Live stalls, I'm on fire

The lotion sold by Luo Qingyang has been sold out.

He walked up to the camera and wanted to distribute benefits, but was stopped by Jiang Xiaoyu.

"Each of you come to my live broadcast room as a guest, and you have to give fans gifts out of your own pocket. I think this is quite unfair to you."

Luo Qingyang froze for a moment, then said hastily:
"Boss Yu, I am voluntary. As long as the gift I give can help those in need, I will be very happy."

Wanlixingdao who has not yet drawn a lottery gift:
"Xiaoyu, we will give gifts to the audience only when we are happy listening in your live broadcast room. Don't think too much about it, and don't put pressure on it."

After Li Yiming was pulled into the group by Gu Beichen, he hugged Gu Beichen's thigh tightly, and even called Jiang Xiaoyu exactly the same:
"Boss Yu, what I send are all worthless gadgets, and they won't become a burden on my life."

Jiang Xiaoyu thought for a while and said:
"I welcome you all to my live broadcast room, but everyone who comes here has to give the audience gifts, which will spoil the atmosphere of the live broadcast room."

"How about this, from now on, in my live broadcast room, there will be a limit of three people to give gifts every night, and you will draw lots to decide who will give it."

As soon as the words fell, Gu Beichen and Pei Yuanhang echoed:

"I agree!"

Luo Qingyang gave each of them a slap in the face, but the two of them remained unmoved.

"Xiaoyu, I promised just now that tonight I will draw three people to give away my photo album, so I will be the third person to give gifts tonight?" Wan Lixing poked his head out and said.

"Please." Jiang Xiaoyu gave up the live broadcast room to Wanlixing, called Gu Beichen, Luo Qingyang, Li Yiming, and Pei Yuanhang together, and said:

"You want to help me drive popularity, I am very grateful to you, but the gifts you give are too expensive, it will make fans become lazy, which is not good for them."

Several people heard this and nodded again and again:

"Boss Fish is right."

However, I will not change.

Gu Beichen and Pei Yuanhang added this sentence in their hearts.

Jiang Xiaoyu thought that the few people already knew her intentions, and after Wanlixing finished delivering the gifts, she announced that she would continue to set up a stall here tomorrow night, so she closed the stall and went to the old place for supper.
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city ​​that never sleeps.

Aunt Li went out of the stall at eight o'clock in the evening as usual.

The difference is that she is in a particularly good mood tonight, and she walks with wind.

Li Hu's mood was the same as hers, he was finally able to speak, even though he still spoke clumsily and could only speak some monosyllabic words, he felt that he was different from before.

It's like being reborn.

As soon as they arrived at the booth, Aunt Li and Li Hu were stunned.

The two of them blinked at the same time, and saw that the queue in front of them was their booth, and it was like waking up from a dream.

Their booth is on fire!

Hotter than they imagined!

Aunt Li took out the dishes from the mobile dining car, and the business was officially opened.

"Boss, will Miracle Doctor Luo come tonight?"

"do not know."

"Okay, whether they come or not, I want the same Mala Tang that Dr. Luo ate last night."

"Hold on."

Those who come to buy Malatang basically come to meet famous people such as Luo Qingyang and Wanlixing.

After Aunt Li answered truthfully, the customer not only did not leave, but chatted with her enthusiastically.

"Boss, it's a pity that you don't have takeaway delivery for your skills."

Aunt Li smiled, Gu Beichen's proposal flashed in her mind.

She glanced at Li Hu, who was made of folded cat waist stalls, and made a decision in her heart:
Li Hu's dumb disease has recovered and he can speak, but his education level is too low, and at most he can find manual work carrying sacks.

If she didn't take Gu Shao's free ride and expand her business, Li Hu might not be able to turn around in her life.

Aunt Li was busy selling Malatang, and the stall was very lively.

Suddenly, there was a deafening scream.

Aunt Li knew what was going on without even looking at it.

The corner of Li Hu's mouth slightly raised, he took out the foldable table he had put away, spread it out, wiped it carefully, put the horse tie away, and Jiang Xiaoyu and others appeared.

Gu Beichen, Luo Qingyang, Wanlixing, Li Yiming, and Pei Yuanhang were surrounded by this group of people who ate Malatang, asking for autographs and group photos.

Jiang Xiaoyu pushed through the crowd and walked out.

"Xiyi..." Li Hu went up to meet him and called "Xiaoyu" enthusiastically, but when he opened his mouth, it became a joke.

"Xiyi? Xiaoyu? Hahaha." Although Gu Beichen and the others were surrounded by everyone, they also laughed.

"Come on, you've just started to learn to speak, so call me when you're smooth."

Jiang Xiaoyu sat on the saddle and shouted to Aunt Li:

"Aunt Li, it's the same as last night."

"Good." Even though there were still a lot of people in line, Aunt Li still jumped in line for Jiang Xiaoyu and others, and cooked Malatang according to their taste.

With a few words, Pei Yuanhang dismissed the person who asked him for an autograph, and sat down beside Jiang Xiaoyu.

This is his first visit to the Everbright City food stall.

His eyes were full of disgust.

After Li Yiming calmed down the emotions of the fans, he picked up the broom and started cleaning.

After Gu Beichen and Luo Qingyang took a photo together, they took the initiative to pick up the rag and wiped the table.

Three black lines flashed on Pei Yuanhang's forehead.

What's going on with these two people?

Think the life of the young master at home is too ordinary, come to the food stall to do odd jobs?
Pei Yuanhang couldn't figure it out until he heard Jiang Xiaoyu call the stall owner "Aunt Li", and then he figured out the joint.

These two boys, in order to flatter Jiang Xiaoyu, willingly fell into depravity.

He also wants to degenerate, but it seems that there is no job he can do here.

"Same as Xiaoyu, give me one."

Pei Yuanhang was full of drama in his heart, and finally decided to do what he could do—be a foodie.

After he ordered the same style from Jiang Xiaoyu, he sat down and stared at the ring on Luo Qingyang's hand.

The golden spray paint on Luo Qingyang's ring had all fallen off, and it became a white plastic ring.

"It's such a reckless waste. The ring that Xiaoyu gave you was turned into this by you. Are you embarrassed?"

Luo Qingyang held his breath in his heart.

He invited N ring-making masters to come to his house to see the ring and wanted to repair it, but all the masters insisted that "this is a plastic ring" and "it can't be saved".

Now Pei Yuanhang found out the clue and came to laugh at him.

Luo Qingyang glanced at the same ring on Pei Yuanhang's hand, and snorted coldly:
"Don't be too complacent, you will be like me in a few days."

Pei Yuanhang is full of confidence:
"Don't worry, I will take good care of the things Xiaoyu sent me."

Luo Qingyang chuckled and said nothing more.

After Gu Beichen wiped the table and ate three bowls of Mala Tang in one sitting, he walked behind Aunt Li and asked:
"Aunt Li, how do you think about the cooperation?"

"I agree with your proposal, but please take Li Hu with you." Aunt Li said sincerely.

"No problem, wrap it on me."

After Gu Beichen patted his chest to promise, he took out a bunch of keys and handed them to Aunt Li, then sat back in his seat and stared blankly at the rings on Luo Qingyang and Pei Yuanhang's hands.

He also really wanted a storage ring.