Chapter 80 Treat

Mi Shu took a deep breath and felt like a reincarnation. Unexpectedly, Yan Sheng unexpectedly lost a note in front of her. Mi Shu took it in her hand curiously and couldn't help taking a breath!

Cheque, the amount is 10,000 yuan...

Grandma's big shot is really generous. Although he was a little wronged, he made a net profit of 10,000 yuan in cash in just a few minutes. This is the money earned by ordinary people after working hard for more than half a year... Thinking about the scene of thank you just now, I suddenly felt, thank you or something. , it's all floating clouds...

"Go! Let's go to dinner, it's my treat!"

The rich Mishu also forgot the redness and swelling on her wrist and waved her hand to look like a rich man.

10,000 fast money can indeed eat well, but she is still a little distressed to let Mishu really take it all out or take out a lot for a treat. What's more, Yansheng, a prodigal son, can't fool him with anything. Maybe he will bring her to a meal that he has never seen in his life and make ordinary people work hard. In a luxury restaurant where she has been working for more than half a year, she can't cry. At least the money is also exchanged for the price of her poor wrists. As a person with no financial resources, she can use it for a long time.

Yansheng's demon seems to see the thoughts in Mishu's heart, who has been worried since he exaggerated that he wanted to invite guests to dinner, and comforted her very intimately and gently.

"Don't worry, how can I kill you? Just the stalls on the roadside."

Really, can a rich man like him really be the same as ordinary people like her? Leaking wind on all sides, so many small tables and fireworks barbecue ovens? Doesn't this guy think she is stingy and deliberately wrong himself?

Mishu hasn't answered yet, but Situ Yin said in a muffled voice,

"The stalls are not clean, otherwise you'd better go home to cook."

She heard that he was thinking about her, but there was nothing wrong with eating out occasionally. Moreover, she was so happy today that she not only extinguished the arrogance of the white bone essence, but also made a net profit of 10,000 yuan. It was not a big deal to be extravagant. She was still thinking about it, and the two of them quarreled about what to eat. .

"The food stall eats in the atmosphere. It doesn't matter if you eat it once in a while. Besides, why don't you see anyone sick when so many people eat?"

"It's not poison. How can it have such a quick effect? Everything accumulates over time. When the time comes, all kinds of diseases will come. You can make it yourself and eat it yourself. Don't worry."

"You are stubborn. Why haven't you paid so much attention to before? After living with Xiaomi for a few days, you began to pay attention to it?"

"............" Situ Yin was a little embarrassed and difficult to refute. In the end, he had to say lightly, "I don't want to talk about you."

Mishu is a little funny. The two of them are really funny. They don't know such feelings, but they envy Mishu as an outsider. She interrupted their argument and settled it with a hammer.

"Okay, let's go to the stalls."

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At the end of spring and early summer, the stalls along the street were very popular. The three walked into the streets. The white eyes of the barbecue floated in the air. The people around them drank beer and chatted and punched. Situ Yin frowned. Obviously, he was not used to such a place, and Mi Shu could also see that the excited expression on Yan Sheng's face would not be pretending. Come on, he seems to be very interested in such an atmosphere, just like a child who joins in the fun.

It is really difficult for the arrival of the three people not to attract other people's attention, especially when the scene is full of rude men sweating naked. As far as Sheng and Situ Yin are handsome and well-dressed, they can be known as the children of a rich family at a glance. , was born to sit in a luxurious western restaurant, elegant, holding a fork in the right hand and a knife in the right hand, eating sporadic but costly high-end food on the plate.

At this time, Mishu became more and more uncomfortable. If she had known, she would have found a western restaurant. Ordinary western restaurants are not expensive. It's better than being sighted here.

Every time the awkward person is her, the person concerned looks indifferent. Mi Shu simply ignores other people's eyes and ignores the clear comments in his ears. In fact, the place as a big stall is still very kind to Mi Shu, especially when Lao Mi is still alive, with Xiaomi and Shu Yuan. Yuan, the favorite place for a family of three to go to a restaurant, so there are also memories of Dad here.

The tables and chairs in the stall are still relatively short. Of course, Domishu is very suitable for people of normal height, but it is indeed a little aggrieved for Yan Sheng and Situ Yin, who have long hands and long legs. The two can only fold their long legs aggrievedly at the low table, but Yan Sheng's face is full of joy, and the boss smiled. Come and order with a greasy menu,

"Fifty kebabs, fifty grilled scallops, two plates of cold dishes, and a pot of braised prawns. Oh, by the way, oily prawns need a large pot. Well, that's all for now. It's not enough. Xiaomi, what else do you want?"

As early as when this bastard shouted out the first fifty, Mishu was scared. This guy won't let go when he caught him. He simply tried his best to kill her, and he stuffed it for you even if he couldn't finish eating!

"No...no."

Mi Shu had blood dripping in his heart and replied that the boss got an order and shouted, "Okay!" He went back with a smile.

When the three were waiting for the meal, Mi Shu looked at Yansheng's thin body and said, "I'm not stingy, but, so much, can you finish it?"

Yan Sheng patted the flat abdomen,

"I eat a lot. I promise to finish it."

This sentence had a lot of food, which reminded Mishu of the weight of the first time he went to his house. He couldn't help but be a little suspicious, but she really couldn't believe that this thin body could hold so much food, and it hasn't gone out of shape yet.

"You guy, you don't even have 140 catties."

"They are all muscles with high density."

Mishu began to admire him again. The word density can also be used so vividly, and she dares not ask any more, for fear that he would say sentences like "big exercise every night and consumes fast".

It's the golden time for dinner. The atmosphere of the stalls is noisy and lively, and the night breeze is cool, which makes people feel relaxed. The two handsome men accompany them and are pleasing to the eyes. If it is not so eye-catching, it is still very comfortable to get along with each other.

The skewers were on the table first. It was still spectacular to pile up 100 skewers with grilled scallops. Yan Sheng smiled and took out a string and handed them to Mi Shu. Mi Shu took it over and tasted it. It tasted good. Looking up, ten clean bamboo sticks appeared in Yan Sheng's hand. Situ Yin is normal. He has three bamboo sticks neatly. Even eating this kind of thing doesn't seem to reduce his image at all. It seems that he is not strange to be used to Yansheng's monster-like speed.

With a skewer in his hand, his mouth was so open that he could stuff a fist, and stared at the guy sitting opposite him. Yan Sheng ate attentively and did not notice a normal human's gaze. He didn't even hit a string. He didn't even choke. He was clever and sharp. Seeing that more than half of the 50 skewers were destroyed in a blink of an eye, Mishu finally knew that the sentence he had just said after ordering was really not polite, because he turned his head and shouted simply under Mishu's stunned stare.

"Boss, 50 more kebabs, put less peppers and braised prawns quickly. What do you want to eat in advance, or they won't be busy."

Mi Shu's waist softened and almost fell on the table...

The cold dishes were served, and soon the braised prawns also came up. At this time, when I was eating braised prawns, there were stalls with the signature braised prawns in Qianjiang. Business was very good. Mishu didn't like seafood. She thought she had bad skin before and was afraid of being allergic to eating, but she was inevitable for braised prawns. Epidemic, Lao Mi used to love millet. He always peeled off the shell, directly stained the white meat with soup, fed it to Mishu's mouth, and ate it later, but he could no longer find the original taste.

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