My autobiography cannot be a tragedy

Chapter 199

"Uncle, what's wrong with your face?"

"Uh, it's okay, I accidentally used a little too much force when I hit the mosquito, hehe..."

Meng Lang smiled dryly, and put another piece of pickled pork with pickled vegetables into the bowl.

It is rare for Lin Haitang to cook tonight. The meat with pickled vegetables is bright red in color and crispy. It is fat but not greasy after a bite. It is full of fragrance and tastes delicious.

That's the price to pay...a bit too much...

"Really? Then you are cruel to yourself!

You are walking in the rain again, and you are dying with mosquitoes, either you are a jitter, or your brain is flooded! "

Yan Weiwei gritted her little steel teeth and stared at Meng Lang fiercely.

What's wrong with feeling down?
If you are depressed, you can let it rain by yourself, but you still want to hug when you are sad?Crazy you!
Meng Lang could only laugh dryly.

What can i say?
Can I say that that hug is all about pure hugs used to express joy and gratitude?
Do not!Strictly speaking, that hug has nothing to do with me!

Brother, can you pay attention to strategy when you get on me next time?
Are you reminiscing about the past?You are a typical hooligan!
I know you are a little excited to see your old friend come back from the dead, so you have to look at the occasion, there is a gap between ideals and reality, okay?
You can look back on the road, but you can't go back!
You have her in your memory, but you are not in her memory, a slap can't make a sound, do you understand?
In the end I have to count on my face...

Meng Lang couldn't help feeling a little sad.

In the end, I was the one who resisted everything...

Memories are good.

beautiful but cruel...

……

"one more bowl!"

Meng Lang, who turned grief and anger into appetite, decided to use the power of food to soothe his injured young heart.

"Didn't you say that his mental state is not very good? I think he has a good appetite?"

Lin Haitang on the side watched Meng Lang gobble it up with a look of intoxication, and whispered to Yan Weiwei.

"Where is the mental state better? This guy is definitely not normal! Judging from his performance, it is likely to be a precursor to depression and insanity." Yan Weiwei curled her lips.

Lin Haitang gave her a strange look.

It was you who begged him to come in for dinner, and it was you who acted bitterly and bitterly.

Compared to him, you look more abnormal...

"Cough! I'm full!"

Seeing Lin Haitang staring at her strangely, Yan Weiwei put down the bowl and chopsticks with a guilty conscience, and ran to the sofa to watch TV on the pretext.

As a result, as soon as the TV was turned on, a classic Korean drama dog blood scene popped up on it...

The male pig's feet and the female pig's feet hug each other tightly.

"Promise me, don't leave me, okay?"

"Fool, how could I leave you."

Yan Weiwei: "..."

My face turned red for no reason...

……

"Whoo~"

After enjoying a long-lost meal, Meng Lang patted his stomach and let out a long and comfortable sigh of relief.

Although the price is a bit tragic, it is really great to be able to eat at the table seriously.

This is life...

Seeing her sister packed up the dishes and left the dining table, Xiao Yu couldn't help leaning over and asked curiously.

"Uncle, how did you convince Sister Weiwei to be a lobbyist?"

"Uh...this..."

The process is very pornographic and violent, and you are still young, so I won't go into details.

"Children don't ask questions about adults' matters! Asking is because the mountain people have their own tricks!"

Xiao Yu curled her lips, and then seemed to think of something, "By the way, uncle, I'll show you something!"

Xiao Yu ran back to her room, and when she came out again, she had an extra photo in her hand.

"what is this?"

"Hee hee! Chao Ge's autographed photo."

"Oh~" Meng Lang was a little confused, "Are you also his fan?"

"Yes, I really like listening to his songs." Xiao Yu smiled.

"So I want to sell it, uncle, how much do you think this autograph can sell?"

rash:"……"

Looking at Xiao Yu who looked like a little money fan, Meng Lang was a little speechless.

Do you have any misunderstanding about the word fan?
Besides, there are so many signatures of celebrities now, how much is it worth if they are exhausted?

But seeing Xiao Yu's expectant face, he still couldn't bear to hit her after all.

Isn't it just a signed photo, internally digested!
"Exactly. I have a friend's sister who happens to be a fan of his. She should be interested. I'll leave this to me." Meng Lang took the autographed photo.

From the look of Duan Xiaoyi's fan girl who wanted to lick the screen last time, this is definitely a true*die-hard fan.

In other words... do I count as repaying hatred with virtue?
"That's great, Uncle, please help me ask a few more, that... I still have a few copies in my hand... Hehe!" Xiao Yu smiled embarrassedly.

"Anything else?" Meng Lang was taken aback for a moment.

"how much do you have?"

"Not many, just 15 copies."

rash:"……"

Are you a scalper...

"Xiaoyu, if you want to make money, you can wait until you become an adult, your task now is to study hard.

You see, Afghanistan is still fighting, African children are still starving, and the great rivers and mountains of the motherland are still waiting for you to add bricks and tiles. "

Meng Lang spoke earnestly.

Wasting your precious study time for a mere few hundred yuan, isn't this putting the cart before the horse?
Are we short of that little money?

Uncle will give you more than a fraction of your salary in the future!

"Isn't that for winning prizes?" Xiao Yu muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?"

When Xiao Yu roughly explained the ins and outs, Meng Lang couldn't laugh or cry.

"Uncle, if this autograph can't be sold, I'm likely to go bankrupt. The cheapest handheld game consoles sold online cost one or two hundred." Xiao Yu said pitifully.

Meng Lang was both moved and funny.

"Knowing that it is likely to go bankrupt, you still charge?"

"Then I didn't collect them randomly. I knew the market in advance. I heard that Chaoge's autograph is quite valuable..." Xiaoyu said weakly.

Did you know the market in advance?It's a lot of prep work...

Meng Lang was helpless.

But who let it be my little padded jacket? If it weren't for Xiao Yu's "favor of eating" these two days, my quality of life would have dropped to a certain extent.

After thinking about it, he picked up his phone and sent a message to Duan Xiaoyi.

Meng said: [Well... May I ask, how much is Chao Ge's autographed photo worth? 】

"Ding!" There was a reply soon.

Xiaoyi: [Chaoge's autographed photo?He doesn't sell signed ones, and there are very few circulations in the market. As long as it is genuine, at least 500 will go up!
how?You have? 】

"Sigh~"

500 for a signature?

Is fan economy so exaggerated?
Meng said; [Yes, there are quite a lot, 500 per piece, do you want it? 】

Xiaoyi: [What? !Yes, as many as you want!There is no need to worry about selling in the fan base, and I can still earn the difference as a middleman!Thank you Xiaomeng! (blow kisses)]

Meng Lang twitched the corner of his mouth.

Middleman?
It seems that there is no conflict between being a loyal fan and earning a difference...

Xiaoyu and you, one wholesaler and one retailer, can almost form a scalper industry chain...

(End of this chapter)