Refuse to spoil!The milk bag is the most curly working child in Xuanmen

Chapter 88

At this time, Fu Qiming and Fu Anran's side did go smoothly as Jiang Zhen expected.

Instead of rushing to find work, the two of them wandered the streets.

On the way of strolling, he saw a long group of junior high school students walking northward holding a big banner.

After some inquiries, he learned that this was a summer outing organized by a certain junior high school.

Fu Qiming carefully observed these junior high school students, and found that each of them was carrying a food box—and only one food box.

Fu Qiming's top business mind turned quickly.

In Fu Anran's eyes, the lavender fortune on the young man next to him was shining brightly, which was particularly eye-catching in the dim light of all living beings.

This is the son of destiny, the fate of the emperor.

Fu Anran chewed the remaining lollipop, and casually took the bare candy stick out of his mouth.

I just wanted to throw it away, but I couldn't bear to throw it away.

After all, this is Qi Susu's same candy bar.

He stared at the white stick carefully, and finally put it in his pocket.

Just finished picking it up, but felt that it was inappropriate, and slowly blushed while holding the candy stick.

Fu Qiming didn't see his silly brother blushing, he was still thinking hard.

After a while, he finally came up with a good idea and dragged Fu Anran into the nearby toy store.

It's boring for junior high school students to go outing just to eat, and the time is so long, so they can't play two games of Werewolf, Monopoly or something to add to the fun?
That large group of junior high school students is a business opportunity!

With only 100 yuan, Fu Qiming carefully selected the products that needed to be purchased.

However, he soon discovered that the goods in toy stores in the city were still too expensive. After thinking about it, Fu Qiming took Fu Anran to the toy wholesale market on foot.

There are all kinds of toys inside, and Fu Qiming tried his best to buy the most valuable things at the lowest price.

Fu Anran didn't pay attention to these things. He followed Fu Qiming and watched him choose toys one by one.

Picking and picking, Fu Qiming suddenly turned to him:
"Show me, what do you little boys like?"

Fu Anran glanced at it, but her gaze stopped at a small butterfly the size of a thumb.

Most of the toys in the toy wholesale market are of low quality, and this butterfly is no surprise.

It was a small plastic thing, but the color of the wings was sky blue, which looked very similar to the color of the lollipop that Qi Susu ate.

Fu Anran stared at it for a long time, then suddenly said, "I want that butterfly."

Fu Qiming followed his gaze, and when he saw the butterfly, his gaze was a bit indescribable: "Do you like... this kind of thing?"

Don't boys like spinning top cars?
Unexpectedly, Fu Anran nodded definitely: "Can you buy that for me?"

Fu Qiming asked about the price, and after learning that it was one yuan each, he bought it happily.

Fu Anran got the butterfly, looked at it for a long time, and finally put it away solemnly with the candy stick.

After buying the butterflies, Fu Qiming took Fu Anran on a tour for a week, and finally purchased a bag of toys.

There are not many things that can be purchased with 100 yuan, so he basically put all the money into purchasing.

Now their destination is the place where junior high school students go on a summer outing: the Kaiping Dam.

Under the scorching sun, the two walked hard all the way to the Kaiping Dam.

The time I came was just right, when the junior high school students had finished their lunch and were chatting together in groups.

Fu Qiming chose a good place, took off his coat as a base cloth, and put the toys on it to sell.

The teacher is not allowed to bring toys when they come, which leads to their free time to chat.

The junior high school students are already very boring, but Fu Qiming's appearance is like a long drought and sweet rain.

It didn't take long before some students came to ask about the price.

Fu Qiming understands that junior high school students don't bring much money when they go out, and the price should not be too high, so he set the most pertinent price.

Coupled with his handsome appearance, slowly, many people gathered in front of the small booth.

Everyone scrambled to buy Fu Qiming's small toys, and looked curiously at Fu Anran who was standing on the side.

This little girl is so beautiful, as delicate as a doll.

Fu Anran didn't pay much attention to them, he played with the little blue butterfly he just bought by himself.

The photographer found a big rock to sit on, and remotely photographed Fu Qiming's busy figure.

As the best actor of Jinhua, Fu Qiming undoubtedly had the largest number of people in the live broadcast room, and most of them were his die-hard fans.

At this time, these fans looked at Fu Qiming's handsome back and screamed:

"My brother is so handsome!"

"Master Fu's business acumen is unrivaled!"

"Just took a look at it, the actor group should be the group that makes the most money right now."

"Come on brother! Presidential suite!"

……

Different from the bustling people on this side, Qi Susu came to Fengshui Street and encountered a great predicament.

That is unattended.

Fengshui Street is indeed a famous fortune-telling street. There are many people walking on the street, and they are all very introverted.

For example, the bearded, fairy-like old Taoist priest next door, who also wears a pair of sunglasses, is very competitive.

The four long flags behind him were written with the four characters "survey", "po", "heaven" and "machine". The front of the table was covered with a black cloth, with a compass on it.

When there are no guests, he closes his eyes and meditates, like an expert in the world, but when there are guests, he is slow, as if full of ideas.

All in all, the aura is quite sufficient.

Qi Susu sat next to him with her own small bench, she didn't look like a fortune teller, but a beggar.

Qi Susu also felt that something was wrong, and if she didn't say anything else, she had to find a piece of cloth and write the word fortune-telling on it, so that others would know what she was doing.

But she didn't have any cloth at hand, what should she do?
Qi Susu gritted her teeth, relying on her cute face to be cute!
Fortunately, Fengshui Street is full of fortune-tellers, and the colleagues are still very sympathetic to those who are not doing well.

Qi Susu soon got a piece of white cloth with the word fortune-telling written on it from a fortune-teller.

The uncle even gave her a few sympathetic glances, and almost wrote on his face: Why did the baby come out to deceive people at such a young age.

After getting the white cloth, Qi Susu returned to her place, pressed the white cloth with a few stones, and placed it in front of her.

Then... There was nothing to do, so she sat on the bench and waited quietly.

But it may be because her face is too immature, and her business has not improved even after she has reached this level.

Waves of customers passed by her and came directly to the shop of the old Taoist Hemu.

At noon, a group of people gathered in front of the old Taoist shop, but there was no one on her side.

Qi Susu took a deep breath and told herself to hold her breath.

The assigned photographer followed Qi Susu dutifully throughout the whole process, and of course the audience in the live broadcast room saw the whole process of Qi Susu's work.

It may be that it is unusual for children to go to Fengshui Street for fortune-telling, and Qi Susu is really working hard to increase her competitiveness.

Many people gradually came to Qi Susu's live broadcast room.

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