The System Let Me Go Fortune Telling

After finally reaching five o'clock, Jasmine couldn't even care about the money in the box, and rushed into the flowerbed next to him like a gust of wind.

odor!

The cat must have left a scent. As long as it can follow the scent, it might be able to find it.

Found the smell!

It hurriedly followed the smell to a side alley, but soon it stopped.

On the wall!

It seems to have climbed to the top of the house along the outside of the air conditioner.

Jasmine was hesitating whether to continue chasing, Dahei and Misi also came over.

"Go home," Da Hei said to it, "the master is still waiting for us to eat Laba Congee."

Hearing that the owner was still waiting, Jasmine could only temporarily give up the idea of ​​chasing the cat.

It should come again tomorrow, right?

If you meet him again tomorrow, you must ask him if he wants to be his pet.

While thinking about this, Jasmine followed everyone back home.

...

Laba porridge is made by Tan Xiaoyu.

Wu Jun is not very clear about what Laba porridge in other places in Shu is like.

But the traditional Laba porridge in Xilin is salty.

Various vegetables, bacon, peanuts, dried tofu, and some red dates and other dried fruits are added to the porridge, which looks like a pot of smorgasbord.

Compared with the purely sweet Laba porridge, Wu Jun still feels this kind of taste is more comfortable.

There are not many people tonight, Zou Hai two, Fan Peng two, Tan Xiaoyu and him, Jia Lao Niu and Su Hao Ran, plus Mi Si Si and Bonnie, there are exactly ten people.

In addition to Laba Congee, Tan Xiaoyu also prepared many dishes, the most striking is a large plate of eel fillets.

It is said that in order to make this dish, she went to Wangshan Fish Village to consult a professional chef in the afternoon.

It was the first time that Bonnie saw this way of eating together, and it was also the first time that she saw so many different dishes, and she couldn't help feeling very fresh.

She had heard people say before that except for a few big cities in China, other places are very poor.

But for most of the day in Xilin City today, she completely changed this view.

In her opinion, the five-dollar balloons are not cheap anymore, but she has sold hundreds of them today!

Missi is even more powerful than her, so there are people lining up to buy one hundred yuan of abstract paintings!

This is unthinkable in London and even in England as a whole.

Art is indeed a very good thing, but the appreciation and pursuit of art by ordinary people is not so enthusiastic.

Of course, what surprised her most was Jasmine.

Just taking pictures with people, I made more than 20,000 yuan today, which is more than 2,000 pounds. Many people in London can't make that much in a month!

Of course this is in the city.

Now she has come to a remote rural area, which may not be considered a rural area, anyway, it is not the kind of economically developed area.

I thought that dinner would not be very rich, but when she came in just now, she felt like she had walked into a grand banquet.

With such a big table, the dishes on it almost can’t fit!

Not to mention ten people, even twenty people are more than enough.

She took a few photos quietly just now. If anyone tells her that China is poor in the future, she will directly show them these photos. This is a dinner in China’s rural areas. It is estimated that those guys will shut up obediently. .

After everyone was seated, Tan Xiaoyu carried a large beer glass and put it in front of Su Haoran.

"What's this?" Qiu Zhen's eyes widened, looking at the bright red liquid in the cup, "How come it smells so fishy?"

Lao Niu said solemnly: "Eel blood is mixed with white wine to nourish his kidney."

Qiu Ming's face turned red when he heard it, and he stepped on Su Hao under the table and said in a very small voice: "Drink less!"

Su Hao looked at him innocently, and I didn't want to drink it either!

Wouldn't it be too much for such a big cup?

He had another nosebleed in the morning.

And it goes without saying that the smell of eel blood, just smelling it, makes my throat feel uncomfortable.

"Drink it," Wu Jun said with a smile, "I have kept it in the fish pond behind for two years, and it is probably gone now."

Su Hao sighed inwardly, pinched his nose and drank a large glass.

In fact, there is not much blood in the eel, and most of it is white wine. After drinking it, he immediately felt like a fire in his stomach, his face immediately turned red, and his head was dizzy.

After drinking so much wine on an empty stomach, it is estimated that I will not be able to eat porridge with my mother when I go back next time.

"Then we are officially eating!"

After Qin Xiaoyu filled everyone with a large bowl of porridge, and after preparing food for Dahei and Jasmine, he took off his apron and sat down.

Looking at the big bowl of fragrant porridge in front of him, Wu Jun couldn't wait to taste it.

Although it is not a top delicacy, it is a tradition to eat Laba porridge, and it is only eaten once a year, so it tastes special.

"How about master," Qin Xiaoyu asked nervously, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious," Wu Jun said vaguely while eating the porridge, "it smells like grandma."

After speaking, I found that everyone had an inexplicable smile on their faces, which made them feel strange.

What's wrong? Everyone, it's like holding an egg in your mouth. The Laba porridge cooked by grandma in the past tasted like this, and he didn't talk nonsense.

Qin Xiaoyu's face was also reddened, Wu Jun guessed that she was cooking in the kitchen, it was a bit hot.

"It's weird," Qin Xiaoyu said, diverting Wu Jun's attention, "Why doesn't Jasmine eat?"

Wu Jun found out that the porridge and vegetables in the bowl in front of Jasmine hadn't moved.

This is a bit abnormal.

In the past, except for dog food, this product had its eyes glowing as long as it saw what was being eaten, but today there was a large bowl of porridge in front of it, and it was sitting there in a daze.

Could it be that Qin Xiaoyu has made too many delicious foods during this period, and is now picky eaters?

Still sick?

"Jasmine, why don't you eat it?"

When he called out, Jasmine seemed to recover suddenly, quickly ate the porridge in front of him, and then ran out quickly.

Wu Jun shook his head, forget it, leave it alone, as long as you are not sick.

"You two," Wu Jun asked Missi again, "how much did you make today?"

Missi said proudly: "Bonnie made two thousand yuan, I made almost ten thousand yuan!"

"A lot!"

Wu Jun is a little surprised. An eleven or twelve-year-old girl can make ten thousand yuan in most of the day. Did you rob a small shop?

But he soon understood that it was probably her family who was secretly supporting her.

If you see through it, don't tell it through, as long as the child is happy.

When Wu Jun was asking about today's income, Da Hei also walked out quietly, and it was temporarily unable to let its owner know about its stock trading.

Wu Jun looked at its back, feeling that these two guys are a little strange today, and he will have to observe it later.

...

After a lively dinner, Wu Jun came to the Caolu to sit down.

Now he is used to sitting here, and it has been a long time since he went to sleep in the bedroom.

Hum——

The energy of the heavenly master dissipated, and everything within 1,000 meters in diameter clearly appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Da Hei is sitting on the bed looking at the tablet.

K-line chart?

Wu Jun was a little stunned. Is Da Hei smart enough to start trading in stocks?

By the way, Lao Niu doesn’t seem to know how to trade stocks. Who did Da Hei learn from?

Wu Jun admitted that he rarely asked about Dahei's learning situation, and he didn't expect it to learn how advanced it was. Even if he got a college degree, he couldn't go out to find a job.

But he never expected that this guy had already traded in stocks, and he looked pretty good, and he succeeded in bargaining today and earned 18 points.

This vision was so harsh that even he would admire it.

It seems that you have to pay more attention to the big black in the future, maybe you can train a financial expert?

Looking at Jasmine again, it was completely inconsistent with its usual style of falling asleep on the ground. The appearance of rubbing and itching on the bed made Wu Jun want to laugh a little.

Jasmine, who was usually heartless and heartless, was also worried.

Having put away the celestial master energy, Wu Jun began to immerse himself in the flying needle cultivation.

...

In the next two days, Da Hei and the others continued to play the "money game" in the downtown area, but Jasmine never saw the kitten again.

This made it feel very disappointed. In the last afternoon, the photos were all slouched, and they couldn't even take any interest in the penny.

Da Hei borrowed an office from Su Hao Ran and began to calculate the income and share of the past few days.

Bonnie made 5538 yuan from selling balloons, and Missi, with the secret help of her Big Brother, made 30,000 yuan from selling paintings.

Da Hei decided that the money belonged to them, and at the same time, the money that Jasmine made would not be shared with them.

"I agree!" Missi has become a little bit intoxicated these days, and he has begun to suspect that he has really awakened his talent for painting, "Bonnie, I can give you ten thousand!"

"thanks!"

In three days, Jasmine made 55,000 yuan. Despite Feng Shui stone, there were fewer people taking pictures in the next two days. The key is that Jasmine is in no state at all.

It's not easy to criticize Da Hei, as long as it has income.

Dahei’s stock has grown by 38 percentage points, excluding 550,000 principal and taxes, a total of 200,000 net profits.

Mi Sisi and the others divided 20,000, and Su Hao got 10,000. The remaining 170,000 and Jasmine’s more than 50,000 yuan were kept in the stock trading account. It will continue to operate with the money until it earns 1,000. Up to ten thousand.

Another 20,000 yuan was allocated, and Missi and Bonnie were very generous in asking for a dinner.

"We're leaving after dinner," Missi said reluctantly, "I don't know when we meet again next time."

Dahei: "We will meet again soon."

"Really?" Bonnie's big sky blue eyes lit up, but they soon dimmed. "Although I like this place very much, I shouldn't come to China again in a short time."

In its view, the chance of the master named Wu Jun taking Da Hei to London is almost zero.

No one would take two dogs so big to travel so far away, and dogs like Dahei and Jasmine should not be allowed to fly.

"Trust me." Da Hei said with the tablet.

Missi asked a little surprised: "Da Hei, why are you so sure?"

Daikoku smiled mysteriously: "Intuition."

It used to have no intuition about other things except stocks, but just now, it clearly felt it.

Although he didn't know the exact time and how to meet him, he was sure that he would meet Bonnie again, and it was not a trip, because of something very important.

It is also very fond of Bonnie, a little foreign girl.

And I heard Missi accidentally said that there is an old castle in their house, and it feels that it can be visited, which can be regarded as a little more experience.

So it is also full of expectations for the next meeting.

"That's great," Bonnie said with her arms around Da Hei's neck. "If you really come to London, you must come to my house!"

"must."

Seeing that Da Hei and Bonnie were so close, Jasmine didn't feel sour today, not even at all.

It was thinking about the cat.

Missi and Bonnie are going to leave soon, and it is going back to the days when there is nothing to do all day, and it can't come out casually.

So it is considering whether to take advantage of this last opportunity and look for it again.

"Let's go, I invite you to dinner!"

Following the cheerful Mi Si Si, Jasmine followed them and left the headquarters of West Forest. On the way to the hotel, her eyes suddenly lit up and her two big ears stood up.

It smelled the smell of blood, and the smell of that cat!

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