Fat Sister became a top star after participating in a stall variety show

Shen Miaoyan lit the painted house on fire. Strangely enough, the boy who was still struggling in pain turned over and fell asleep snoring.

Lao Tie looked at his son blankly. He had not slept well recently. Naturally, the child had not slept well either.

The purring grew louder.

But Boss Zhao rubbed his eyes. He didn't know if he had seen it wrong, because he saw a black shadow flying from Lao Tie's son.

Some viewers in the live broadcast room also thought they were dazzled.

[I just seemed to see something. Could it be that I was dazzled? 】

[Plus one, I saw it too. It doesn’t look like a dazzle. There is really something dirty on this child! 】

[Master is mighty! 】

[Why do you call this an old man who doesn’t believe in the master? Why didn’t he kneel down under the master’s robe in the end?Add money, add money! 】

After the yellow paper in Shen Miaoyan's hand burned out, everyone didn't know if it was an illusion, but they felt that they heard someone speaking, and the tone was that of an old man.

Chu Lin took a breath of cold air, turned around and looked around: "What's the sound?"

"Ahem, brat, for the sake of having a new house, I won't follow you."

"Otherwise, I will make you eat until you die!"

"My old woman is very vindictive."

"This new house looks pretty good. It's much better than the place I lived before. I'm barely satisfied."

The voice seemed to be absent, and everyone looked around, trying to find who was speaking.

Shen Miaoyan looked in one direction, then silently looked away after a long time.

"she left."

gone?

Lao Tie looked at Shen Miaoyan and then at his son.

Shen Miaoyan ordered:
"He can't control himself in the past few days and eats too much. In the next half month, he will eat less and more meals, and try to drink as much porridge as possible to keep him healthy."

"When he wakes up, he won't remember what happened in the past few days. This incident is also a small punishment for him."

Lao Tie felt that his entire life had been overturned.

But then, Lao Tie's phone rang, and he picked it up. The other party was the landlord of the house.

The landlord sounded a little apologetic:

"I'm sorry, there's something going on at home recently. Do you still want this house?"

"If you still want it, I'll give it to you at a discount of [-] yuan."

Lao Tie's first reaction was to look up at Shen Miaoyan!

Then, he nodded quickly: "Okay, it's settled. Ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Lao Tiehe got on the phone.

It solved two of his worries at once.

Lao Tie's original indifference and dislike for Shen Miaoyan had turned into respect.

Immediately afterwards, Lao Tie thought about the 2000 million he was going to lose, and couldn't help but feel depressed:

"Master, I can't see Taishan. I offended you so much just now. Please forgive me, Master!"

"I don't have much property, I only have a bunch of jade raw materials. If it hadn't happened today, I would have sent some jade stones to the master to express my gratitude, but...this pile of waste now, hey!"

Others also felt it was a pity, but what they were more emotional about was the 2000 million that Lao Tie lost.

There was light in Chu Lin's eyes, but when she heard the end, she felt a little depressed:
"This is strange enough. The stone you picked so carefully turned into scrap. Could it be that your friends deceived you?" "The friends you made are not good."

Lao Tie fell into silence and began to doubt.

Boss Zhao was more and more impressed by Shen Miaoyan's ability. He looked at her subconsciously: "Master, is there any way to do this?"

Lao Tie also looked at Shen Miaoyan!

Shen Miaoyan frowned: "The scrap matter has nothing to do with your son's matter."

Lao Tie breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Lin also picked up a stone and looked around, not knowing what the problem was.

Shen Miaoyan drew a tracking talisman on the spot. After lighting the talisman, the talisman turned into a little bee and headed in one direction.

Shen Miaoyan followed.

Chu Lin's eyes lit up and she quickly followed Shen Miaoyan, not forgetting to greet the people behind her: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Let's go quickly."

Others followed, some wanted to watch the excitement, and some were curious.

Little Bee did not leave the market, but went to a place dedicated to processing waste materials. The raw materials here were more and more mixed, piled together in a mess, and few people even looked at them.

Lao Tie was shocked: "Here, why are we looking at these scraps?"

Shen Miaoyan said calmly: "Buy it."

Instead of buying the raw materials, do you want to buy scraps?
Boss Zhao was shocked: "It looks like there are at least several tons of these scraps. Should we buy them all?"

Shen Miaoyan roughly scratched a piece and shook her head: "No, just this piece will be fine."

Lao Tie was silent for a while and nodded: "Okay, master, please wait a moment. I will contact the person in charge here."

Lao Tie left, but within a few minutes, he pulled a chubby man over, muttered a few words, pointed at a pile of fertilizer and said,

The man looked at the old iron, looked at the scraps, and added up: "Okay, since you want to use it to build a pond, I'll give it to you cheaper, 20. Take all this pile with you."

The old man made peace with it, and in less than 10 minutes, this pile of scraps was loaded into the car, and it was only waiting for an order to go to its destination.

Lao Tie gave the receipt to Shen Miaoyan: "Master, I have already finished all these scraps. Do you need me to help you find a warehouse to store them?"

Shen Miaoyan glanced at Lao Tie, who was sweating profusely, and showed a smile: "I don't have a warehouse to store it, can I store it in your warehouse temporarily?"

Lao Tie was stunned, but nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, no problem, I guarantee that there will be a lot of scraps."

The scraps were purchased and the group left.

But what they didn't know was that not even half an hour after they left, another group of people arrived and asked for a pile of scraps at a certain location.

The person in charge of scrap materials was a little confused: "What's going on today? I don't buy good wool materials, but some people like scrap materials?"

"Why is the waste here gone? Boss, did you throw away this pile of waste?" the group of people asked anxiously.

The person in charge raised his eyes and said: "It's just a pile of scraps. What's all the fuss about? That pile of materials is in the way, so I moved to another place. Then, it's over there!"

The group of people followed the direction of the person in charge's finger and saw that it turned out to be a mountain of waste.

There was a hint of surprise in their eyes, and they hurriedly said: "We want this pile of scraps, please give us a price!"

The person in charge dug his ears: "Oh, 200 million."

"It's just a pile of scraps, you're stealing money!" One person couldn't help it and screamed.

"If you think it's scrap, don't buy it. I still don't know what you're thinking. Don't you just want to pick out the scraps? If you want to pick up the scraps, so do I." The person in charge said disdainfully.

This group of people gritted their teeth: "Okay, 200 million is 200 million!" (End of Chapter)