Siheyuan: The night demon comes, don't sleep too dead at night

"What big drumstick?"

"I have a big stick, but how can I have a big chicken drumstick?"

Zhang Bingye was very 'doubtful'.

"You really don't know?"

Qin Huairu felt a little unsteady in her heart.

"What do I know?"

"Sister Qin, can you speak well, don't be cloudy."

Zhang Bingye's face was 'confused'.

"My mother and BangGong ate a chicken drumstick, which broke my stomach."

"This matter must have something to do with you, don't pretend."

Qin Huairu probed.

"Why does it have anything to do with me?"

Zhang Bingye continued to play dumb.

"Because my mother reported you during the day, you were unhappy and retaliated."

Qin Huairu said.

"You also know that reporting me will make me unhappy."

"Are you done? Get out of here when you're done."

Zhang Bingye didn't want to talk anymore.

I just don't recognize it.

Hey, it's just for fun.

"Zhang Bingye, it's my mother's fault for the report, just tell us no."

"I asked my mother to apologize to you. No matter what, you don't need to hurt anyone."

"You are a big man, you are too small-minded to deal with an old woman and a child."

Qin Huairu is an aggressive general.

Want to break Zhang Bingye's defense, let Zhang Bingye show his feet.

"I really don't know about the chicken legs."

"Reporting this matter, I am really angry, but you said so."

"Well, now you ask your mother to come and apologize to me, and I won't pursue the matter of reporting."

"Don't worry, I'm a big man and I can't argue with you orphans and widows."

Zhang Bingye said with a smile.

"you!"

"Zhang Bingye, you are so ruthless!"

Qin Huairu left angrily for seven days.

066: An electric fan ticket, Qin Huairu borrowed money

On the way, Zhang Huairu touched his ears, feeling a throbbing in his heart.

I haven't felt this strange for a long time.

"How about it, did the wicked ghost pay you money?"

As soon as Qin Huairu came home, Mrs. Jia asked quickly.

Stick stem's eyes brightened, looking forward to it.

"No, Zhang Bingye didn't even admit it, saying it had nothing to do with him."

Qin Huairu shook her head.

"This bastard is so vicious that he knows how to bully our orphans and widows."

Jia Zhang's eyes were about to spit fire.

"I want to make wicked ghosts look good!"

The stick is also full of resentment.

He ate several mouthfuls of feces today, and now his mouth smells bad.

I was going to be pissed off.

"Mom, don't fight with Zhang Bingye in the future."

"I suspect that the door of our house was also kicked away by him."

"He is a big man. If we want to harm our family, we can't fight him."

Qin Huairu was a little scared.

It was really hard for her today.

"Fart, he is a short-lived ghost with no parents, what will he use to fight our Jia family?"

"When I get better, you can see how I can handle him."

The three corpses of Jia and Zhang jumped violently.

"Mom, you should rest."

"I can't hold it anymore, I'm going to rest."

Qin Huairu sighed inwardly, and went to the hut.

He wobbles when he walks, and looks like he's about to fall down at any moment.

"Bang, remember what happened today."

"We are not the ones who suffer from "[-]". We must give that dog something to look good."

Jia Zhang's face was full of hatred.

"Ah."

The stick nodded heavily.

He had already started to think about how to give Zhang Bingye some color.

His stickiness is not at the mercy of anyone!

...

"Ding! The protagonist uses the big chicken leg of the furious jet fighter to feed Jia Zhang, and the reward is being settled."

"The Jiazhang family kept running away, fell into the latrine, and gained 5 negative points."

"Bad stem... gain 5 points of negative value."

Qin Huairu 3 points.

A total of 13 negative points in hand.

Adding the original negative value of 1 point, the negative value in Zhang Bingye's hands totaled 14 points.

"It's only 14 o'clock."

Zhang Bingye was speechless.

After experiencing the feeling of four consecutive draws, looking at these ten or so negative values, it feels like drizzle.

"lottery!"

Zhang Bingye gave the order.

"Ding! The host has successfully drawn a lottery, or an electric fan ticket!"

Hearing the system's announcement, Zhang Bingye blinked.

Although it is not a permanently empowered skill card.

However, electric fan tickets are also a good thing.

On a hot day, there are many mosquitoes.

It is too hot to sleep at night with only a cattail fan.

Zhang Bingye took out the electric fan ticket from the system grid.

Also see the source of the notes.

Produced by the system, naturally there is no problem.

"Very good, buy an electric fan, and sleep much more comfortably."

"Today's daily rewards should be refreshed."

Zhang Bingye muttered, and put the electric fan ticket into the storage ring.

"Ding! The host is attacking the Jia family, and the daily rewards are refreshed!"

"Ten blue-headed ducks, one sheep, 100 yuan in money."

"Huh? Can you send money directly?"

Zhang Bingye was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on the third system grid.

He took out the 100 yuan directly.

Ten pieces of Great Unity with a face value of ten yuan are brand new and shiny.

Zhang Bingye picked up a large sheet of unity and rubbed it in his hand a few times.

It's real money, if it's fake, it's guaranteed to be exchanged.

Putting the banknotes into the storage ring, Zhang Bingye looked at the other two system grids.

Ten blue-headed ducks.

Each duck weighs six to seven catties, it has been cleaned, and it can be cut into pieces and put into the pot directly.

The same goes for half a sheep.

Zhang Bingye put all the supplies into the storage ring, with a smile on his lips.

Now he has too many supplies in his hand to finish.

Find a time, you can go to the black market to sell, exchange for a wave of money back.

Then use the money to buy tea, antiques, old wine, stamps, commemorative coins and so on.

Even if he does nothing.

Wait decades.

A real billionaire.

It is now 1965, and a bottle of ordinary Moutai costs just over four yuan.

In the [-]th century, it is normal for the price to double hundreds of thousands of times.

Not to mention the more expensive tea and antiques.

Zhang Bingye knew what the future would look like.

Keeping money in your hands is of little use.

It's better to buy some rare gadgets.

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Zhang Bingye took a shower.

go to bed.

The next day.