"I'm a little hungry, I'll treat you to dinner. Thank you for what happened just now. Jiaxin, do you have anything to eat?"

"Rao Chicken!" Tong Jiaxin was drooling at the roast chicken and blurted out instinctively.

"You." Tong Jiayao secretly twisted her, making Tong Jiaxin lower her head embarrassedly and wrinkled her nose playfully.

When he arrived at the store, looking at the palm-sized roast chicken, Li Zitao opened his mouth and ordered 5: "Soak all the soup, and give it more."

"Okay!"

The boss opened the braised pot and poured it several times with a spoon to make the chicken steam. Then he wrapped it with oil paper.

A roast chicken cost 1 USD 60 cents, and Li Zitao gave it directly $10: "No need to look for it."

"Thank you!" The boss smiled politely and nodded.

After taking the hot roast chicken, Li Zitao saw that there was a noodle restaurant opposite him, so he called the Tong sisters and Wang Kui over.

"We'll eat it here, boss lady, four bowls of Yangchun noodles."

"Okay, you sit down."

The proprietress is a kind-looking woman. The seven or eight-year-old child is sucking his nose, wearing a dusty trowel, staring at the roast chicken on the table with his eyes fixed on the roast chicken.

"Go, this kid, don't stare at people." The woman patted the child on the shoulder, turned her head and continued down with a sad heart.

"Child, come here." Li Zitao waved to the child, and the little guy ran over immediately.

"Want to eat?"

Seeing Li Zitao hugging his son and letting him lean in his arms, the woman was anxious and didn't dare to say anything.

The clothes looked extremely expensive. If they were stained and broken, how could she afford it?

"Think." The stinky brat with his nose nodded honestly, and saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth sucking his fingers.

"Haha." Li Zitao rubbed his bare head, tore off two big chicken legs, and took another unmoved bag and stuffed it into his arms.

"It's all yours, but remember to share this chicken with your mother. Do you know?" Li Zitao said, pointing to the roast chicken that was tightly held in his arms.

"Well, thank you, Master." The boy bowed, grabbed the chicken legs, and ran to his mother's legs with the chicken in his arms.

"Mom, you eat." He raised the big chicken legs in his hand, drooled in his eyes, but he still clattered his mouth and asked his mother to eat first.

"Oh, ah!" The woman nodded repeatedly, tears flowing out.

After biting a layer of skin gently, the woman nodded satisfiedly and said, "Mom has finished eating, and she will give it to the guests, you can eat it."

Then the boy squatted at the base of the wall, first pushed the chicken in his arms with his wrist, pressed it with his stomach, and raised the chicken legs and opened his mouth wide, "Ahhh!"

After a while, the boss lady brought the dough to the table and said gratefully: "Sir, thank you. Today's dough is not charged. If you don't have enough, just say it."

"Okay, thank you, proprietress." Li Zitao nodded without hesitation.

He turned around and shouted to the back: "Boss, let's have two more roast chickens."

With just how good he is, Wang Kui has already got one, and the one in his hand is almost gone.

The Tong sisters were stuttering with chicken legs, but they were thinking about his performance just now.

Look at the muddy everywhere on his shirt being rubbed by the snotty boy, the unruly and boldness when eating chicken, and the free and easy and generous manner of spending all his money.

Countless question marks appeared in my heart, making the two more curious about him.

His attitude towards the snot boy left a deep impression on the two sisters.

That kind of nature and kindness is not something that everyone has.

“Eat noodles.”

Li Zitao pushed the cooked noodles to the two women, picked up chopsticks and rinsed them in his bowl, and handed them to them.

The two girls were stunned at first, and then their hearts became warm in an instant, as if someone had filled a warm water bag in their hearts.

No one has ever treated them so carefully.

Suck suck suck suck …

Two or three mouthfuls, the mouth noodles in the open bowl disappeared. Li Zitao raised his thumbs to the boss's wife: "It's delicious, boss's wife, you have no skills, let's have another bowl."

"My two bowls!" Wang Kui was unscrupulous, not better than anything else. He had never been afraid of eating.

The two of them were like a game. They killed three bowls of noodles and ate two roast chickens on their own. The remaining ones were solved with the Tong sisters.

"Have you eaten?"

"Yes." The Tong sister nodded and was about to take the handkerchief from her exit pocket. A white handkerchief came into her eyes.

"Wipe!" Li Zitao raised his hand with a smile, signaling them to take it.

"I've eaten, do you want another bowl?" Seeing that they had eaten well, the boss lady came over to greet him.

At this table, the men and women looked good, and each looked like a Bodhisattva. Not to mention eating a few more bowls, she would be happy even if she had eaten a few more bowls.

"I've eaten it, boss lady, you have nothing to say about your skills, I'll come again in the future." Li Zitao said complimentingly.

"Okay, I won't charge you for money." The boss lady said happily.

Li Zitao smiled and said, "Then thank the boss lady, let's go!"

Tong Jiaxin pinched the used handkerchief and wanted to give it back to him, but she felt it was inappropriate, so she planned to return it to him after washing it.

But seeing that he really left without paying, he couldn't help but curiously said, "Is it appropriate for us to really not pay?"

"Who said I didn't give me the money?" Li Zitao smiled, took the handkerchief from her hand, folded it, found a clean place to wipe his mouth, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"If there is no place to go, I'll drive you home."

"good."

...

In the noodle shop, the boss's wife was wiping the stove.

Although her stall is not big and she is very clean, people feel relieved when they look at it.

Just as the boss was rubbing the boss's wife, she saw something pressing under the seasoning tank, she looked up and saw a broken knife that had been folded twice.

Open it and see it, it costs 10 yuan.

"This..." The boss lady looked back and saw that the figure was gone.

"Mom, it was the one who just ate noodles." The snot boy licked the bones, wishing he could lick it until it shone.

As for the old man in his mouth, he was naturally Wang Kui with folds on his face. The old man who gave him chicken was the kind-hearted brother.

...

If Li Zitao knew about it, he would definitely praise the child for having a future.

He drove the Tong sisters back to the apartment and did not invite them to sit at home. Neptune had enough patience.

Close the door, poured a glass of whiskey first, put it on the table and continued to finish the sketch.

Next, when Annie comes, she handed the sketch to her to Berkard, and just wait for them to send someone to the construction.

As for the living problems during the construction period, although there will be a little trouble, Li Zitao is fully prepared.

If there is any inconvenience between the Tong sisters, you can come to him for help!

Others?

What other people, if you love to live, you won’t stay away.

The house is not renewed when it expires. He is planning to take it after the renovation is completed and it is used to appreciate the value.

All rooms, including the one in the Tong sisters, have to be redecorated.

How much money can you make when renting out?
Chapter completed!