“You are an educated youth who went to the countryside, right? The master chef of this state-owned restaurant has inherited his skills from his ancestors. He has a great background. The vegetables he stir-fries are better than others.”
Qian Lailai came back with the number and asked her what she was talking about.
“I smelled that the food was very delicious. I asked around and found that the chef in the restaurant was very good at cooking. We are lucky.” Said Yi Qingqing.
“Hey? You are here too?” Zheng Xiaolong and Chen Zhihe saw them as soon as they entered the state-owned restaurant. “Did you see Mengxue?”
Yi Qingqing and Qian Lailai shook their heads together. “We just walked around this street and didn’t run into her.”
Even a fool could see the disappointment on Zheng Xiaolong’s face.
“She might be eating at her relative’s house.” Qian Lailai said.
Relatives’ house? Yi Qingqing guessed that she should be making money on the black market at this moment.
She propped up her head, pretending to stare at the table in a daze, and flipped through the golden book in her mind.
Sure enough, the latest text was about the heroine making money.
It said that Li Mengxue searched for several hours in the county before she found a black market in the grove outside the steel plant.
Then, she found a deserted place, entered the space, put on makeup for herself, changed her clothes, and changed her appearance. Then, she carried a few kilograms of pears, a few bags of grain, and some eggs to the black market.
After selling all the items with trepidation, she earned a few dozen yuan, but she was targeted by people in the black market.
She relied on the space to avoid being followed by these people, changed her clothes, brought a few other things, and went in to sell for the second time.
With a space to hide, she managed to earn more than a hundred yuan without any danger. But it was a bit troublesome to change clothes, and she had to pinch her throat to speak.
At this moment, she was hiding in the space to eat.
“Oh my God! Look!” Qian Lailai shrugged Yi Qingqing’s arm and motioned her to look at the door.
Yi Qingqing came back to her senses and looked at the door. She found that Yun Guyuan had also come, pushing a bicycle.
“No. 28!” A loud shout came from the window.
It was Qian Lailai’s number. She quickly ran over to get the food and brought back two large bowls of dumplings.
Yi Qingqing waved to Yun Guyuan. There was no one else at their table, so several people could sit down.
Yun Guyuan actually saw her as soon as he entered the door. Seeing her wave, he nodded slightly and pushed the bike over.
“Brother, it’s great. You bought a bicycle without saying anything.” Zheng Xiaolong said in surprise. There were many talents among the newly educated youths. Two of them bought bicycles as soon as they first arrived.
Yun Guyuan nodded, “If you want, you can have it too.”
“Where can I get a bicycle ticket?” Zheng Xiaolong thought that he was joking.
Yi Qingqing seemed to understand something. “Isn’t this bike bought?”
She looked at the bicycle, and it didn’t seem to be brand new.
Yun Guyuan looked at her with a smile in his eyes and whispered, “I bought some parts at the scrap yard and assembled it myself.”
Yi Qingqing: “…Is there anything you can’t do?”
She suddenly felt that she had made a bad purchase of the 150 yuan bicycle.
Why couldn’t this person have sign-in skills? If he could, she wouldn’t have to look for a sign-in location everywhere. She could do it all through him alone.
“Well, I have. I don’t know how to cook yet. I need to study it.” Yun Guyuan said seriously.
Yi Qingqing was 120% confident in his learning ability and immediately quoted his Versailles language. “You will definitely learn it after a look!”
Zheng Xiaolong looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to this side, so he came up to Yun Guyuan and whispered, “Brother, can you make another one?”
Yun Guyuan nodded, dipped his hand in tea, and wrote a number on the table.
Then, he said no more and lined up to buy food.
Yi Qingqing saw the number. One hundred yuan!
She counted on her fingers. Yun Guyuan could sell at least three or two. Li Mengxue would definitely buy it. No matter how much money she could make, she was afraid that she would not be able to get the bicycle ticket for a while.
Not to mention Zheng Xiaolong and Chen Zhihe, they were already tempted at this moment.
This Yun Guyuan must be the son of the world.
Li Mengxue worked hard and nervously resold things in the black market, but she only earned a little over a hundred yuan, and in the blink of an eye, it was all in Yun Guyuan’s pocket.
Yun Guyuan didn’t have a golden finger, but he could earn three hundred yuan with his own skills.
As expected, the ability was the key to making money!
Yi Qingqing secretly made up her mind that one day, she would be able to master all 10 skills through the skill-teaching mode of the Sign-in System!
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What all ten skills? So far you’ve only collected three so why is 10 the limit?