Horror Teahouse: I only sell terrible things

After the Hong family's affair was over, I estimated that a pair of embroidered shoes given by Hong Lin could be sold for at least 600,000 yuan, of which 30% would go to the teahouse and 70% would go to me, in other words, I would make at least 400,000 yuan.

I took out a quarter, that is, 100,000 yuan, and handed it over to Lu Xinyi, which was his reward.

Lu Xinyi didn't seem to help much, but without his reasoning, it would be difficult for me to be sure so quickly that Hong Yu was the murderer who manipulated the ghost to kill people.

The 100,000 yuan is what he deserves.

Lu Xin didn't want it at first, but under my strong request, he still accepted the money.

After learning about this, Lin Xiaolu praised me.

"Zhang Xian, you are doing this authentically, I really didn't expect you to be so generous. "

I blushed a little when Lin Xiaolu said, I do like money, but under the teachings of the master, I have understood the truth that a gentleman loves money and takes it in a proper way.

Lin Xiaolu asked me.

"Is your birthday coming soon?"

I nodded, my birthday was in late September, and it was two weeks away.

Lin Xiaolu patted me on the shoulder.

"I'm eighteen years old, I'm an adult, it's time to celebrate!" In

the past, in the welfare home, only Li Zi gave me a birthday, but now Li Zi doesn't know where to go, and I have no interest in celebrating my birthday.

"Sister Xiaolu, forget it.

Lin Xiaolu crossed his waist and was a little angry.

"How can you forget it, this is your coming-of-age ceremony! Don't care, my sister has arranged it for you clearly. "

I didn't want to save Lin Xiaolu's face, so I had to agree.

After chatting with Lin Xiaolu for a few words, I glanced at the time, it was already noon, so I invited her to lunch together.

Lin Xiaolu proposed.

"There is a noodle restaurant on the next street, have you ever eaten it, it tastes very good. "

I haven't eaten it, but if I can make Lin Xiaolu say the word "delicious", it must taste good.

Lin Xiaolu led the way and led me to the noodle restaurant in her mouth.

Said to be a restaurant, in fact, it is a small stall, the owner is a chubby man, his skin is a little dark, obviously only about thirty years old, but it feels like a forty-year-old person.

The noodle restaurant is doing well, and the dozen or so tables are almost full.

Lin Xiaolu looked like a regular customer, she found an empty seat and sat down, and greeted the boss loudly.

"Black old fat, two bowls of beef noodles

!" "Okay!"

I asked a little embarrassed.

"Sister Xiaolu, isn't it okay for you to call people like this?"

Lin Xiaolu explained to me with a smile.

"Black Old Fat is the nickname given to him by the boss, and he likes it when guests call him that, and he feels kind. "

No wonder the boss wasn't angry, it turned out to be like this.

Two bowls of beef noodles were quickly served, the noodles were strong, the noodle soup was clear, and there were six thick slices of beef, the taste was really good, no wonder Lin Xiaolu liked to eat it.

After I had only eaten two bites, a new customer came to the noodle stall, and the black old fat greeted me warmly.

"Aunt Sun, bring Xiao Shuai Shuai to eat noodles?"

Hearing the words "Xiao Shuai Shuai", I thought it was a child, but when I turned my head and looked, what caught my eyes was a young man who was a few years older than me.

I'm a little stunned, don't you feel ashamed that such a big person is called "little handsome"?

At this moment, Xiao Shuai Shuai sprinkled on the black old fat.

"Uncle Hei, I want to eat beef noodles, a big bowl. "

Obviously he is an adult, but he speaks in the way of a child, and the expression on his face is very child-like.

Lin Xiaolu nodded at me lightly, and then pointed to his head.

I immediately understood, this little handsome man has a problem with his brain.