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So Mu Feng was still quite depressed, and of course it can't be said that he couldn't bear it at all. When he first came here, he let the food attract all his attention, so he didn't think much about that aspect. He still has an unparalleled obsession with food, but the fanaticism has gone down a lot. As the saying goes, when we have food and clothing, we think about lust, and Mufeng, who is slowly adapting to the life here, begins to grow grass in his heart.

They fell asleep on the same bed, and they usually see each other without looking up. Luo Yi seemed to have no physical troubles at all. He should be busy, sleep, and eat.

Mu Feng thought about it wildly, and then thought of the matter between Luo Yi and Sun Ting. The two of them had been in a relationship in a serious way. I don't know if they had sex.

"I think I should have been there, right?" The answer that suddenly came to his ears made Mu Feng almost jump up, and then he remembered that it was Mu Xiaodai. This thing has not been with him for a long time, and he is really not used to being prying. My own opinion.

Mu Feng untied Mu Xiaodai from his wrist and put it in his pocket, so that this guy wouldn't be able to talk too much.

Luo Yi tidied up his salute, and then said to Mu Feng, "As soon as I leave tomorrow, your side will be much more spacious."

Mu Feng asked, "How's the condition in the bullpen?"

"Generally, it's cool in winter and warm in summer." Luo Yi said honestly.

"It's okay in summer, but what about winter?"

"It's okay, just carry it and pass it." He, a big man, is afraid of being frozen?

"You don't intend to stay until winter, do you?"

"The cowshed is a bit rudimentary, but given the current conditions, that's the only way to go." No matter what you want to do, you need to have capital investment. Luo Yi has already spent [-] to [-] yuan on seeing the cowshed and buying cattle, and Mu Feng has already spent He helped Luo Yi settle the accounts. He felt that Luo Yi had this kind of patience, but he couldn't stand it anymore, so he searched the Internet for a job suitable for him these days, but Mu Feng has always been strict with himself. He doesn't pay attention to those small troubles, and if he wants to do it, he will do it bigger.

He beckoned Luo Yi to come over to see what he did with the Internet, and Luo Yi leaned over curiously and asked, "What's wrong?"

Mu Feng said: "For such a long time, I always eat and drink for free at your house, here, this is the food expenses."

Luo Yi didn't expect Mu Feng to talk to him about this, and said with a smile, "You can't say that. If it weren't for the help of you and Mu Xiaodai, I wouldn't be able to be so efficient." I just thought about how to struggle for three to five years.With the help of two people, the time is cut in half at least.

"One yard counts for one yard. In short, my food expenses have to be calculated separately."

Luo Yi knew that Mu Feng had good intentions, and if he didn't accept it, he would look a bit rusty, so he didn't refuse any more. The most important thing was that he felt that Mu Feng probably wouldn't be able to make much money, so he lowered his head and approached him and asked, "What are you doing?" What are you doing online?"

Mu Feng opened the website for Luo Yi, Luo Yi took a closer look and it turned out to be a science and technology website, with the words Call for Papers written on the bottom right of the website.

Mu Feng said: "I also found it by accident. I found that there are many articles that look forward to the future world, but at your current level, everything is guesswork. There is no strong real backing, but for me It’s different, in addition to theoretical knowledge, I also have a wealth of practical experience. It’s a waste of money.” He doesn’t need such favorable conditions, unless he has a brain problem.

Luo Yi felt that this piece was indeed quite suitable, so he continued to ask: "How much is the manuscript fee?"

Mu Feng said: "I have published a few articles, and judging from the anti-reaction of readers, the effect is not bad. I asked the editor, and she said that the manuscript fee is based on the number of subscriptions-but I need to provide a bank card." Speaking of this, Mu Feng shrugged his shoulders, "I don't even have an ID card, and I certainly can't get a bank card, so use yours first."