemed strange to him.

Li Zimo hung his mother's phone and shook the window down ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He rubbed his head: "Brother, is it here? How much is one?"

It happened that he could put a DVD in his car ...

"What kind of film ..." Lu Shu smashed his mouth and asked through a small T-shirt urn: "I am asking if you want stinky tofu, just finished!"

"Negative emotion value from Li Zimo, +199!"

"Isn't I talking about brothers, can I sell a stinky tofu like this?" Li Zimo was startled.

"I don't have a business license yet," Lu Shu explained. Li Zimo's eyes are strange, it seems very reasonable, but always feels like something is wrong ...

"How much?" Li Zimo asked.

"50!" Lu Shu calmly said.

"Crazy, sell a stinky tofu for 50, why don't you grab the money?"

"I am ... am I just grabbing ..."

"I can't refute ..."

"Negative sentiment value from Li Zimo, +110!" Li Zimo finally knew why this product had to cover his face, fearing he would be beaten by others?

In fact, Lu Shu's biggest concern is not this, but the interested people are concerned about his almost endless stinky tofu.

It stands to reason that no one should be so busy. After all, they are staying in the car. Selling a few cars forward, the people behind have no vision, and the ghost knows how many copies he sold.

Such a car-to-car question, although a little troublesome, is safer. In the past, a stinky tofu was sold for 5 yuan, but now it is sold for 50 yuan, and it is not impossible to sell 30 for a price. Anyway, it is to seize the opportunity to kill people.

This lucrative opportunity is too rare for Lu Shu, and there is no reason to miss it.

And one more important point is ... this business, the negative sentiment value is too powerful! After looking at each one hungry for a day, they are all negative emotions!