"What are you so bad... After moving bricks for a day, the boss will give you ten dollars?" Nie Wuming resisted the urge to vomit blood: "Next time to move more, move a little more, move a hundred thousand dollars."

"Okay captain." Foreign brick-moving friends nodded repeatedly.

"Captain, did you make money today?" the Taoist priest asked curiously.

"Ha... have you made money?" Nie Wuming's mouth raised, with a proud look on his face. He reached into his arms and took out a hundred-dollar bill from his arms: "Look clearly."

Seeing the hundred-yuan bill in Nie Wuming's hand, the four of them immediately arranged in a word and said in a word: "Captain Zhu Shen, handsome, handsome, handsome, powerful!"

"Captain is so great~ I want to give the captain a love~" The charming man hugged Nie Wuming.

Then I was slapped away...

Ye Wanwan silently looked at the hundred dollars in Nie Wuming's hands...

Could it be the one hundred yuan she gave to buy the gift?

"I hate the captain... the captain is so bad... even when I get angry, I am so handsome... I love the captain~" The charming man's expression became even more admirable.

"Xiao Tiantian, throw him out." Nie Wuming said.

"Okay captain." A foreign friend wiped his hands and threw the charming man out of the food stall like a chicken.

In just half a quarter of an hour, the charming man rushed back and pointed at his foreign brick-moving friend: "You are a stinky brick-moving man, and then use your claws to touch my mother's delicate skin. I will make you lose your son and grandson!"

"Husband, don't you feel sorry for him bullying me? Am I still your favorite little heart~" The charming man held the arm of the handsome man in the iceberg.

At this moment, looking at these drama artists, the boss finally endured it: "Give the money quickly! You guys are crazy!"

"Boss, be cheaper, get a discount." Nie Wuming said.

Staring at the scattered banknotes in Nie Wuming's hands, a total of only 160 yuan, the boss sneered: "How about a fracture?"

"Boss, let's do it..." Nie Wuming took out a piece of bone product from somewhere, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "This is a deep pool pig crocodile I hunted from the ice field in the extreme north. It was forged with lost techniques. I usually sell it for 100,000 yuan. Today I'm cheaper. How about the money for food?"

"Boss, you made a profit!" The charming man quickly spoke.

"Boss, please accept it quickly. If you feel embarrassed, then give our captain a few bowls of dumplings." The foreign brick-moving friend nodded.

At this moment, the boss is already full of black lines. It’s okay for these people to eat the king’s meal... Now they still regard him as a fool...

"I said you grandma!" The boss picked up the kitchen knife and looked like I was killing you.

In the corner, Ye Wanwan watched the show for a long time and finally couldn't sit still. She coughed lightly and got up and walked over, took out three hundred yuan, and placed it next to Nie Wuming: "Lend it to you..."

Let's leave quickly and stop stinging my eyes.

"Huh... Miss Ye Youming, such a coincidence!" Nie Wuming was a little surprised, and then grabbed the 300 yuan Ye Wanwan put on the table, and never wanted to let go again.

At this moment, the man dressed in a Taoist look at Ye Wanwan, his eyes lit up, "Captain, where did you know such a little beauty..."

"The customer who set up a stall is named Ye Youming. Not to mention this name, he really has a fate with me." Nie Wuming touched his chin and said.

Ye Wanwan was speechless for a moment. He even took the name he just reported casually...

"Oh... Captain, you are a legend in this world after all... Now you have to rely on a girl to help..." The evil Taoist priest looked heartbroken.
Chapter completed!