Rebirth with Space Materials: Little Cannon Fodder Awakens

Shi Qinghuan was satisfied after hearing Zong Youwei's words. Although she already owned six houses in Beijing, one of the six houses was left by the original owner's parents and must not be moved.

As for the other five houses, which are windfalls, although Mu Fusheng said that those five houses are all ownerless, there is no guarantee that there will be no accidents.

Therefore, she will not move those five houses in the next two or three years. This makes her, who is obsessed with houses, extremely uncomfortable. This is also the main reason why she is eager to make money.

But now her mind has changed, because she now knows that she will have a lot of houses, so her desire to make money to buy a house immediately becomes smaller.

Immediately, the tight string in her mind was relieved, which made her whole body relax.

"What's wrong with you? Why do I feel that you have changed?" Zong Youwei, who noticed the change in Shi Qinghuan's aura, asked Shi Qinghuan.

"Nothing, I just figured out some things."

"It seems like it's not a small matter, otherwise the aura around you wouldn't be so obvious."

"Yes."

"Can you tell me what you figured out?"

"That won't work. How long will it take for the meal to be ready? I'm already a little hungry."

"It should be soon. I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, Zong Youwei came out of the kitchen, and then he said to the waiter Qinghuan: "The food will be ready soon. Let's wash our hands first."

Shi Qinghuan nodded after hearing Zong Youwei's words, and she and Zong Youwei went to the bathroom to wash their hands.

After they washed their hands and came out of the bathroom, they saw the chef bringing the prepared meals to the table. They couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

So the two of them looked at each other, sat down at the dinner table and started eating.

More than half an hour later, Shi Qinghuan endured her bloated stomach and ate the last shrimp. Then she lay on the chair and said to Zong Youwei: "I can't do it anymore. Go and get me something to eat."

"I can't do it either. You can talk to the chef yourself." "Then call the people out."

"Mary, please come out. I need your help with something."

Mary walked out of the kitchen immediately after hearing Zong Youwei's words. Then she asked Zong Youwei in broken Mandarin: "Sir, what do you need my help with?"

"Ask her."

"Mary, I have eaten too much. Is there any way you can help me digest it faster?"

"Yes, I have hawthorn pills. I'll get them for you right away." After Mary finished speaking, she quickly turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

When she came out of the kitchen, she had a bowl of hawthorn pills in her hand. Then she put the hawthorn pills on the table and went back to the kitchen.

"Would you like to take two pills too?" Shi Qinghuan asked Chaozong Youwei after taking one hawthorn pill and feeling it tasted good.

"I won't eat it. It's so sour, so you girls only like it."

"Okay, then this bowl of hawthorn pills belongs to me. I'll take it away later."

"Like it so much? I'll ask Mary to pack some more for you to take back later."

"No, this much is enough. I estimate that I will go back in a day or two. If you have time, you can come to my place to play."

"I'm afraid it won't work this time, but I will definitely go to your place to play when I have free time."

"Okay, then I'll go back first."

"I send you."

"No, there's no danger in broad daylight." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he wrapped up the uneaten hawthorn pills and put them in his pocket, then turned and walked out of the house.