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Seeing that Fang Xing's complexion was not very good, Mo Xiangwan said with concern, "Brother Fang, didn't you rest well last night? Why didn't your complexion look very good?"

Fang Xing said indifferently, "Probably I made a mistake in picking the bed!

Mo Xiangwan felt guilty, "Otherwise, Brother Fang, you should go home and sleep tonight! I'll think of other ways... If it doesn't work, I can find a small hotel to stay. www>

"How many days do you have enough money to live?"

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Fang Xing saw Mo Xiangwan's embarrassed look, and smiled, "Okay, don't be polite to me! You, a delicate little girl, didn't complain about suffering or tiredness, how can I be so squeamish as an old man! Don't worry about living in my house! We are thick-skinned and live in a friend's house, so there is no problem at all!"

"This……"

Seeing that Mo Xiangwan was still struggling, Fang Xing waved his hand decisively, "Okay! Don't talk anymore! Let's make a decision like this! What do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat!"

Seeing that Fang Xing was so forthright in the evening, Mo Xiangwan had the nerve to say no.

Fang Xing took Mo Xiangwan to a roadside stall and ate some local Thai breakfasts. Although the food was not as exquisite as those made in big hotels, the taste was first-class, which made Mo Xiangwan really praise Absolutely.

The pace of life in Chiang Mai is very slow, which is not only reflected in the attitude of the local people, but also deeply affects the tourists from all over the world.

Mo Xiangwan sat at the breakfast booth and had a leisurely meal and chat with Fang Xing. When the sun was on top of his head, Fang Xing wiped his mouth and stood up, and asked Mo Xiangwan, "To avoid suspicion, I can't go to the store these few nights. Accompanying wine! I can only set up a souvenir stall in the scenic spot during the day..."

The man said, "Is there any place you want to go? I can take you there first, and then set up a stall!"

Mo Xiangwan didn't come here for tourism, let alone Fang Xing did it for himself, which prevented him from making money normally.What's more, she still lives in Fang Xing's house for nothing!

Thinking of this, Mo Xiangwan suggested, "I don't want to go anywhere! If you don't mind the trouble, can you take me to set up a stall? Although I have little experience and don't understand Thai, at least I can Help you look at the booth."

Fang Xing thought for a while, nodded and agreed, "In this case, you can also help me sell souvenirs. If I sell them, I will count the profits to you! In this way, you don't have to worry about spending in Chiang Mai. Problem!",

Mo Xiangwan had no choice but to refuse, Fang Xing, a man from the Northeast, had already made a plan.

The two returned to Fang Xing's small attic. Fang Xing dragged out a large plastic bag from under the wardrobe in the attic, unzipped the plastic bag, and found that there were all small handicrafts with unique styles in them, and the variety was very rich.

Mo Xiangwan took out a few and looked left and right, he couldn't put it down.

Fang Xing couldn't help laughing at Mo Xiangwan's childlike obsession, "When you go home, pick out ten or eight that you like, and I'll give them all to you!"

Mo Xiangwan was full of grateful words, but he couldn't say a word, it was all stuck in his throat.

Fang Xing rode an old motorcycle rented from nowhere, and drove Mo Xiangwan to the gate of a temple. This was not the Phra Singh Temple that Mo Xiangwan had visited, but the Chai Temple in the center of the old city of Chiang Mai. Dilang Temple,

From a long distance, Mo Xiangwan saw a towering rubber tree in front of Chedi Lang Temple. According to Fang Xing, the fate of this tree is closely related to Chiang Mai, and if the tree falls, Chiang Mai will also suffer bad luck.