Chapter 315 Hearing the Sound of Money (1 update)

Sang Yian had long received the little parrot’s warning of opening the door. Under such a precarious situation as being forced to move, the two really cooperated sincerely. For the first time, the little parrot was reliable.

In order to make money, it really did everything. After dinner, the little parrot was like a little follower, flying around Sang Yian’s head, mumbling as it flew around.

"Small sleep! Small sleep! Go to small sleep!"

"Put down your phone, stop watching the live broadcast, go to small sleep!"

"Don’t chat with the pretty boy, you are still small sleep!"

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The little parrot opened its mouth and chirped non-stop, like a small trumpet, and Sang Yian felt like he was besieged by a group of bees, buzzing in his ears non-stop.

As Sang Yian went upstairs, he said, "Aren't you going out on a date today? Have you lost favor? Have you been abandoned?"

Having a little parrot like Tang Monk by your side is really unbearable for everyone. The

little parrot heard it and fell directly on Sang Yian's head with a thud, "Can't you think of me a little? Who am I doing this for? Why do you get up in the middle of the night to work overtime if you don't get enough rest?"

Sang Yian felt the weight on his head and gritted his teeth, "If you don't get up, your midnight snack will be braised parrot!"

The little parrot didn't pretend to be dead and flew away. Its two claws also hooked away six or seven strands of Sang Yian's hair.

Sang Yian grimaced in pain. If she could fly, she would definitely pluck the most beautiful feathers of Lao Men to make a shuttlecock!

The little parrot, who had escaped the disaster, breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the hair caught in its claws, it was very glad that it had a pair of wings and could fly, otherwise, its most beautiful feathers would definitely not be preserved today.

It flew to the window on the second floor, trying to hide its body, and carefully poked its head to look into the bedroom. Seeing that Sang Yian had gone to bed and fallen asleep, the little parrot was relieved.

Then with a clang, a parrot-shaped alarm clock was thrown directly onto the window. The little parrot was so scared that it flapped its wings and flew away;

it was a close call, it was indeed true that women's hair cannot be pulled out, otherwise, the consequences would be very serious.

Otherwise, get some supplements for her?

After all, there are six hairs.

The little parrot opened its tempered tablet, which it had replaced countless times, and opened the takeaway software skillfully, and started ordering.

Looking at the long takeaway list, the little parrot did not feel guilty at all, "Sangsang lost six hairs, a full six! Isn't it normal to eat more delicious food to make up for it?"

It quickly convinced itself, then changed to another store, and ordered a series of orders without hesitation.

With six hairs, it must eat more!

It must be no problem if it orders more.

The little parrot hummed a song, very carefree, "Nowadays, there are really not many little parrots as considerate as it."

Twelve o'clock midnight.

Sang Yian looked at the long table that was already occupied by various takeout boxes. Opposite him was a little parrot that was already full of greasy food. "Isn't this a bit too much?"

"I ordered all these for you! Eat more and make up for your lost hair!"

The little parrot was eating a big chicken steak when he said this.

Sang Yian looked at the steak, pizza, hamburger, fried chicken, French fries, grilled wings, and these were not all. There was also boiled fish, soft fried meat, spicy chicken, twice-cooked meat, Dongpo pork elbow, and Maoxuewang. The

red peppers made the tip of the tongue numb.

Sang Yian rubbed his temples. "Excuse me, how did you know that these vegetables can help me grow hair?"

The little parrot stopped pecking at the chicken fillet, stretched out one wing, and waved it casually. "It's not important, it's not important!"

"What's important?"

At this moment, the side door flashed with colorful light, which was a sign that a customer was coming.

Seeing this, the little parrot immediately said, "The most important thing is to receive customers!"

Thinking of the huge funding gap, Sang Yian stopped arguing with the little parrot. For this transaction, she has made sufficient preparations.

Today, she will also be a gold medal salesperson!

Sang Yian fully armed, and then saw baskets, baskets, and baskets of green grass thrown into the side door - river green grass!!

This is great, she can just cultivate them all and keep them for the laboratory!

With that in mind, she still needs to buy a flower garden?

She hasn’t even thought about how to make money, but she’s going to spend it again!!!

The green on the riverside wasn’t the only thing. There was also a leather bag filled with plants of various roots. Sang Yian couldn’t recognize them. She thought that she had to buy a bigger flower garden.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to accommodate so many unknown cuties.

Finally, half an hour later, Sang Yian waited for Ji Feng, who was wearing a tiger skin coat and had a bronze complexion.

When Ji Feng saw Sang Yian, he wanted to kneel down and worship the immortal.

Sang Yian was quick to hand and put a burger in his left hand and a fried chicken in his right hand, and handed them directly to him, "Come on, Chief Ji, try our food."

Ji Feng, who was about to vent her gratitude, blinked her eyes, looked at the food in her hand, and followed Sang Yian to the long table and started eating.

Delicious!

It was so delicious!

Crispy, tender, and a bite of fried chicken was really unforgettable.

It would be great if all the tribesmen in the tribe could taste such delicious food!

Sang Yian really didn't expect that a 1.8-meter-tall, strong man could be moved to tears by eating a fried chicken.

This froze Sang Yian, who was about to understand the other party's needs. The picture of the tough man crying was too beautiful, and she didn't dare to look at it.

Without Sang Yian asking, Ji Feng started talking.

What about the fighting between tribes, what about their tribe being bullied by a medium-sized tribe, and of course, he took people back to take revenge.

Sang Yian listened to their simple and pure life and grasped the key point, "Do you use firewood to reclaim the land for spring plowing?"

Ji Feng turned to steak, nodding as he ate, "Yes, that's how we farm since the beginning, a fire, burning a forest, and when the fire is out, wait for a while, and then throw some seeds, and harvest as much food as you can in the fall."

Sang Yian shook his head, "I thought your farming was still in the most primitive stage, but I didn't expect it to be so primitive."

As she spoke, she took the tablet, searched for videos of farming, and showed them to him one by one, "Chief Ji, if you want a good harvest, you still need some methods."

Now Ji Feng even put the food aside. He sat up straight, staring at the image on the screen without blinking, feeling that he had received a huge impact.

Sure enough, this is a fairyland!