I heard that you are the number one assassin in Tiandu

Seeing the system prompt, Min Qiu sat up straight with a "chuckle", and couldn't help but swear: "How did I forget this! I was thinking about something just now, and when I heard you call I was distracted by the phone call, or if I started opening the box when I got home, I might have opened the clothes!"

"Buy." The metal lighter "Gada" sounded, and Min Yang lit a cigarette, "What's the use of him holding women's clothing as a man, and holding money in his hand, you can buy it if you ask a high price gone."

Min Qiu: "..."

Leaving aside whether his elder brother has misunderstood the financial strength of Lingjian, the price of this dress alone is beyond the scope of their father's financial appropriation for Minqiu. Besides, he has opened a lot of boxes recently, and the money on hand is spent on daily basis. The sale is enough, if you really want to buy a big one, the treasury is a bit tight.

Min Qiu: "...This piece costs a lot of money. I heard that last year's women's clothing was sold for nearly 10."

"It's the ones that are expensive, the more you want to buy, the more expensive you are, the more you buy. The spirit sword has helped me fight a lot in the past two days, and it's just hard work." Min Yang took a puff of cigarette slowly, and said slowly, "Go Ask Da Dao, how much can this dress be sold for at most, you can add a little more, let Ling Jian earn two more, and I will pay you the money."

Min Qiu: "..." Suddenly there was a feeling that Qing Cang was his elder brother, and Ling Jian was just a handyman.

The eldest brother said that he would pay the bill, and Min Qiu's waist stiffened accordingly. He guessed that there should be quite a few people asking for the price of Lingjian at this moment, so he first went to Dadao to discuss how much to pay, thinking that it would be best to kill with one blow, After all, Spirit Sword doesn't look like someone who can haggle with others, and if the drive is too low, it's likely that people won't even bother to reply.

But Dao said: "Spiritual Sword may not be sold. One is that he does not lack the money, and the other is the unicorn chariot I sold to you. You should know it? He received it from him. At that time he had an extra chariot It’s not too much, it’s for me to save face. We both agreed that if I can sell this set of women’s suits for this anniversary, I will give him priority at the same price. Now he sells this suit I guess he won't want to sell it."

After hearing the report, Min Yang said disdainfully: "Is there anything that can't be sold? Everything has a price. If you don't sell it, you don't have enough money. It's just a set of clothes. Now the new clothes in the game are better than each event. , can he keep it as a family heirloom?"

The big brother in Min Qiu's mind obviously has a higher weight than Dao, he discussed the price range with Dao, and sent a secret chat to Ling Jian:

[Private chat] Qiu Zangtian: Anniversary women's clothing, 15, will you sell it?

To avoid suspicion, he added:

[Private Chat] Autumn Funeral Sky: For personal use.

——There are such a group of people in the game who specialize in reselling equipment and exterior decorations to make a fortune, but they cannot be called "merchants" like professional merchants such as gold merchants and swords, because these people often play the friendship card and use more Buy what friends or players of the same family are selling at a low price, and then sell it at the market price or even a high price, earning the difference in the middle price.

The reason why the seller gave these people a lower price was purely for the sake of friendship, but seeing the "friendship" turned into money in the other party's pocket in an instant, he might still be called a "fool" behind his back, It has to be said that it is a very disgusting thing.

Since Min Qiu himself is a man, and the clothes he wants to collect are women's clothes, it's better to add the word "for personal use", lest Ling Jian think that he is here to take the opportunity to make money.

Guessing that Lingjian's private chat channel at this moment might be scrolling like a hot pot of boiling water, Min Qiu stretched his waist and groaned out the anguish of regretting that he had missed the opportunity. Judging by the time, Hua Xiaojin probably woke up from sleep, he thought To find him, start with "I will go to the regular training where you go in the future", and then talk about "we will go and see together next time we choose a house".

Everyone is so familiar, and it is not too formal a topic. Joaquin doesn't need to get up and talk around the table, just lie on the bed and have a mouth to participate in the discussion.Speaking of lying on the bed, he is a bit sleepy right now, if someone rubs his back twice, he will definitely fall asleep right away...

"drop."

The secret chat prompt sounded, and Min Qiu didn't expect Lingjian to send a reply soon:

[Private Chat] Spirit Sword: Personal use?

This kid is so stupid, he said "for his own use" as a male name, of course he meant to give it away, so why ask?

If Min Qiu is to buy such a gift as a gift, it seems that he is really struggling at the moment, but since his elder brother sincerely wants to send money to Lingjian, then half of the money will be used for his own use and half of the gift, which is not good. If there is a second sale, even if it is sold at a low price, there will be suspicion of "investment failure and self-care for losses", so it just happens to be left to Ruanruan, who has the right to borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

[Private Chat] Qiu Zangtian: Well, it's a gift.selling?

[Private Chat] Spirit Sword: Hehe.

Oh boy!

Min Qiu instantly remembered Ling Jian's reaction when he wanted to buy a bouquet from Ling Jian last time - if you don't sell it, you will say you won't sell it, like a big knife, when you see a lot of people asking for prices, you can just give it five yuan The broadcast said, so that when people asked, he asked again if it was for personal use, and finally said "hehe", interesting?Does this make him feel better?Sitting in front of the computer, Min Qiu thought to himself that I will give you ten seconds before I say anything else, or else don't call me to grab the boss in the future!

However, 20 seconds passed, and the spirit sword didn't even hiccup him.

This brat is young, but he is quite capable of irritating people!It is his freedom to hold the clothes without selling them, that is no problem, but does he understand what respect is?respect!

Sending money to the door, don’t hold back, Min Qiu angrily shut down the game, and a weak voice came from the earphone: "The player Qiu Zangtian regrets all day long, with hatred for Jiuquan..."

Joaquin was in a deep sleep, and his soul was out of his body. He was awakened by the sound of the door being unscrewed. He stood up with difficulty, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"

Min Qiu kicked off his slippers resentfully, climbed onto the bed little by little, and lay on the other half of the spacious bed: "It's all right, I'm here to see if you're awake."

"I'm a bit lost, sleep a little longer." Joaquin fell down and the room was quiet for a few seconds. He opened his eyes and repeated, "I said I'll sleep a little longer."

"I know, I understand, you said to sleep a little longer, sleep, I didn't let you sleep." Min Qiu lay on the side and groped for a while, "Why do you only have one pillow? Do you have another one? "

Joaquin: "The weather is fine today, so I took it out to dry."

"Oh." Min Qiu was relieved, arched his body and moved in a bow shape, and put his head sideways on the edge of the pillow where Joaquin was lying, which only occupied the edge of the road, which was better than lying flat.He completely forgot his promise not to disturb other people's rest: "I thought about it, when it comes to regular training, which hospital do you apply for, I will also apply for which hospital, let's just find a third-tier city with better air, how about that?" Sample?"

After a moment of silence, Joaquin didn't show much camaraderie and excitement, lying with his head at a ninety-degree angle to Min Qiu's, he asked softly where Min Qiu couldn't see: "Why? "

"Look for a place to settle down in advance," Min Qiu closed his eyes and thought about it, "Although there are relatively few hospitals with standardized training qualifications in small cities now, there may be more when we get there. Let's look for it first. If you live well, you can stay there, if you don’t like it, you can finish the certificate and then change to another city.”

"Stop making trouble." Joaquin said, "Except for the affiliated hospitals of major medical schools, the other qualified training students basically accept general training students. It is difficult to stay in the affiliated hospital of our school, but You can go to another big hospital for your grades, three years of regular training and two years of specialized training. Even if you don’t want to work there after getting a professional doctor’s license, you don’t need to do general medicine. You can go to a big hospital and test your dean. Doctoral students will be able to evaluate titles in the future."

Min Qiu didn't care about these things: "What job title should I comment on? I'm so short of money? Whoever likes to comment will go. Most people in the United States are now community doctors. One or two doctors manage a small area. Take a look outside. When the sky is overcast, I know that there are probably a few people who come to him today to see rheumatism and fever. How nice, there are not so many surprises. I will get off work at that time, weekends, and annual leave-hey, we will have annual leave at that time where to play?"

"Who will go out with you during the annual vacation." Joaquin pulled the quilt and covered himself up, only showing his head, to show that he is different from the classmate outside the quilt who is not seeking to make progress, "If you can take the exam, you still have to take the junior college, what are you doing? It’s one thing, knowing what it is is another matter, you don’t have to do what you know, but you must know how to do it.”

Rhetoric is always simple, Min Qiu asked bluntly: "That sounds nice, can you pass the exam?"

Joaquin froze: "Oh."

"Hey, let's go with brother." Min Qiu lay uncomfortably, and forced himself to arch upwards, feeling that he had tilted the other head out, occupying half of the pillow in the magpie's nest, "When the time comes we Find a place with better air, get a house, cook two dishes after work, and drink some wine."

Joaquin: "We cook? Why?"

"Oh, to be precise, you speculate, and I can help you buy it." Min Qiu suddenly opened his eyes, watching the serious ideological education on the ceiling, "Like you, you shouldn't think about getting married, you know? You If you're married, isn't that a fraudulent marriage? Then who else can you speculate with?"

"What about you?" Joaquin asked in surprise, "Don't you end up too?"

Min Qiu was momentarily at a loss for words.

He ran over a company of armor like a military parade in his head, everything was big, heavy, and contained at least tens of millions of small parts.He didn't know which screw to remove first to introduce to Joaquin, maybe even he himself didn't know where the starting point was, he just knew that it was born like this.

Those things are closely related to his life experience, but have little to do with his own temperament. If you ask him about his wishes, he is not even interested in introducing them. Qiangu, he would rather discuss the present with Joaquin.

Once again, Min Qiu found that his elder brother was superior in skills, imitating his elder brother's tone, and let out an uncompromising "hmm" in his nose: "Don't worry about adults' business."

"You..." Joaquin smiled for a while, "Thanks."

Min Qiu never took his elder brother's words like this.He asked incomprehensibly, "Thank me for what?"

"Thank you for educating me. Hey," Joaquin poked his arm through the quilt, "What time is it? Are you hungry? Get up and cook you something to eat."

Min Qiu: "It's not time, and I'm not hungry. You should sleep more. I just don't know if the marinated steak bought in the supermarket is old or not. It's not good to marinate for too long."

Joaquin: "..."

The butter cubes melted in the pan, and the oil temperature gradually rose to produce bubbling bubbles. As the steak was put into the pan, the aroma of black pepper sauce, mushroom sauce, and warming protein diffused in the small space of the kitchen.

Min Qiu: "Are you familiar?"

Joaquin: "No, just get off the pot, okay?"

Min Qiu: "How do you say that the chefs in the western restaurants can tell how well-done the steak is?"

"The heat is fixed, depending on the time, right?" Joaquin wasn't too sure if it was done, so he had to pick up the steak with tongs after frying it for a while, and then turned it over and put it back into the pot, and there was a burst of meaty smell in the room, " Just like doing a kinetic experiment, you can know where the reaction is by pinching the watch with a skilled hand, and which tube to drop will produce protein."

Min Qiu sniffled and competed with the range hood for work: "Then how familiar are you now?"

"Huh?" Joaquin looked back at him, "Do you want to eat?"

Min Qiu denied: "No, I'll just ask."

"It's almost there." Joaquin used kitchen scissors to cut off a corner of the steak, put the section on the bottom of the pan and fried it, "Hoohoo... try it, be careful it's hot."

The muscle texture of the steak is soaked in full gravy and butter, biting it down is like opening a big gift bag with layers of surprises. Under the high temperature and mellow aroma, Min Qiu doesn't care how cooked it is, but feels that his teeth are cooked after chewing. Liu Xiang: "Are you always stealing food in the kitchen, frying it for a while? Eat all the delicious food?"

"Look at my figure, does it look like me?" Joaquin smiled slightly, and simply cut the remaining steak into small pieces.

"Let me take a look." Since it was the master's invitation, Min Qiu didn't have anything to be polite to, licking the oil stains on his lips, his eyes looked back and forth at Joaquin who was wearing a small pink apron - he hadn't done this for a long time Blatant... No, it's upright, and it's not right. In short, it's been a long time since I saw Joaquin with such an opinion. For a while, his gaze was almost like a knife, and he was thinner again.

At the end, he also pulled away a piece of fabric in front of Joaquin's apron, and looked inside symbolically.

Of course, what I saw was an ipad.

"Too thin, eat more." Min Qiu stretched out his hand and twisted the little flying sleeve lace on Nian Huajin's shoulder, "But if you taste something that you're not familiar with, you can ask me to come. In case you are not familiar with it, You had diarrhea."