The stall was exposed to 6000 million

Chapter 46

PS: Thank you for the recommendation tickets of [Fish Sleeping on the Road] and [You have to play cards according to the routine]. I added a lot of favorites yesterday. Tell me, did someone make a mistake?Opened the background, refreshed it many times, but there was no recommendation, then there is only one possibility, that is, my book is about to take off, um, don’t wake me up, let the bullets fly for a while!The book continues from the above, continue!

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When the three of them heard this, they all became tense.

Especially the boss of the flower apron, his voice was trembling with fright.

"Si, it's not good, I can't hold it anymore, I have to go to the bathroom."

"puff……"

"Haha, Zhang Jingchun, you are too scary." Zhuang Yiran and Qin Lan couldn't help laughing.

"Oh my god, you, you brother, did you scare me to death?"

Zhang Jingchun smiled and went to the bathroom.

After coming over, he cleared his throat and sat down solemnly again.

"Okay, give me your birth date."

"Brother, you are so capable, do you still need this? Can you figure it out after pinching your fingers?" The boss laughed.

Zhang Jingchun smiled: "Boss, in our line of business, leaking too many secrets is not good, so try to count as much as possible!"

"Oh, ok, ok, that's ok, brother, you can tell my name at a glance." Then he deliberately stood up and pointed to his flower apron.

The three were stunned.

"What do you mean?"

"That's right, boss, I asked your name, why are you pointing at your apron?"

The boss smiled and pointed to his apron.

"Look at this, what pattern is there?"

"Flowers?"

"Yeah, flower...what's this called?"

"apron!"

"Yes, what are they called together?"

"Flower apron."

"Haha, that's right, my name is Flower Apron."

Qin Lan curled her lips: "Pfft... Your father is too talented, isn't he? Is it really called an apron?"

"That's right, is there anyone with the surname Hua?" Zhuang Yiran had never heard of this surname either.

"Haha, everyone, don't be like this, okay? My surname is Hua, and the apron is of course not this apron. The great Wei, Qun, the group of the masses, Hua Weiqun... I have to eat every day in this business. An apron, so I specially bought a floral apron, do you think it fits well?"

When Zhang Jingchun heard it, he was also happy, and stretched out his thumb to him: "You are talented!"

"It's true to have talent, but I really want to have wealth, wealth of wealth."

Seeing him looking like he wanted to get rich, he asked him to write out the horoscope, and Zhang Jingchun helped him do the math.

After a while, Zhang Jingchun looked up at him.

"Brother, what's the deal?"

"Well, in the first half of this year, your wealth luck was indeed not very prosperous, but in the second half of the year, you really had wealth luck, and the wealth luck was not small."

"Ah, really? That's great, shall I just say it? As long as I stick to this place, I will definitely save money. Haha, I'm so talented."

"No no, if you stay here in the second half of the year, you will only be poor and bankrupt. Not only that, but your current love will also be in crisis, and the color may turn green?"

"what?"

When she heard that the color would turn green again, the flower apron panicked.

"You mean, you have to leave? Where can I go if the key is to leave?"

Zhang Jingchun thought about it for a while and said, "In this way, you can close the shop tomorrow and look for a shop in the east in this direction. The east is a blessed place for you. When doing business, you'd better develop your own brand. The name should be catchy, and it is best for people to remember the name at once.”

"Ah, what's that called? Yikouxiang, Sichuan guy, or, yes, young couple, how about the old place?"

The flower apron is still very active in thinking, and he can say the easy-to-pronounce and easy-to-remember name in one breath.

"Your name is too vulgar, too common, easy to call but hard to remember, how about this... Let me think of one for you."

"Okay, great, brother, I will call you whatever you say, and I will listen to you."

Hua Weiqun thought to herself, as long as it can make me rich, I can do anything.

It was only when he was middle-aged that he deeply realized that nothing is as real as having money.

"Well, yes, I just did the math for you, and it's called: flower apron, the name and the store are closely related and complement each other. I can't guarantee how much money you will make, but I dare say, it will definitely make your mouth water. Oil."

"Ok, ok, ok, great, the name Flower Apron is good, I, I like it, I like it."

Before leaving, the owner of the flower apron had to give him 500 yuan. He couldn't be empty, and he had to keep whatever he said, so he had no choice but to accept it.

After getting in the car, Qin Lan drove the car and said with a smile, "Hey, Zhang Jingchun, are you serious about making people's shop called Flower Apron? Why do I sound so ridiculous?"

"That's right, I also think it's funny. There's really no one else who makes food called Hua apron."

Zhang Jingchun smiled faintly: "Don't jump to conclusions, time will give you the answer."

Listening to his confident tone, the two shrugged their shoulders and sent him home.

"Zhang Jingchun, this...is your home?"

When looking at this old house located in a village in the city, Zhuang Yiran was puzzled.

Back in the hospital, when his mother knelt down and begged Nama Houde with the real estate certificate, she said that his house was a treasured place of geomantic omen.

This place is located in a village in the middle of the city, surrounded by old houses converted into rental houses, there are street stalls everywhere on both sides of the road, ancestral filming, shoe repairing, tire sewing, trouser corners, 36 rows, overcrowded, it looks like a slum, where is it What geomantic treasure?
Seeing Zhuang Yiran's puzzled face, of course he knew what he was suspicious of.

"That's right, this small three-story western-style building is my home, let's go up and have a seat."

"It's getting late, don't sit down, hey, why is this store a restaurant, your family runs it?"

Zhang Jingchun looked at the front room of his house. When his father was alive, this was the Zizhu Fengshui House opened by his father. Because his father died of no illness and his grandmother was seriously ill, he had no choice but to rent out the front room and the rooms above. Now it has become a store, with a rent of more than 2000 a month.

And their family lives in the back yard.

"No, I rented it to someone else!"

"Yo, so you're still a Xianyu charterer?" Qin Lan looked at Zhang Jingchun and smiled jokingly.

"you can say it this way?"

After chatting for a while, Zhuang Yiran said: "We are going to handover tomorrow, so we will go back first."

"Okay, don't give it away!"

Zhang Jingchun cupped his fists and watched the two leave.

Just when he was about to go back, a familiar figure appeared not far from him, yes, such an important matter was almost forgotten.

What I saw was none other than Lin Juan'er.

He quickly followed, and when he was sure of himself, he called out from behind.

"Lin Juaner."

"Ah, who... ah, isn't this Master Zhang? Why are you here?"

"are you alone?"

"That's right, the child is getting older, I bought her a small dress and a few pairs of socks."

As he spoke, he held up the plastic bag in his hand, and seeing that the spirit on his face had improved, he continued to ask.

"Have you found a place to live?"

"I found it. My cousin and a colleague of mine have two rooms and one living room. It only costs 450 yuan. Although it is an old house, it is much better than that old house. Does it have air conditioning? Thank you very much. Otherwise, we will have to live in that old house, which is scary to death."

"That's good, by the way, how is your husband... how is he doing recently?"

"Tch, don't mention him to me. This dog will never change Chixiang. He doesn't see people every day, but it's better for his daughter. This is a comforting place..."

I was really afraid that something would happen. Zhang Jingchun understood that this matter could not be delayed any longer, otherwise the child would be harmed for the rest of his life.

"Lin Juan'er, don't be too happy, I'll tell you something, you have to be prepared..."

"Ah, what, what's the matter?"

Lin Juan's smile just now disappeared.

(End of this chapter)