The Shuttle of the City

Lin Yuyao spoke at this time: "Uncle Liu, although I don't know much about medicinal materials, the price of ten-year-old ginseng is more than this, right?"

"Besides, these ginseng plants have just been unearthed, and they look very fresh. One plant must be worth at least [-] to [-] yuan!"

Sixty to seventy thousand!

Hearing this figure, Ye Zichuan was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Lin Yuyao to double the price in one go!

"[-] to [-]?" Liu Shuyu said bitterly, "Miss Lin, it's not that I don't give a price, but I really don't know whether these ginsengs are good or bad. If something goes wrong, it's my reputation that will be lost."

"Sixty thousand, a one-buy price." Lin Yueyao's face was indifferent, unmoved.

Ye Zichuan opened his mouth to say something, but after thinking about it, he shut up.

Liu Shuyu struggled, hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and said: "Fifty thousand, no more!"

Lin Yuyao didn't speak, but looked at Ye Zichuan.

Ye Zichuan nodded: "Okay, just fifty thousand."

One plant is [-], and five plants are [-]!

For Ye Zichuan, this is definitely a huge sum of money. He has never seen so much money in his life.

And things like soil will never decrease, he can grow ginseng in a steady stream, and he can even grow ginseng of a higher age!

Ye Zichuan seemed to have seen gold mountains in front of him!

The lewd life of driving a supercar, living in a villa, and sleeping in a tender model is also beckoning to him!

Next, Liu Shuyu transferred [-] yuan to Ye Zichuan, and left in a hurry with five ginseng plants.

After he left, Lin Yuyao looked at Ye Zichuan meaningfully: "Is it true that those ginsengs were sent from your hometown by your parents?"

Ye Zichuan blushed without heartbeat: "Yes."

Lin Yuyao smiled slightly, not pursuing it.

Instead, he said: "I made a lot of money today, aren't you going to treat my sister to a meal?"

"If you want it, please, please!" Ye Zichuan said hastily.

Lin Yuyao helped him earn [-] yuan with just a few words. This kind of favor is really indebted. Treating him to a meal is really nothing.

"Then pack up first, I'll wait for you downstairs."

"it is good."

After changing his clothes and shoes, Ye Zichuan went downstairs. It was the first time for him to take such a high-end car as a Bentley, and it was impossible to buy it without millions.

"What are you going to treat me to?" Lin Yuyao asked, turning her head.

"Western food?" Ye Zichuan asked cautiously.

Lin Yuyao smiled and shook her head: "I'm tired of eating Western food, it's boring."

"Sister Lin, what do you want to eat?"

Lin Yuyao thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Shall we go to eat at the roadside food stall?"

"Ah?" Ye Zichuan was dumbfounded.

A woman with more than a million clothes and accessories would go to a roadside food stall?

Is this a bad taste of local tyrants?

"What? Not happy?"

"Happy, happy!" Ye Zichuan nodded quickly: "I happen to know one, it's delicious."

Taking Lin Yuyao to a few streets, Bentley stopped at a roadside food stall.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and the food stalls were at their busiest time, and the tables were full, lively and chaotic.

It was obviously the first time for Lin Yuyao to come to this kind of place, and she seemed a little uncomfortable.

The arrival of Bentley also attracted everyone's attention, especially Lin Yuyao, who has an angelic face and a devil's figure, instantly became the focus here, making all women sad

eclipsed.

The fat proprietress came over immediately: "Handsome and beautiful, are you the only two?"

"Yes, just the two of us." Ye Zichuan nodded.

After sitting down, Ye Zichuan handed over the menu, Lin Yuyao ordered some casually, and he ordered some himself.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to get something." After speaking, Lin Yuyao left.

After a while, she came back again, holding a bottle of high-end red wine in her hand.

"It's a gift from someone else, so I don't know if it's good or not."

After the dishes and barbecue were served, Lin Yuyao didn't give up, and started eating directly.

"Where is your house? Is there anyone else in the house?"

"In the countryside in the northwest, my parents are the only two in my family. I am the only child and I have no other brothers."

"What are your plans for the future?"

"Make some money first and buy a house for my parents. As for what to do in the future, I haven't decided yet."

……

"Come! Drink!"

A table next to it was surrounded by seven or eight young people, which was extremely lively and fiery.

"Hey, it's really boring to drink like this, just us seven or eight big men."

One of the men said, looking towards Lin Yuyao from time to time.

There is no way, she is so attractive, her perfect figure and delicate face all attract men's eyes.

"Isn't there a big beauty next to you? With your charm, Brother Tian, ​​what kind of beauty can't be found?" The others joked and burst into laughter.

The man known as Brother Tian was already a little drunk: "Try it and try it. When I get it, you bastards will be jealous."

"cut--"

Brother Tian stood up, with a cropped cut and a tattoo on his arm, coughed twice and walked towards Lin Yuyao.

"Hello beauty, my name is Song Xiaotian, can I meet you?"

Chapter 9

Regarding Song Xiaotian's approach, Lin Yuyao didn't say a word, nor did she look at him, completely treating him as air.

Song Xiaotian's expression became a little stiff.

But then he laughed again, and sat down carelessly, not at all polite.

"Beauty, it's really boring for two people to eat food stalls. Why don't you add me, and I've invited you for this meal. You can eat and drink whatever you want."

Ye Zichuan wanted to laugh but didn't laugh. A bottle of red wine is enough for you to eat food stalls here for a month. Do you still need a treat?

Lin Yuyao looked at Ye Zichuan, smiled lightly and said, "Today he invited me."

Song Xiaotian turned to look at Ye Zichuan: "Brother, let's make friends. I've invited you to this meal. How about it?"

Ye Zichuan looked at him and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I promised to invite her."

Song Xiaotian's face suddenly turned gloomy. The two of them made it clear that they didn't give him any face.

After wandering in these streets for so long, this was the first time he met such a person.

He leaned back on the chair and said with a smile, "How about a drink, beauty?"

"I don't drink with people I don't know well." Lin Yuyao said lightly.

"Beauty, are you not giving me any face at all?" Song Xiaotian approached Lin Yuyao and said word by word, "What if I insist on having a drink with you today?"

Lin Yuyao's face remained unchanged, she looked at Ye Zichuan and said with a smile: "Others have threatened my sister like this, so you, a younger brother, are indifferent?"

Ye Zichuan smiled wryly and touched his nose.

Song Xiaotian looked at Ye Zichuan, and said with a sneer, "Boy, don't think that driving a Bentley is awesome, who knows if it's a lady from a club?"

Hearing these words, Lin Yuyao's eyes narrowed slightly, and Ye Zichuan's face darkened.

Song Xiaotian stretched out his hand, and directly touched Lin Yuyao's face: "You are so beautiful, how many days will you spend in one night? How much is the whole set?"

Snapped!

His hand was still in mid-air when someone grabbed it.

Song Xiaotian raised his head and saw Ye Zichuan had stood up and was holding his wrist.

Whoa!

The rest of the boys at the table behind also stood up at the same time, looking at Ye Zichuan with a hostile expression.

Song Xiaotian sneered and said, "Boy, let her have a drink with me. Today's matter is over. Otherwise, my brothers are guaranteed to do something out of the ordinary."

The people at the tables around stayed away from here one after another, and they could already see that things were getting a bit difficult.

"Apology!" Ye Zichuan spat out two words lightly.

"What?" Song Xiaotian thought he was hallucinating: "Let me apologize? Who the hell are you?"

Click!

Ye Zichuan's men suddenly exerted force, and there was a crisp sound from Song Xiaotian's wrist.

"Ah! Little bastard, you are courting death!" Song Xiaotian yelled in pain, with a grim look on his face.

"Boy, let go of Brother Tian!"

"Let go of Brother Tian!"

"Do you fucking want to die?"

Several men from behind surrounded him at the same time, and some of them still held wine bottles and benches in their hands.