Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

"Dude, fire."

"What the hell do you rely on for fireworks!" He threw the lighter over as he spoke.

What made Wan Feng speechless was that the guy put the lighter in his pocket after lighting the cigarette.

"I'll count to three and if you don't take out my lighter, you'll go swimming in the river."

"Hey, sorry, I'm used to it."

After speaking, he took out the lighter and returned it to Wan Feng.

"You call that bastard? Did your father give you that name when he drank too much?"

"Who said I'm called that bastard, I'm called that Wen Tan."

"Listen, it's still that bastard, in the banner?" Only Manchus have a surname, and it seems that they are in the same family as Cixi.

That Wen Tan nodded.

"How old are you?"

"sixteen."

"Stop going to school?"

That Wen Tan gave Wan Feng a blank look, as if to say that this is not nonsense.

"It doesn't look like you have a job, so what are you doing? Be a thief?"

"Am I not a thief?"

"It's no wonder I believe you, you look like a real thief."

That Wentan wanted to get angry, but when he thought about the opponent's combat power, he immediately withered.

"I'll say it again, I'm not a thief. Sometimes I let other people gamble money, and sometimes I run errands for people in the black market. I have never stolen a penny."

black market!

Wan Feng shot a golden light immediately.

How to say that sentence: There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

Unexpectedly, I ran around for a while, and the benefits are waiting here.

Chapter 486 It's a Big Loss

This is really a misfortune, a blessing, a blessing, a misfortune, I was worrying about not being able to find the black market, and then I was chased and killed for no reason. I didn't expect that this bastard who framed me got the news I wanted.

Isn't this guy sent by God to play with me?

"That bastard, come here!"

"My name is Na Wentan!"

"I think you should go and change your name before the ID card is issued. It will be very difficult for you to change your name when you have an ID card."

"What ID card? My family only has a household registration book."

In another three years, you will know what an ID card is.

"How do you owe people money?"

That Wen Tan didn't seem to want to say it, but after hesitating for a while, he said: "When I was in a gambling place to protect others from the wind, I saw that the money came in very quickly, so I gambled a couple of times."

"Then I gave someone else a part-time job for nothing. Did you run out because you thought it was inappropriate?"

Wen Tan looked at Wan Feng with shocked eyes.

"Are you a fortune teller?"

"What look? I don't look a bit like a fortune teller?"

"Then how do you know? You were there at the time?"

I am your uncle, I have gone through a lot of things, and I can guess even these messy guesses.

"What are you selling on the black market?"

Wen Tan looked at Wan Feng warily.

"What are you doing asking about the black market?"

Looking at this guy's vigilant eyes, do you think I'm a policeman again?

Wan Feng didn't answer Wen Tan's words, he stood up and stretched out his head to scan around outside.

"Is there a restaurant near here? I'm hungry, take me to a restaurant."

Before Wan Feng finished speaking, Wentan's stomach rumbled, as if there was a toad inside.

"Are you rich?" After asking, Wen Tan wanted to slap himself very much. How can this guy have no money if he smokes filter cigarettes.

It's just that this guy is so rich?

"Are you going to take me? No, I'm going by myself." Wan Feng walked out of the small bridge after speaking.

"Don't go out by yourself, follow me."

Wen Tan carefully put his head out of the small bridge to investigate, took Wan Feng off the small bridge and returned to the urban area, turned westward at the edge of the urban area, walked for more than a mile, and finally brought Wan Feng to the main street a restaurant.

A plate of vinegared cabbage, a plate of fried pork with tofu skin, four rolls, and a bowl of rice.

That bastard Wentan said that he hadn't eaten for two days, and this time Wan Feng believed it. It was a bowl of rice with two steamed rolls, and Wan Feng was dumbfounded after eating it.

That was a big bowl of rice, and in the end he even drank the vegetable soup.

Wan Feng paid the bill and walked out of the hotel with Na Wentan.

"I said you don't have a home? Why do you look like a starving ghost?"

That Wen Tan touched his stomach with a satisfied expression: "Home? Yes, I usually don't go back, my dad beats me all the time."

"Your father beat you lightly. He should have killed you. People like you may be a scourge in the future."

"That's what he said. My dad always talked about my troubles. He looked down on me since he was a child."

"Why does he think highly of you when you're such an idiot? If you want your old man to think highly of you, just do something serious to make him think highly of you. It's no wonder he thinks highly of you now that you're a rascal. .”

"Then how do you tell my dad to stop beating me?" Wen Tan asked behind Wan Feng like a follower.