"Xiaoyu, I've transported all the flowers I'd like to sell in the morning." Zhao Xiaohong also carried a flower basket with an excited look on her face.

"Oh," Yang Xiaoyu responded weakly.

"What's wrong?"

"Honghong, do you think we can sell all the flowers?"

Unable to visit Yue Lao Temple with Qiao Yang, Yang Xiaoyu felt very depressed and said directly.

"Don't say such despicable words, we can't sell them all during the day. We can continue selling them at night, and there are many people here at night."

Zhao Xiaohong patted Yang Xiaoyu on the shoulder, but it didn't seem to work.

Then you can only use the ultimate move.

She had both hands firmly and had a sincere look on her face.

"Please, Xiaoyu, although I found a junior to help, you are our main force. Without you, we really can't do it."

"Just this time, after selling it, I'll treat you to a big meal."

"I didn't say I won't sell it for you."

The roommates begged her like this, and Yang Xiaoyu could only suppress the regret that she could not visit Yue Lao Temple with Qiao Yang.

"Why laugh?"

“(#^.^#).”

"That's right. Our Xiaoyu is an angel, the best."

Zhao Xiaohong held Yang Xiaoyu's face and sipped.

Yang Xiaoyu couldn't even hide.

After the kiss, the perpetrator had already escaped, so Yang Xiaoyu could only wipe the saliva from her face with a scarf.

Since I agreed, I will help her sell flowers.

After learning the lesson from the last time, she has already determined her goal.

The couple who came together, and girls who were about the same age as her.

Time flies very quickly, and an hour passed just after one hour.

Having sold out a basket of flowers, Zhao Xiaohong brought her another basket of new ones.

"How much money do you have to sell? It's almost noon."

Qiao Yang pretended to walk to Yang Xiaoyu casually.

She sold the flowers all morning and he also looked at them all morning.

Just as he was about to find a next target, Qiao Yang came to her again, but Yang Xiaoyu couldn't tell whether she was embarrassed or embarrassed.

"There are 20 peony flowers in one basket, and it will take about 50 baskets to be sold."

“…”

One thousand peony flowers, no wonder they cost five thousand yuan to cover them all.

If I buy them all, is it worth it?

Qiao Yang weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

If the living expenses are not enough, he can work in a bar or a high-end restaurant. It is far less difficult than Yang Xiaoyu running around to see people's faces and selling flowers.

While thinking, Qiao Yang saw Zhao Xiaohong running towards the backyard of Yue Lao Temple with an empty flower basket not far away.

"Is that person your friend?"

"Well, I'm just selling flowers for her."

"If you want to put down a thousand peony flowers, you need a lot of places. Where did she put the flowers?"

"Her aunt is a lay Buddhist from Yue Lao Temple. She said she had placed it in the kitchen behind."

This world is really small.

My aunt probably was Sister Liu he met on the train.

Their family is in trouble.

"Stop selling flowers, go with me to take a look."

"Don't."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to cause trouble for her."

Qiao Yang slapped Yang Xiaoyu's head.

The familiar movements warmed her heart.

This is the person she likes.

After a brief throbbing, Yang Xiaoyu came to her senses and Qiao Yang had already walked a few steps away.

She hurriedly followed with a flower basket.

"Then why are you going to find her?"

"Maybe, I can make your flowers buy faster."

...

Yue Lao Temple backyard kitchen.

Zhao Xiaohong skillfully pulled out a few peony flowers from a large basket and carefully placed them in the flower basket.

This time she only asked her family for one month's living expenses and wanted to earn enough of her college living expenses on her own.

It just so happened that her aunt was a lay Buddhist from Yue Lao Temple. She felt that through this relationship, she had enough venues and opportunities to earn enough living expenses for half a semester at one time.

This may be a big gamble, but if she doesn't fight this time, how could she be willing to do so?

After selling out, I slowly looked for a part-time job comfortably.

There are so many things that I can’t sell out, and at worst I can’t ask my aunt to help me, but in any case, I can’t let my family know.

"Can I ask, can you lend these kitchen utensils?"

"Um?"

A man's voice sounded behind her, and Zhao Xiaohong turned her head and found that Yang Xiaoyu followed a boy into the kitchen.

"However, it's possible." Zhao Xiao first answered Qiao Yang's question, then turned around and asked Yang Xiaoyu in confusion, "Xiaoyu, who is he? Why should I lead him in?"

"He is mine..."

"Nothing?"

Yang Xiaoyu wanted to talk about her fiancé, but Qiao Yang took a look and changed her mouth guiltily.

"It's the brother I played with when I was a kid."

"Oh, what is he here to do?"

"He said he could help me sell the flowers faster."

Sell ​​faster?

Zhao Xiaohong looked at Qiao Yang in surprise.

These cute girls sold them all morning but didn't sell much, what could a boy do?

"Hey, Xiaoyu's brother, what are you going to do?"

"Just make these flowers for food."

"What to eat? How do you make flowers to eat?"

"Don't worry about this, lend me the things in the kitchen. If I can't sell it in one day, I will buy all the flowers."

"Really! Keep your word."

“…”

Qiao Yang was too lazy to pay attention to Zhao Xiaohong, so he started to choose things on his own.

"Xiaoyu, is this person really okay?"

"I believe him."

"Okay, you said that."

After Qiao Yang selected the equipment, he turned around and came to Zhao Xiaohong.

"Take your phone out, I need you to buy something, and transfer the money for buying things to you first."

"oh."

Zhao Xiaohong didn't know what Qiao Yang sold in the gourd, so she took out her mobile phone skeptical and opened her collection code.

It costs 1,000 yuan at a time.
To be continued...