"What did that Taoist nun mean just now? Didn't you let it be sold?"

"It shouldn't be the case. She would have come out to stop her from selling it."

"In Yue Lao Temple, of course, it's Yue Lao's territory. If you have food, you should provide it to him first."

"That's the case. We can't compete with the Yue Lao for food. Let's wait."

People around him began to talk, but no one dispersed.

Since the lay Buddhists in Yue Lao Temple have asked them to offer sacrifices first, it means that they have received some recognition from the lay Buddhists.

Since it is something officially recognized, it should be less than a little bit short.

"I just said how much does a peony cost?"

"Five yuan, what are you doing?"

"I'll try the taste of peony flowers first, and there will be a comparison."

"Yes, I heard that peony flowers also have the effects of beauty and beauty."

The food has not been sold yet, and the peony flowers will not be sold less.

For a moment, a group of strange scenes of men and women eating petals with peonies in their hands appeared in front of Yue Lao Temple.

Qiao Yang entered the hall, put fried peonies and peony flower soup, and then followed the person who came to burn incense in the morning and bowed to the Yue Lao statue.

"Laby, now we can sell it."

"Yes, but will it be too monotonous if you only have fried peony and peony soup?"

"I understand. I will have someone send the first peony cake here later."

"That's good, you go and do it."

Sister Liu had already recognized Qiao Yang, but she still regarded it as the first time he met. After the process was completed, she waved her hand to let him leave.

When Qiao Yang came back, he was already hungry and had eaten all the peony flowers on his hands. He didn't care about letting others eat them first, and bought all the fried peony and peony soup together.

In one afternoon, all the five hundred peony flowers that Zhao Xiaohong had sold out, and some people didn't eat them, so they said they would come and have a look in the afternoon.

The only thing left was Peony Decoction and let a few people deal with it first.

"Where is Qiao Yang doing what else?"

"I heard it was peony crispy. I left it until the afternoon to sell it because there was not enough time to sell it."

“Aren’t the flowers sold out?”

"I asked, the girl who sells flowers ordered a thousand peony flowers, and only bought half of them in the morning."

Zhao Huo and Jiang Fan sat on the steps of the hall, eating and chatting.

Yao Shun, who had finished eating very early, walked over dejectedly at this time.

"Yao Zi, do you need to contact me?"

"No, she also asked me to help me ask the third brother's contact information."

“…”

“…”

Some people were suffocating and some were starving to death, and Zhao Huo and Jiang Fan were full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"I told her that I wanted to ask myself, but I don't want to be a third party."

"Beautiful work, I wish you."

"Respect the heroes."

Zhao Huo and Jiang Fan raised the peony soup as wine and drank it all in one go.

"I really envy the third brother."

"What's wrong?"

When it comes to Qiao Yang, he is the one who is most tiring today, why do you envy him?

Zhao Huo and Jiang Fan didn't quite understand what Yao Shun meant. Until they followed his gaze and looked at Qiao Yang who was still busy by the table, their expressions instantly turned into the same style as Yao Shun.

In order to help Yang Xiaoyu sell all the flowers, Qiao Yang never stopped his hands for a day, and sweat was already oozing out of his forehead.

Yang Xiaoyu was like a young wife, helping to crush the peony petals next to her, but her eyes kept secretly looking at Qiao Yang.

When he needed it, he picked up a towel and carefully helped Qiao Yang wipe away the sweat beads.

Qiao Yang continued to be busy without looking at him, preparing for the afternoon flower sale.

"Isn't this a couple?"

"I feel like this damn dead girl didn't tell the truth."

“Additional.”

The three of them looked at Qiao Yang and Yang Xiaoyu's intimate appearance and began to fantasize about what shameful things they did under the name of brother and sister behind their backs.

"We should stay and help in the afternoon."

"I don't seem to have anything to do if I can't help."

"Then stay here, there are at least two girls here."

"That's it."

...

Before dark, Qiao Yang helped Yang Xiaoyu and the others sell all the flowers, and the income was twice as much as Zhao Xiaohong expected.

This made Zhao Xiaohong very happy, saying that she wanted to pay dividends to Qiao Yang and Yang Xiaoyu.

Qiao Yang only returned the 1,000 yuan material fee he had given before, and then dragged the three people in the dormitory who were reluctant to leave and returned to the boys' dormitory.

"God, why don't you give the other two girls your contact information?"

“Because there is no need.”

As soon as Yao Shun returned to the dormitory, he grabbed Qiao Yang's clothes and almost knelt down for him.

How can you be so ruthless as a man?

"Can't you tell them my contact information?"

"Your? I don't know."

Embarrassing.

Only then did the three people in the dormitory remember that they had not exchanged contact numbers with Qiao Yang.

The three of them hurriedly took out their cell phones.

"This is my phone number."

"And mine."

"Next time a girl asks you for contact information, you can give me mine. I don't mind, the more you have, the better."

Qiao Yang also took out his cell phone and scanned the QR codes of the three people.

"Okay, depending on the situation, if you really can't shirk it, you will do this."

In fact, if you tell others your roommate’s mobile phone number, you can still contact him.

If it is not necessary, Qiao Yang doesn't want to do this.

Women will only affect his studies. Except for Yang Xiaoyu, he really can't let go. He really hasn't been interested in communicating too much for other girls.

"By the way, it's March now, where do those peonies come from? I remember correctly that the peony season is May."

"It's been 2032, you may not have heard of greenhouse planting."

"That's right, that's fine, I'll go take a shower and go to bed."

After chatting for a few casual words, Jiang Fan was the first to stand up and said he wanted to take a shower.

Zhao Huo and Yao Shun sat back in front of their computers and prepared to start their battle in the game.

Qiao Yang took off his smart watch strap from his pocket. In the afternoon, in order to make those foods, he took off his smart watch and didn't wear it for the whole afternoon.

When he was wearing a smart watch, he suddenly found that the system information had changed.

"Help your fiancée sell all the peony flowers to complete, and get time acceleration (one hour)"

"Time acceleration: Make the time lapse of a single object 1-100 times faster. Stare at the object that needs to be accelerated, silently recite the acceleration multiple, and stop in the middle, silently recite the stop, deduct the corresponding time."

Qiao Yang looked forward. The task of the high school girl was still there before, but the task of Xiaoyu was missing in the afternoon.

According to the rules of the previous system, this is very abnormal.

Time stagnation and time acceleration, these two rewards are very similar. Does it mean that this task was changed in the afternoon?

Could it be that the guy learned the best time he cheated on the system reward last time?

Qiao Yang couldn't help but complain that the system had no moral integrity and was playing tricks on him.

To calm down, Qiao Yang took out an old book with two fingers from his suitcase.

This time he will read the music score.

Although theoretical knowledge has been remembered in his mind for a long time, if you take your own understanding and read it again, it will not be learning, but improving your understanding of music theory.

It’s no longer imitating and learning from others, but writing your own things through groping

School will start tomorrow. He, a transfer student at Capital University, cannot lose his face as his old man.

As soon as I turned the first page, Jiang Fan's ghost howl came from the dormitory and bathroom.

"It's over, I forgot about the homework assigned by Professor Zhang."

Before Qiao Yang understood what was going on, he saw Zhao Huo and Yao Shun's bodies froze at the same time, and the computer screen was also in amazement, leaving only the little people in the computer screen leisurely passing through their bodies.

"Brother Zhao, Yao Zi, who did you write it? Lend me to watch it." Jiang Fan grabbed the bathroom door and poked his head out to ask for help from the two of them.
Chapter completed!