"Zhao Mudan——"

Wang Min's appearance is not disgusting, but she definitely has no good face.

"Train Leader, this trip will definitely not cause you trouble..." Zhao Mudan smiled and her eyes squeezed together, looking at Wang Min flatteringly.

"How much can the goods be sold? Don't disturb passengers' rest. There were passengers complained last time..." Wang Min stopped looking at her. The train conductors and flight attendants on the train also had restrictions on the time for selling goods and meals. It was too early in the morning. Passengers could not sell them before waking up. They were not allowed to sell them after about 10:30 in the evening.

Zhao Mudan smiled, "Last time, the passenger chased him and bought it, and I couldn't stop selling it. This time I ended early and wouldn't cause trouble for the train commander..."

As the two were talking, Du Xiaoshu and Zhong Xiaoyong followed out of the soft box. They chased out to see peonies like they were looking at the Western scenery. These two peonies, one served the meal and the other served the meal...

"Xiaoyong, I suddenly don't want to get married..." Du Xiaoshu muttered to Zhong Xiaoyong quietly. These half-grown children often talk about women together, and they all want to know what women look like. Li Zhenzhen from the Ocean Hotel did not admit to being with him, and she hadn't even asked him to pull her hands...

"Have you blown?" Zhong Xiaoyong turned his head in surprise. The little man looked so handsome.

"I don't want to (women) anymore." Zhong Xiaoyong pointed at Zhao Mudan, who nodded and bowed a little dejectedly.

Oh, there is such an effect?

Zhong Xiaoyong was shocked, but Qin Dong and Yang Xun laughed out loud. Qin Dong could see that this Qatari peony was running on the train alone. Well, he walked down for several days and nights and didn't wash his feet. This woman...

"Little Tree." Director Bao from Arctic Bingyang also came. Now Arctic Bingyang is following Rong Beer and has no worries about selling it. He is in a good mood. Qin Dong invited him to dinner and he came happily.

The five of them were drinking beer and roasting chicken. The food on the train felt more fragrant than usual, but Wang Xinjun's addiction to smoking came back again. He smiled and took out the cigarette and gestured, but he was the only one who smoked.

In winter, passengers on the train carry their own quilts.

Wang Xinjun squeezed from the private room and rushed to the middle of the two cars. He just wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve his boredom, but turned his head and found a mother protecting her two children, sitting or lying to sleep there. The children were covered in quilts, with only one corner holding in her mother's hand.

He sighed, and the cigarette he had just lit was extinguished.

Nie Xinming followed, and he didn't dare to drink too much beer. He would rather suffocate to death than go through the walls and into the bathroom, because there will always be people there.

The two met and looked at the dining car, "A boxed lunch with a bottle of beer, braised pork, and shredded pork in snow, do you want a boxed lunch, and another bottle of beer?..."

"Xiao Yong's method is really good." Wang Xinjun couldn't help but praise, "It's no less than Meng Guangsong and others selling it."

"Thousands of boxed lunches can sell hundreds of beer a day..." Nie Xinming was also estimating.

The two of them were very leisurely, but when they saw that the lunch box was sold with beer, the staff who were with Wang Wei complained, "Director Wang, isn't the train conductor your relative? Why are you turning your elbow out?"

"The lunch box is not under her control." Wang Wei replied angrily.

He also held a box of lunch boxes in his hand, just like trains often delayed these days, the lunch boxes were already cold in his hand.

"This Qin Dong..." His heart was also cold. Qin Dong said seriously just now. Is it really selling beer from Rong Beer on this train?

The old director of Zhong Xinghuo of Shicheng Brewery and Li Xuebin of Confucius and Mencius were already familiar with each other. "Oh, there is no need to hand over flyers," Zhong Xinghuo lamented. The lunch boxes of the food truck were sold with beer, and they no longer had a chance.

Li Xuebin deeply agreed, Qin Dong, this is not a way out!

He took a deep breath, but a woman who looked alienated from the masses flashed past his eyes, and he didn't vomit, causing him to cough.

Cough cough cough-

Zhao Mudan smiled and sent Wang Min away, but turned around and became tough, "I'm in this carriage, Li Gui goes in front, Honghong goes forward... They sell department stores this time!"

This is a team of six people. The team calls instant noodles sellers big goods, toys sellers department stores, and local specialties sellers specialties. They each "manage" their own accounts and separate accounts!

"Then we go to Zhengzhou to get goods... Xiaomao, you have to hurry up. You can't make money and you can't get married during the Chinese New Year!"

"Zhong." A man named Xiaomao sniffed.

At this time, some people had finished their meal, and most people wanted to take a break. They tried eighteen positions such as lying on the table, tilting their heads, lowering their heads, and leaning sideways, and they were sleeping in a daze.

"When you wake up when you are asleep, don't pretend to be asleep if you are not asleep!"

Zhao Mudan's voice was very loud and loud. Looking at the washboard-like face, it immediately stirred up the dull air in the car, and the whole car suddenly became energetic!

Zhong Xinghuo opened his old eyes and wiped his sleepy eyes again. He heard this shout, so he was so energetic that he couldn't help but feel excited. He was sleepy and wanted to pick up the gongs and drums to accompany her.

When I saw again, why did this child look like this? The old man smiled unkindly!

"It's time for Zhao Mudan on train 1085..." Zhao Mudan didn't use a loudspeaker, her own voice was a natural loudspeaker.

"The crosstalk Mudan is here!" A person who often takes this train smiled and explained to the people beside him, "You don't even know Zhao Mudan, have you ever taken this train? Well, the ticket for 1085 times is expensive, there are some expensive reasons, and there are free crosstalk sketches..."

"Where is it?" the person next to him asked in a daze.

"Isn't this time for Zhao Mudan's crosstalk sketches?"

...

"Hello everyone, I am the train conductor of this train..." Zhao Mudan's face and cheeks were fleshless and bone-like. She deliberately paused for 5 seconds, "...sent!"

Wow—

In the 1990s, people's funny points were very low, and after she teased her, everyone in the carriage laughed.

The six people quickly separated, and soon, the whole train became lively. Zhao Mudan was really a star. Even the people in the next car came to see her perform!

"Dear friends, fellow villagers, it's not much for ten yuan, I can't buy airplanes and cannons, so I don't have to go home to report... I'm sorry to the country if I have money, but if I don't do it, I'm in vain for the coolie..."

"What is she selling?" The lively carriage also alarmed Qin Dong and Yang Xun, and they also squeezed over.

As people meet, Zhao Mudan quickly gets to the point, "Some women say that men's skin is the thickest thing in the world. I say that men's beard is the hardest thing in the world because it can penetrate the thickest face in the world."

Wow—

Everyone laughed again, Qin Dong looked at Yang Xun, and Yang Xun also looked at Qin Dong, "You have the thickest face." The two made fun of each other.

Zhao Mudan took out a shaver from her bag, "My shaver, even if the wire on your face is covered with iron wire, it can still shave you clean and not leave any left!"

...

Front carriage.

A middle-aged man named Wang Man smiled even more intimately than seeing his parents. "A big sister just asked, can you not buy this dried fruit after tasting it? It's not like this, friends, you can buy it if you don't taste it!"

Wang Wei also walked out of the box and came here too.

"This elder brother bought two bags of dried fruit for his wife, Beijing dried fruit, and Beijing dried fruit. Song Dacheng fell in love with Liu Huifang. You want to marry you in the next life!"

Wang Man sold the dried fruit to a young man, and Wang Wei laughed. Isn’t his wife afraid of being beaten here?!
Chapter completed!