Ba Wan lowered his head and sighed silently. His luck was a little too bad. He had gone out to work several times but no customers had ever given him extra meals.
Jiang He ruffled its beautiful feathers and patiently explained, "Ba Wan, don't you love spiders? Those customers see you eating tens of thousands of spiders every day, so they don't dare to feed you anything else. What if you die of overeating?"
Ba Wan retorted, flapping his wings: "Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
Master, I won’t die of overeating. Please allow the guests to feed me as much as they want! ! !
"Okay, since you have this request, I'll mention it to the customers next time you go out to work. But whether you can add more food depends on luck. We are such a conscientious supermarket and we can't force people to buy or sell."
Just as Jiang He finished speaking, a loud "bang" suddenly came from the cabin.
"System, what's going on? Did the space explode?"
[Ding, after testing, the sound just now was not an explosion, but Sang Biao... farting.]
I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but as soon as Jiang He finished listening to what the system said, he smelled an extremely stinky odor.
The small wooden door was slammed open, and Sang Biao's body became round and bulging, like a deflated balloon.
Whoosh, whoosh, flying around in the air.
At the same time, it continues to release foul-smelling gases.
“Woof woof woof!”
“Chuckle!”
There was chaos on the grass. The two little ones had a keen sense of smell and were almost suffocated by the smoke.
Jiang He covered his mouth and nose tightly: "System, quickly activate the ventilation function!"
[Host, it's already open. The ventilation process takes time!]
The stench wouldn't dissipate for a while, so Jiang He immediately took 80,000 and 100,000 yuan and went to the living room to "take refuge."
Finally able to breathe deeply, Jiang He took two minutes to relax before opening his eyes.
Looking at the ample supplies in the space, she took out today's dinner -
Spare ribs hotpot, stone pot fish, flavorful orchid crab, and happy fat house water.
Jiang He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pork ribs, and took a light bite. The tender and glutinous meat fell out instantly, and the spicy and fragrant taste made her sigh.
In this world, only delicious food cannot be let down...
Immersed in the delicious food, she turned her head and suddenly met two pairs of bright, round eyes. A mouthful of stone pot fish instantly got stuck in her throat.
Ahem, I forgot about these two little ones.
When they are in the space, Jiang He usually doesn't give them extra meals easily, just gives them the set meals on time.
I can’t see it anyway, so it’s good to be able to eat my fill.
But now the two little ones are right in front of him, and Jiang He feels embarrassed to eat alone in front of them.
On a whim, I decided to add some meat to them!
Happiness comes too suddenly.
Ba Wan flapped his wings and felt his body was light.
Looking down, it was actually so happy that it took off, with its head touching the ceiling.
"Eighty thousand. If you want to eat, come down quickly. If there's no ceiling, you'll be flying off on a long voyage."
As soon as Jiang He tore open the bread bag, Ba Wan fell from the sky.
However, when he landed, his face hit the ground, and his posture was a little funny.
Ba Wan didn't care about the embarrassment. He quickly got up, took away a whole piece of bread, put it on the ground, and started chewing it with his little mouth.
In addition to the bread, there was also half a braised carp.
The other half is around 100,000.
As for the delicious fish soup, it went into Jiang He's stomach.
After finishing the meal, the system sounded a prompt:
[Ding, Sangbiao has evolved successfully and can be sent out to work!
Congratulations to the host for having three working animals, gaining 15 minutes of restocking time, and unlocking loquats~]
Jiang He did not forget Sang Biao's portion. After entering the space, he gave it a tiger-skin chicken foot and a piece of chicken breast.
…
Night fell.
Zhuo Ling huddled in the corner of the room and slept, vaguely hearing the sound of someone walking around.
Wang Guifeng opened the door stealthily and saw Zhuo Yan lying on her shoulder, sleeping soundly.
Standing outside the door was a middle-aged man with a beer belly and a bald head. His face was weathered and he was covered in grease. He looked to be a dozen years older than Zhuo Yingping.
Wang Guifeng lowered her voice and said, "Go in quickly. The girl is asleep. I'll guard the door for you two. As long as we make it a done deal, the dead girl will be yours."
The man showed an obscene smile on his face and stuffed the supplies into Wang Guifeng's hands.
"We agreed that after today, she is mine. You can't go back on your word and come to me again to ask for her."
He had done this kind of thing before, but was cheated by someone else. After only one time, the seller came to his door and made a scene, saying that the things he gave were not enough and asked him to pay a sky-high price for a woman of average appearance.
After suffering a loss, he became much more cautious afterwards.
The reason why he made a deal with Wang Guifeng was because he had long had his eyes on Zhuo Ling, who was young, beautiful and a virgin.
They lived in the same building and would occasionally meet each other when going up and down the stairs. Just one look at her made the man feel itchy all over and he desperately wanted to get her.
But Zhuo Yingping is also an employee of the hotel. If he forcibly takes the daughter away and a scene breaks out, it will affect his work and the result will be counterproductive.
Now, her own grandmother has clearly marked the price and wants to sell Zhuo Ling, how could he not be tempted?
Wang Guifeng gently patted her grandson's back, her eyes full of disgust: "I've long disliked her. When I stay at home, all she does is snatch food from Yanyan. Why should I come back?"
"Okay, that's fine."
The man focused all his attention on the beauty in the room. He replied perfunctorily and pushed open the door impatiently.
Zhuo Ling was a light sleeper and noticed someone coming in. She thought it was Wang Guifeng and didn't pay much attention to it, but then she heard unfamiliar footsteps.
She opened her eyes suddenly, but did not move rashly.
The man found where she was sleeping and reached out to touch her.
"Lingling, don't be afraid, I'll be gentle."
Almost instantly, Zhuo Ling guessed the man's purpose for coming in, and a nauseating feeling as if she was entangled by a poisonous snake swept through her heart.
Does Wang Guifeng hate her to this extent?
While Zhuo Yingping was out at work, he turned around and sold her to someone else!
Zhuo Ling held a pair of sharp scissors tightly in her hand. This was something she bought at Shuguang Supermarket and also something she secretly kept for herself.
Without any self-defense equipment, she didn't dare return to this home.
The man's foul-smelling body pressed down heavily.
"Good girl, let your uncle love you."
Zhuo Ling gritted her teeth, did not resist, and did not make any sound, in order to lower the man's vigilance.
When the other party took off his pants and was ready to attack, Zhuo Ling seized the opportunity and stabbed the scissors into the man's heart.
Afraid that he wouldn't die quickly enough, she pulled out the scissors and stabbed him a dozen times.
The whole process took no more than a minute. The man didn't even have the chance to call for help and could only let out a few weak groans.
Wang Guifeng was eavesdropping at the door, thinking that the matter was accomplished, and a triumphant smile appeared on her face.
With a creak, the door was opened and she said jokingly:
"It's over so soon? You...ah!"
Zhuo Ling, covered in blood, raised her scissors and stabbed Wang Guifeng's arm with an expressionless face...
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