I Just Want to Be a Salted Fish in Peace

　　At this moment, Zhuang Tong glanced at the sky outside the window and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

　　"I'm going to help too!"

　　Seeing this, Zhang Mengyao followed into the kitchen.

　　Lin Xian was lying on the sofa, listening to the two women whispering in the kitchen, and couldn't help showing a smile.

　　It feels so good to be a scumbag!

　　So, personality is very important.

　　Focus!

　　Dinner is still a home-cooked dish, Zhuang Tong and Zhang Mengyao each cooked two dishes.

　　After dinner, the three of them sat on the sofa, with Lin Xian holding one in his arms, watching TV and chatting, not to mention how comfortable it was.

　　Time passed quickly.

　　Eleven o'clock.

　　Lin Xian stood up and said with a smile, "It's getting late, go to bed earlier!"

　　After that, he quietly blinked at Zhuang Tong, turned and walked to the guest room.

　　At this moment, Zhang Mengyao suddenly grabbed him and said, "I thought about it for a while, and I think it's better for me to sleep in the guest room!"

　　"..."

　　Lin Xian was stunned for a moment, a little bit hurt.

　　This is so...

　　It's totally different from what I expected!

　　Seeing his expression, Zhang Mengyao smiled proudly and said, "Hmph! You are so careful, do you think I don't know?"

　　"good night!"

　　Waving her hand, Zhang Mengyao quickly walked into the guest room and locked the door.

　　In the living room, after Lin Xian and Zhuang Tong looked at each other, Zhuang Tong gave him a helpless look and turned back to the bedroom to take care of the skin on his face.

　　If the door of this room is locked from the inside, it cannot be opened with a key from the outside.

　　I don't know who invented this kind of door lock, so boring!

　　Lin Xian sighed, washed up, and returned to the bedroom.

　　……

　　early morning.

　　eight o'clock.

　　When he finished his morning run and returned home with breakfast, Zhang Mengyao and Zhuang Tong still didn't get up.

　　Back in the bedroom, taking his wallet and car keys, Lin Xian pinched Zhuang Tong's little face and said softly, "My dear, I've bought breakfast, I'm going to the magic capital!"

　　"Go!"

　　Zhuang Tong didn't open his eyes, and replied confusedly.

　　Seeing this, Lin Xian stopped disturbing her sleep, pecked her pretty face, and went out.

　　From Jinling to the magic capital, there are more than [-] kilometers.

　　Fortunately, the speed of Ferrari was fast enough, coupled with the master-level driving skills under the blessing of skills, when Lin Xian arrived at the magic capital, it was less than half past ten.

　　First, he made a phone call and booked a French dinner at Shangri-La Hotel, and then Lin Xian walked to Old Zuo's suit shop.

　　Under the plaque of Zuo Ji's suit, the old man Zuo sat there as usual, playing chess with several old men.

　　Seeing Lin Xian approaching, the old man Zuo waved at him enthusiastically and shouted, "Lin Xian, come quickly, come with me in the next game!"

　　"Didn't you mean to try on a suit? I have something to do after I try!" Lin Xian raised his eyebrows.

　　Yan Xiaoman is so busy now that he has some time at noon. He still wants to try on suits, so he goes to school to pick up Yan Xiaoman. How can he have time to play chess...

　　The old man Zuo said reluctantly: "Just one game, it won't take much time!"

　　Seeing his high interest, Lin Xian had no choice but to nod his head and said, "Okay, let's go to the next game!"

　　After sitting down, the two set up a chess game, and the old man left smiled and said, "Old rules, let me have a shot!"

　　"Row!"

　　Lin Xian nodded and picked up a cannon.

　　Three minutes later...

　　"General!"

　　Left old man flying elephant.

　　"Again!"

　　Finish!

　　If a first-level chess player plays seven or eight dan with an amateur, isn't that hanging up and beating?

　　The reason why it was so indistinguishable last time was because Lin Xian deliberately let him.

　　In a hurry today, he was too lazy to grind, so he turned on his firepower and showed his true level.

　　The old man Zuo looked at the chess game and raised his eyebrows: "You kid, did you let me on purpose last time?"

　　Lin Xian said nonsense: "Impossible! Instead, I think it's Zuo Lao, your chess skills have deteriorated."

　　"really?"

　　The old man left touched his head and was suspicious.

　　He always felt that Lin Xian was teasing him!

　　"Of course, chess skills are like rowing a boat against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you play chess against people who are lower than you every day, of course you will retreat!" Lin Xian explained bitterly.

　　"Makes sense!"

　　Hearing this, the old man Zuo nodded and agreed.

　　But the old men who were watching the game of chess gave up and started to denounce it.

　　"Lao Zuo, I play chess with you every day, and I still dislike me, right?"

　　"This guy, Lao Zuo, is not a human being!"

　　"Your skills are bad, so you're blaming us?"

　　……

　　"You're not good at chess, so let's talk about it?"

　　The old man left with a sneer, stood up and dragged Lin Xian into the suit shop.

　　Seeing the two leave, two old men immediately sat down and continued to play chess.

　　They have been neighbors for decades, how could they be angry because of these words.

　　Said to be trying on a suit, but it was actually just a few pieces of rags hanging on his body like a nine-bag elder of the Beggar Gang.

　　After the trial, Lin Xian looked at the suits hanging on the wall in the store, moved in his heart, and asked, "Old Zuo, do you sell finished suits?"

　　"You want to buy?"

　　The old man Zuo wrote and drew in the small notebook, and said without raising his head. .

Chapter 123

　　Lin Xian nodded and said, "I plan to buy a ready-made suit and wear it first. After all, it will take more than half a month to get a custom-made suit."

　　Mainly because the skill of [suit thugs] is a bit too wasteful.

　　Since there are still more than half a month to get a custom suit, then simply buy a suit first and make do with it.

　　The old man Zuo was about to persuade him, but then he thought that this kid doesn't seem to be short of money, so he nodded and said, "That's fine, or casual clothes?"

　　"kindness!"

　　Lin Xian nodded.

　　The dress is really unnecessary, too solemn, and he doesn't attend any large-scale foreign parties, so he doesn't need a dress at all.

　　Casual dress is adequate for all occasions.

　　"Come with me!"

　　The old man left beckoned to him and led him to the second floor.

　　Compared to the first floor, the second floor is more like a clothing showroom, with suits hanging on the walls and hangers.

　　Looking at the dazzling suits, Lin Xian was confused for a while, not knowing how to choose.

　　On the other hand, the old man Zuo familiarly came to a row of hangers, took out two suits, and said, "These two suits, the models who played the board at the beginning, are about the same height and body shape as you, and their temperament is more suitable for you."

　　After all, the old man Zuo was a professional. Lin Xian didn't talk nonsense. After taking over 14 suits, he began to try on them.

　　Two suits, one navy blue and one solid black.

　　The navy blue set is more formal, with a small vest inside.

　　After Lin Xian put it on, he tried to raise his hand and make various movements.

　　After all, it wasn't tailor-made. The details of this suit were very jerky, and his gestures gave him a sense of restraint.

　　Taking off the black suit, Lin Xian tried the navy blue suit again.

　　In contrast, this set is better than the black one, the sense of restraint is not strong, and it is more in line with his temperament.

　　His skin is very white, and he can easily control the tone of sea blue.

　　The warm and jade-like temperament is incisively and vividly.