"goodbye."
His face turned dark and he felt unwell all over.
"You are too fast. I am not worthy of you." Lan Ling also felt withdrawn. She did not expect that Mu Zi's hand speed was so fast and his brain could keep up with the speed.
"What are you working so hard for?"
Lan Ling couldn't help but ask the question. She didn't expect Mu Zi to answer her question, and she didn't expect Mu Zi to answer it so seriously.
"For what, I don't know, maybe for life."
Mu Zi was a little confused. She didn't know why she was doing this. She only knew that poverty was heartbreaking, and if she wanted to change, she could only try her best.
If you try your best but still can't change, then you're not trying hard enough.
"I only know how to work hard to make money, because money makes the world go round. Once you have money and status, even your former enemies will greet you with a smile." Mu Zi's thoughts are relatively direct. This is what she likes. Making money can make her feel more at ease and not make herself too uncomfortable.
With money, you can live comfortably even when you are alone. You can eat whatever you want and go wherever you want.
“Ding ding ding…”
Mu Zi's alarm clock rang. After turning it off, Mu Zi went to check on the hot pot. It was almost time. The meatballs and other things had already been put into the pot. The next step was to add the vegetables and the like.
"I'll get the dishes. You guys clean up and get ready for dinner." Mu Zi said like a babysitter, "Don't type secretly. It's useless. If you lose your train of thought, you have to start over."
"Yeah, then I won't type for now." Jiang Xiaoli stopped typing. She was reluctant to type in the first place. If it wasn't a habit, she certainly wouldn't have been able to persist in writing for a long time.
"OK."
After Mu Zi put the dishes in place, he shouted to the people in their living room.
The hot pot was steaming hot, and the dishes inside made people want to eat them right away. Mu Zi helped them prepare the bowls of various kinds of seasonings.
Everyone can choose their favorite flavor. Some people like ketchup, some like chili sauce, and some like vinegar and chili sauce...
"Eat, aren't you hungry? Why are you looking at me?"
As Mu Zi spoke, he had already picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started eating. It was almost cooked, it looked done, and it smelled delicious.
"Yeah, there's quite a lot in there. You can see Lan Ling put a lot of effort into it." Mu Zi was very satisfied with the quantity of the dishes. It was enough to feed several of them. If they went to a hot pot restaurant, it would probably cost a lot of money.
They can save a lot of money by cooking their own food. Moreover, their own food is clean and tastes good.
"After we finish eating, let's go to the underground palace. Lan Ling said she's not going, so let's go together."
"Okay, okay, I'll finish eating as soon as possible, and then I'll go write. I need to save the manuscript."
Mu Zi said with some concerns that she needed to save manuscripts more than anyone else because she updated three times as much as others.
Saving manuscripts is very important, extremely important. If one word is missing, a book will lose 600 star coins in a month.
"Don't eat too hastily, take your time, and leave the dishes and pots to me." Lan Ling said reasonably. Mu Zi is a coding maniac. Having known each other for so long, Lan Ling knows very well that Mu Zi's daily life is coding. If he is not coding, he is walking on the road coding.
Seeing that Mu Zi was eating a little too fast, Lan Ling couldn't help but persuade him that there was no need to make things so difficult for himself just for typing. What's more, he didn't have to type right away.
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