With the purchasing system in hand, he is worshipped as a god by international students

The little girl nervously glanced at Qiu Ling's expression.

Qiu Ling saw his cowardly look, no wonder the rice balls were so delicious. After noon, there was still half a box left.

With such courage, let alone shouting, she would be frightened for a long time if someone passing by glared at her.

Although he is very timid, he still comes out to set up a stall for excitement. It can be considered as a breakthrough for himself and he is quite brave.

Qiu Ling coughed lightly, trying to make her words and actions look like an honest person: "I come here to pick up the goods at 4 o'clock every day. How many rice balls can you provide me?"

ha?

The little girl seemed not to understand and stared at Qiu Ling blankly.

Zhu Guangtou couldn't stand it and thought the little girl was stupid, so he stepped out to remind her, "This boss wants to buy your rice balls, what are you doing? Hurry up and answer!"

The little girl finally understood and said excitedly, "100, I can make 100 rice balls every day!"

Unlike the confusion just now, her eyes were full of expectation when she looked at Qiu Ling.

Qiu Ling frowned slightly, "100 is too few, can you make more?"

She thought the rice balls were so delicious that the other children would go crazy for them.

The little girl said embarrassedly: "We haven't experimented to see how many rice balls we can make."

Qiu Ling raised her eyebrows and asked, "We?"

The little girl hurriedly explained: "It's my other friends. They are all like me. They wear clean clothes and wear gloves when making rice balls. They are not dirty!"

She was so excited.

Afraid that the boss in front of them would dislike them, they explained hurriedly.

To raise a child so self-abased and sensitive, the family conditions must not be very good.

Qiu Ling softened her voice and said, "How about this, you guys do your best. No matter how much you do, I'll take it."

Qiu Ling's words almost made the little girl faint.

After being reminded by people around her, she finally reacted and thanked Qiu Ling repeatedly.

No one on this street knew Qiu Ling. In order to gain the peace of mind of his partners, Qiu Ling paid for tomorrow's meal in advance for the first transaction.

She was not afraid that the people here would take her money and run away. Those who could set up stalls to sell food on this street had been running their stalls for at least a year. It was obviously not a wise move to give up this market just to earn a small amount of money for a meal.

The little girl's eyes were as bright as light bulbs. She stuffed the money into her pocket, but was worried that it would be stolen, so she simply decided not to sell the rice balls. She picked up the box, returned the bench to the uncle selling fried rice next to her, and ran away happily.

"I have to tell everyone this good news as soon as possible. Once we have money, Xiaocheng will be able to go to junior high school, and Xiaolong will be able to pay for his college tuition!"

She kept walking and soon disappeared.

Qiu Ling retracted her gaze and once again reminded everyone to abide by the agreement and not to be late.

She drove away from the street of street vendors, looking unhappy.

There are both meals and snacks, but they just look like a lot, but upon careful counting, there are only a few thousand in total. Compared with the 11 international students, there are too many wolves and too little meat.

We have to find a way to balance it.

Qiu Ling stopped at a red light and suddenly looked towards the farmers' market next to him. Immediately, his brows relaxed and his eyes lit up!

She remembered that vegetables from abroad seemed to be very expensive in some areas.

When she was selling Wuchang rice before, she also heard the students mention whether they could sell fresh vegetables.

At that time in Harbin, there were no conditions, but now in Guangzhou in spring, green vegetables are growing everywhere!

Moreover, many foreign students can cook, but they lack the skills.

Stir-frying vegetables is much easier than stir-frying meat.

Since there are not enough ready-made foods, let’s make up for it with fresh vegetables!

This job has to be done!

Qiu Ling immediately turned around and went to the farmers' market.

She couldn’t collect them directly at the farmers’ market because the quantity she wanted was large enough to clear out at least half of the market, which would definitely cause a sensation.

Therefore, Qiu Ling spent a little money and learned the addresses of several villages in Yangcheng where vegetables were sold from some vegetable farmers, and then gave some favors to get the phone numbers.

After leaving the farmers' market, she called the other party.

This seemed to be a public telephone in the countryside. When the person on the other end heard that Qiu Ling wanted to purchase goods in large quantities, he bluntly said that he could not make the decision and wanted to call the village chief.

This journey takes half an hour.

Half an hour later, the other party called back.

It was a slightly younger male voice.

Qiu Ling asked to see the vegetable garden, but the other party said that he was too busy today and could make time to talk to Qiu Ling in detail tomorrow morning.

As soon as he finished speaking, someone on the other end of the phone shouted: Village chief.

The young man responded, hurriedly told Qiu Ling to remember to call him before arriving tomorrow, and then hung up.

It's really busy.

Qiu Ling was not angry even after the call was hung up.

Thinking it was still early, I might as well go to the mall on the way.

Spring is here, so I’m going to buy some spring clothes to keep in stock.

When I passed by a mobile phone store while buying clothes, I thought of Yan Erqiang’s fashionable mobile phone with a camera.

I might as well spend a lot of money and buy one for myself.

It's a flip-top, very vintage.

The pixels are blurry, so you can only make do with it.

After running around all day, I feel like my legs have become thinner.

It was already 7 o'clock in the evening when I got home.

Duoduo was at Grandma Wang's house. When she heard the door opening next door, she ran out quickly.

Seeing this, Chen Huan, who was settling accounts in the house, also followed him out of the yard.

I just happened to see Qiu Ling squatting on the ground petting the dog.

"You're finally back." Chen Huan had an expression as if he had waited for you until all the flowers withered.

"What's wrong?" Qiu Ling stood up and asked.

Chen Huan stepped forward and asked, "Did you forget to pay the rent?"

The distant memory was refreshed, Qiu Ling opened her mouth slightly, "I, I really forgot."

She picked up her phone and saw that it was several weeks overdue!

People really shouldn't be too busy, because once they are busy, they tend to forget things.

Chen Huan took out a piece of paper unhappily and said, "Here is the landlord's phone number and bank card number. Call him yourself."

"Thank you Sister Huan!"

Qiu Ling felt a little guilty. The landlord was kind-hearted and only agreed to pay the rent every six months because he saw how pitiful she looked.

In the end, I forgot about it. I really shouldn't have done that.

This is a landline number. When I called it, the owner of a convenience store answered the phone.

Qiu Ling told the landlady what she wanted to say, and she would convey it on her behalf.

9 pm.

After washing up, Qiu Ling sat in front of the computer to reply to the message from the Beijing designer. Just as she finished the communication and was about to open 4399 for some entertainment, she received a call back from the landlord.

"Is it Qiu Ling?" the other party asked tentatively.

As soon as Qiu Ling saw the caller, she knew who the other party was. "It's me. You must be the landlord. I'm so sorry. I've been so busy lately that I forgot to pay the rent."

The other party smiled at first, and then asked tentatively: "It's okay, are you still renting the house?"

Qiu Ling has already gotten used to living in Shangtang Street.

The villa has not been renovated yet, and she doesn't want to waste time moving, so she must want to continue living there.

And she had a bolder idea than paying rent.

Qiu Ling coughed lightly and asked, "Uncle landlord, maybe you want to sell this house?"

"What?" The landlord thought he had heard it wrong.

Qiu Ling said sincerely: "I want to buy your house!"