Konoha Qiweiju

"Meatball, your appetite is okay. You're so big-bellied at a young age."

Zhenxiu poked the little orange cat in the stomach, admiringly.

The little orange cat gave it a white look, ignored it, but did not resist.

Eating people’s mouth is still a little good.

"Routou, you said you can eat so much, it's a pity not to reincarnate and go to the Qiudao clan."

"Meow~"

The little orange cat turned over in disdain, and pushed away the sinful little hand of real cultivation.

"Don't do that, I haven't touched it enough yet."

The little orange cat waved his hand, which meant that it was time for today's cat-making activity.

"It's a stingy. After eating so much money from me, I only gave so many punches."

Zhenxiu expressed dissatisfaction, but there was no way.

The cat is notoriously indifferent.

Seeing that Rouqiu still ignored himself, Zhenxiu clapped his hands and gave up.

"Forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you."

Blowing a small whistle, Zhenxiu came to Qiweiju.

Cooking as usual to make money, it feels good.

"Hello, Chenghui one hundred tael."

"Hello, Chenghui is one thousand taels."

"Hello, Chenghui 80 taels."

The money was rushed into the account, and Zhenxiu began to like this feeling.

That feeling is like the satisfaction of the salary paid in the previous life.

Fortunately, there is no need to pay back flowers in this world.

The two-hour business hours passed quickly, Zhenxiu stretched his waist and announced the end of work.

"Boss, the wild mushrooms in the shop have run out." Nan Chi said, counting the ingredients.

"Wild mushrooms? Then you, Mi Fan and Xiangteng will go pick some back."

"Boss, I don't have time, I have an appointment."

Mi Fan said embarrassedly.

"An appointment?"

Zhenxiu looked at Mi Fan suspiciously.

"Who can you meet? The village just knows a few of us."

Nan Chi smiled and said, "Boss, spring is coming soon, everything is recovering, and Mi Fan has reached the age to fall in love."

"fall in love?"

Zhenxiu was even more surprised when he heard this.

My boss hasn't fallen in love yet, so you kid dare to talk too?

"Oh, brother, this hasn't happened yet, don't talk nonsense."

Mi Fan looked shy, but the affection in his eyes was still plain.

"Which girl is so unlucky that you are staring at it?"

Zhenxiu expressed shock.

"Boss! How could this be unlucky! This is fate."

Mi Fan said dissatisfiedly.

"Really? Then let me ask you a few questions."

"what is the problem?"

"Do you have a house? Do you have a car? Do you have income? Do you dare to fall in love? How can other girls live with you?"

The soul asks three times.

Mi Fan was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Zhenxiu with a puzzled look.

Real cultivation feels even more inexplicable.

"Boss, who said that dating is dependent on these?"

"Huh? Isn't it?"

"Of course not. Love depends on face and mouth."

"Face and mouth?"

"Yeah. Relying on the face to make girls feel good about themselves, and using their mouths to speak sweet words, no, it is sweet words that double the girls' goodwill and win in one fell swoop."

Mi Fan said confidently.

"My handsome face and clever tongue, there is absolutely no problem."

Really fix the black thread.

"It is very difficult for you to get married like this."

"Why get married?"

"what?"

"Boss, when we young people fall in love, the important thing is the process, not the result. It doesn't matter how long it lasts, only what you once have. Boss, this question of you is really strange. Have you never been in love?"

Soul crit.

Zhenxiu was silly all of a sudden.

Boss, have you never been in a relationship?

This sentence kept recalling in Zhenxiu's mind.

Autism on the spot!

Recalling the past life, there is no sweet love.

Looking back on this life, there is no soft sister paper.

Zhenxiu suddenly felt that the world had become black and white.

Seeing Zhenxiu stupidly, Nan Chi looked at each other.

Xiangteng sneered and said, "So he was still a virgin."

Between the words, it was full of disdain.

"you!"

Zhenxiu wanted to refute something, but suddenly he didn't know how to refute it.

There seems to be no problem with this.

"Hahaha, boss, I won't tell you more, I'm too late, so I'll leave. Bye."

Mi Fan took off his apron and ran away.

The true cultivation in autistic state did not react for a while.

"Boss, I have something to do today, so I can't go picking mushrooms." Nan Chi said.

"Do you also have a date?"

"That's not it. The goods from the store are coming soon, I'm going to receive them."

"Yes, yes, this is a serious matter, then you should go pick mushrooms with me in Xiangteng."

Zhenxiu looked at Xiangteng, and Xiangteng snorted coldly, and left without explaining.

"Eh! Where are you going?"

Zhenxiu quickly shouted, but Xiangteng never looked back.

"This guy doesn't take my boss seriously."

"Boss, Xiangteng is in a bad mood today, so I can't go."

"In a bad mood? This is a unique reason."

Really repaired helplessly.

"It's true. Today is the anniversary of his parents' death. At this time, he would be alone by himself in order to miss his parents."

Nan Chi said sadly.

"amount……"

It's hard to say anything if you really cultivate.

The three employees in this store are really people with stories.

"Forget it, you are all busy people, then I will go alone. It's not far away anyway."

"Then work hard for you, boss, I will leave first."

In a blink of an eye, Nan Chi disappeared.

"These three guys are getting less and less of themselves as outsiders."

Zhenxiu shook his head and smiled, but didn't care.

A small store, if it is graded, will make the operation of the store strange.

Small companies are maintained by human relationships, and large companies are maintained by systems. This is the management approach that Zhenxiu has always believed in.

Of course, there is also a reason why I don't like to overpower others.

Carrying a small back basket, I really cultivated up the mountain.

"I am a little chef and cook for others. The ingredients should be fresh and the cooking skills should be more practiced. Customers are satisfied, and the mood is beautiful. If you don't cook, you will be lazy. The cooking is really good, you can do whatever you want. Wait for me. Everyone can support the God of Cookery."

Along the way, Zhenxiu walked slowly, reciting the limericks.

Seeing a dog's tail grass beside the road, Zhenxiu broke a piece by the way and put it in his mouth to chew, looking like a fool.

The weather is good and the wind is noisy.

Zhenxiu gradually walked out of the autism just now.

Suddenly, Zhen Xiu stopped.

"No, I don't want to fall in love, why should I be autistic? This kid, Mi Fan, is really a scumbag! Next time I will talk about him."

After understanding this, Zhenxiu's mood became beautiful again.

"Huh? Someone over there?"

While walking, Zhenxiu found that there seemed to be people in the forest.

When I came closer, I saw that there was knife light everywhere.

Silver-white knife light!