I'm a little panicked. I'm going to be a father right after my rebirth.

The family ate instant noodles and went to bed. At 10 o'clock, Song Ye secretly put on his clothes and went to the field.

It is already 5 o'clock in the afternoon at Mousko's place. He has an appointment with Yuhang to have dinner together. If Yuhang cannot find him, it will definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

"Knock knock knock" The door of the room was knocked as soon as he arrived. Song Ye hurriedly got up and opened the door.

"Brother Song, why did you just open the door? I've been knocking for a long time."

"Ah" Song Ye rubbed his eyes, "I fell asleep."

"Come on, Brother Song. The boss lady said she would give us a meal, so we have to eat more." Yuhang took a break to regain his strength. He was so hungry now.

Song Ye was pulled downstairs by him, but he was not in a good mood as he was still thinking about his wife.

Today the restaurant prepared classic goose dishes such as black bread, borscht, braised beef, large grilled skewers, as well as northern Chinese stews and steamed buns. Most of the vendors are from the north, so everyone is used to the food.

Song Ye took a few bites and found it tasted good. It was worth the face cream he gave to the boss lady.

Huang Shiyong happened to come down to eat, so Song Ye chatted with him for a while, and suddenly he patted Song Ye's arm.

"See that big guy? His name is Andre. He has a lot of good stuff. Last time, I traded three pieces of clothing for a motorcycle from him and made a few thousand dollars."

Song Ye looked up and saw the big man was very strong, with a ferocious look on his face, and he looked like someone who was not someone he was going to mess with.

"Don't be fooled by his plain looks. His wife is very pretty and she loves nice clothes. If you have some nice clothes, pick a few for him and you might make a fortune."

Song Ye raised his beer to toast him, "Thank you for your advice, Brother Huang. I will never forget you when I make money."

Huang Shiyong clinked glasses with him with a smile, and they both gulped down a few big gulps. It felt great!

Huang Shiyong drank a few glasses and went to drain the water. Seeing Andre was about to leave, Song Ye quickly stopped him.

"Brother, I have some nice clothes. Can I exchange them for a motorcycle?"

Andre raised his eyebrows, "Of course, but I want the most beautiful ones. Last time, my girlfriend didn't like the clothes I bought from the Huaxia people. She was angry, so if the clothes don't look good, I will come back to you!"

Song Ye smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I guarantee with my personality that it's definitely worth the money! You can ask your girlfriend to come and choose it in person!"

"Okay, then I'll wait for you outside! I'll have someone bring the motorcycle over." Andre said and walked out.

Yuhang fell asleep on the table. Without noticing, this guy actually drank half a bottle of whiskey by himself. Now he is drunk and unconscious. Song Ye has to carry him upstairs.

Next, Song Ye bought a folding clothes hanger and an oversized suitcase at the points mall. He took out one piece of clothing each and put them into the suitcase, then carried the things downstairs.

Song Ye hung the clothes on the rack and waited for a while. Then, from afar, he heard the loud rumbling sound of a motorcycle.

When they got closer, Song Ye was dazzled by the strong lights. There were 10 motorcycles coming, with the burly Andre and his brothers sitting on them.

"Honey, does this Chinese guy really have beautiful clothes?" A tall girl with delicate features got off Andre's motorcycle. She looked as pretty as a Barbie doll.

"Hey, Chinese, stop looking, or I'll blow your eyes out!" Andre pulled his girlfriend behind him like a protective child and raised his fist towards Song Ye.

"I'm sorry!" Song Ye apologized quickly, "I didn't mean to offend you, I just think you have good taste and your girlfriend is very beautiful! Come over here and see if there are any clothes you like."

"Okay Andre, he means no harm. Come here and help me see which dress looks good." As expected, women like to be called beautiful. She was in a good mood and smiled brightly at Andre.

"Okay, Agatha, I'll do whatever you say." Andre was so happy with her smile that he naturally obeyed her.

Agata looked at the clothes on Song Ye's rack one by one, shaking her head as she looked, obviously not liking anything.

"Andre, I feel like these are no different from the last time I bought them. They're not bad, but they just don't impress me. Do you understand me?"

Hearing this, Andre kicked the clothes hanger angrily, "Hey! Chinese, didn't you say you had some nice clothes? Are you making fun of me?!"

"Calm down! Calm down!" Song Ye pushed the clothes aside. "These are just samples for comparison. I have better-looking clothes in my box!"

Song Ye opened the suitcase a little, and took out a red skirt from it.

"Oh! Andre, this dress is so beautiful! This is exactly the feeling I want!" Agatha was very excited and couldn't wait to put it on right now.

Song Ye smiled indifferently. How could it not look good? This was the A-line skirt that was popular in later generations. It was much more fashionable than the clothes of this era. Moreover, the color was particularly bright and the quality was superb.

"Don't worry, I have more here!" Song Ye took out another white trench coat. The trench coat is a classic that never goes out of style. This coat is between retro and fashionable, and the color is spotlessly white.

"Oh my God! I love it so much!" Agatha was so surprised that she jumped for joy. She took the windbreaker and put it on directly. The white windbreaker matched with the black turtleneck sweater made her temperament take a qualitative leap again.

"My dear, you are so beautiful!" Andre exclaimed sincerely.

"Agata, it's too cold to wear a windbreaker now, try this one!" Song Ye took out another red thick cashmere coat. This one was very valuable, and he felt a little distressed, but he couldn't just watch a beautiful woman wearing only light clothes in the middle of winter, right?

"Oh, Andre, this dress is so beautiful! Wow! So warm." Agata took off her windbreaker and put on her coat. It turns out that style and warmth can coexist.

"Agata, choose for yourself!" Song Ye simply opened the box and hung all the clothes on the hangers. There were trendy T-shirts, turtlenecks, hooded sweatshirts, short and medium-length jackets...

"What should I do Andre! I like all these clothes!" Agata was dazzled by the choices and couldn't bear to part with any of them.

"Andre, since Agata likes these clothes, why don't you buy them all!" Song Ye smiled faintly. To be honest, he wanted to take revenge on Andre. Who made him kick the clothes rack just now?

Andre swallowed his saliva. Last time he exchanged three pieces of clothes with the Chinese in exchange for a motorcycle. Now Agata has picked out so many clothes, almost 3 pieces, that all the motorcycles his brothers rode together are not enough!

"Ahem, Agata, are we really going to buy them all? Isn't it a bit too much? How about we just buy a few and buy the rest later?" Andre asked cautiously.

Song Ye smiled secretly. What a brave man it was to reason with a woman who was shopping crazily!