I Have A Space For Planting

Chapter Nineteen, Ideas

With the encouragement of Zhang Cheng's gift, Qingfeng's fight was even more vigorous.

Occasionally, other players saw Cheng Yaojin who was so arrogant and cheap, and gradually stopped.

The barrage gradually became active.

Gifts also follow.

This made Qingfeng, who had been live broadcast for half a year, even more excited.

Escape from silk blood, **** the dragon, dance on the high ground, jump over the tower to kill, and the eye-catching operations again and again made the audience in the live broadcast room addicted to watching.

It turns out that Cheng Yaojin, a sewer hero, can still play like this.

Of course, if he encounters a more restrained hero, Qing Feng will also be beaten badly, just like if he encounters a Yang Jian.

As Cheng Yaojin, who has a strong endurance ability, the most feared hero is probably Yang Jian.

Cheng Yaojin moved and recovered, and Yang Jian also moved and recovered, but the most important thing was that Yang Jian had more control and explosiveness, especially the beheading of the opponent.

More and more, he went over the tower again and again to send Qingfeng's Cheng Yaojin back to the spring.

In the early stage, he even had a 0-5 record of pulling the crotch.

Fortunately, with Qingfeng's Cheng Yaojin's equipment taking shape, and punishing stealing and brushing the economy, Qingfeng's side is not much worse than the opponent's economy. In the end, with the help of his teammates, he fought back and pushed the opponent's crystal all the way. .

A very exciting fight against the wind.

Let Zhang Cheng use another banknote gun.

"Brother Cheng likes to play with pesticides?" Xiangxiang on the side picked up the peeled orange and put it in Zhang Cheng's mouth and asked.

Zhang Cheng thought for a while after hearing the words, and there was nothing he liked or didn't like to play, but it was a good idea to pass the time when he was bored.

And instead of playing by himself, Zhang Cheng prefers the way he is now, hugging the beautiful woman, eating fruit, and watching others play.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng thought about it, would you like to get a professional team to do it?

However, if you want to acquire a professional team, you have to start with a small goal, and the follow-up costs in terms of venues, salaries, maintenance costs, etc. are also extremely high, which is simply a beast of gold.

It's not something that Zhang Cheng can set foot in at the moment. Maybe after a while, when the lobular red sandalwood in the space is ready and ready to go, he can think about it.

Zhang Cheng doesn't like cars, watches, or luxury items, but as he gets richer in the future, he will definitely find something for entertainment.

Then running a professional team seems to be one of the good choices.

Seeing Zhang Cheng's thoughtful look, Xiangxiang sat quietly and didn't mean to disturb at all.

After a while, Zhang Cheng interrupted his thoughts, thinking about what to do now, maybe the lobular red sandalwood in the space may not be sold well, and even if it is sold, will it be able to earn a small goal?

Thinking too much now is undoubtedly a waste of time.

This made Zhang Cheng involuntarily happy, and continued to watch the live broadcast while hugging Xiangxiang's slender waist.

The next day.

Zhang Cheng went out and walked around to see what he needed to buy.

After all, it's not just doing things outside now, even if it's a rented house, it feels more or less like a home.

Some of the bedding I bought before were not enough.

Sheets, quilts, pillows, and saw some beautiful dishes such as dishes, so I bought some more.

Occasionally I see green plants, so I buy a few pots and take them home.

In the end, I bought a lot of them.

Fortunately, the rented house is large, so there is no problem in putting these.

After tidying up, Zhang Cheng went to see Xiangxiang. Today, her relatives came. If they sleep together, Zhang Cheng will feel uncomfortable.

But just when Zhang Cheng was reading the novel and passing the time before going to bed, Mr. Fang Tanfang called.

"Xiao Cheng, do you still have ginseng over there?"

Hearing Mr. Fang asking about ginseng again, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but be surprised. With a single ginseng, how many times can the wine be soaked?

"Yes, yes, but only three years." Zhang Chengdao.

Although he mainly deals in 1-day ginseng and 10-day ginseng, the supply of 10-day ginseng cannot be vigorous.

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Mr. Fang was a little disappointed.

"what's the effect?"

"Generally speaking, it's definitely not as good as 20 years." Zhang Cheng said.

"How many?" Mr. Fang said.

"Seven." Zhang Cheng thought for a while.

"Okay, can you sell it all to me?" Mr. Fang wanted to take it all.

Zhang Cheng was stunned when he heard the words, what's the matter? Or do you want quantity over quality?

"Yes, yes."

"What, is the price going up?" Mr. Fang said.

"No, no, if nothing happens, the price of ginseng will be fixed at 50,000 for the next three years." Zhang Cheng said quickly, it seems that he has repeatedly raised the price and let the old man remember it.

But such a good ginseng, if it wasn't for me, no one else could buy it if they had money.

So if you spend 50,000 to buy a 1-day ginseng, whether you make a profit or a loss depends on the individual.

After chatting a few more words, he agreed to go to the pharmacy to trade ginseng tomorrow. Zhang Cheng hung up the phone. After checking the time, it was only after 7:00 pm, but he felt so refreshed that he would not feel sleepy until about 12:00. UU was reading www.uukanshu.com and was interrupted by Mr. Fang's phone call to read the novel.

So after Zhang Cheng thought about it, he simply took a coat and went out, ready to find a bar to hang out.

Zhang Cheng used to go to bars with his colleagues occasionally.

Drinking or not drinking is secondary. It is also a good pastime to look at the beauties that haunt the bars.

I found a lively bar nearby.

Gorgeous lights and explosive music bring a chaotic environment and a heart-pounding ambiguity.

Hormones are also secreted arbitrarily here.

Various factors have made bars the best choice for men and women with modern diets to vent their stress or seek temporary solace.

Zhang Cheng didn't go to the booth, so he found a place beside the bar to sit down and ordered a beer and a fruit plate.

Although his purpose in coming to the bar may not be simple, he does not have much expectations.

After all, his appearance is just ordinary, and there is no luxury in his clothes, so he basically won't attract any girls.

However, compared to drinking alone at home, the effect of passing the time here is really good.

At least looking at the girls coming and going, especially in this autumn, she is also dressed very coolly. The tall girl who walked past with her long legs exposed, even made Zhang Cheng even drink a few big glasses.

"Why doesn't the boss go to dance?" The bartender in the bar glanced at Zhang Cheng and opened a bottle of beer for Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng looked back at his little brother and smiled lightly: "I'm old, I can't jump." In fact, Zhang Cheng was lazy.

The bartender smiled, his hands covered by the bar were operating on the phone for a while.

Soon, a charming woman came over, looked at Zhang Cheng for a while, and sat directly beside Zhang Cheng.