Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 362 Going to the Lu Family (3)

"Nanshu, there are so many people, when will you be able to limit them?"

"It's not enough."

"Nanshu, sell more!"

"Nanshu, raise the price!"

In this way, fewer people will rob you.

Nan Shu couldn't laugh or cry, "I can't sell so much food for the time being, and there is no way to limit the purchase limit. Everyone should leave. Such a long line is really unnecessary."

"No."

"We'll just wait here!"

Nan Shu wanted to persuade her again, but she saw, in the crowded crowd, a woman with ten centimeter high heels pushed aside the crowd and ran straight in front of her.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way—!"

Wearing a red dress and black high-heeled shoes, he is quite thin, with exquisite makeup on his pretty face, and his lips are pursed tightly, looking very impatient.

The originally crowded crowd was forced out of a way by her.

She walked up to Nan Shu, raised her head, stepped on shoes ten centimeters high, and painted bright red nail polish on her ten fingers. Instead of being aggressive, she looked aggressive.

"Nanshu, right? It can be regarded as appearing."

"who are you?"

She brushed her hair, "I'm Qin Hong, the daughter of Boss Yongyang."

Yongyang, a modest real estate developer in District [-].

"What do you want from me?" Nan Shu's face remained unchanged.

Qin Hong flicked the hand that was fiddling with her hair, and her long hair was thrown behind her.
"Of course there is something."

"I've tried your pastries, and the wine is also good. My dad likes it."

Nan Shu raised her eyebrows, "So?"

"So hurry up and make fifty copies for me." Qin Hong raised her bright red lips and squinted at Nanshu, "Fifty copies, don't make things difficult for you?"

"Limited purchase limit."

Nan Shu spat out these four words.

Qin Hong waved her hand, "I don't understand what is the purchase limit. You are actually open for business, so you have to try your best to meet our needs, and you will be punished with me."

The black high-heeled shoes were turning on the ground, Qin Hong put her hips on her hips, and added, "Don't worry, I won't lose any money from you."

Nan Shu smiled and lifted her lips, "Limited purchases, don't you understand?"

"I do not understand!"

"Then it's time to check your brain." Nan Shu replied very naturally.

"Hey! Nan Shu, what do you mean by that?"

"It means you're out of your mind."

To some extent, Nanshu's character is extremely willful and casual.

"Pfft."

There was laughter all around.

Nan Shu's resentment was really straightforward.

Qin Hong was angry, "Nan Shu, what the hell are you talking about!"

"It's just telling the truth." Nan Shu sneered, "Baiwei Pavilion doesn't do your business, you go, when will you be able to speak human words, and your brain is not stupid, come again."

"Nanshu—!"

"I paid for it!" Qin Hong stared, "Besides, this thing got into the mouths of our family. This is for your face. You are out of your mind, and you don't want to do our business?"

Wen Yin stood not far away, eyes wide open, trotted to Qin Hong, and said in a soft voice full of anger, "You're just out of your mind!"

Nan Shu looked at Wen Yin.

Wearing a light pink top, lace trim, a small white skirt that reaches to the knees, and a pair of white and tender feet in strappy sandals.

She frowned, and looked at Qin Hong angrily. She was smaller than others, but she was not weak at all.

Inexplicably, Nan Shu thought of Nan Jue.

The milk is fierce and the milk is fierce.

"Who are you? I'm talking to Nan Shu. You go."

Wen Yin puffed her face, "I'm Wen Yin, it's your wife..." Wen Yin paused for two seconds, as if she wasn't used to cursing, "You're so stupid, you don't even know about limited purchases."

And so fierce to Nan Shu.

Nan Shu bent her lips.

The little girl has fierce breasts, very cute.

"Go away, where did it come from, Miss Ben is too lazy to talk to you now, go as far as you can."

Wen Yin frowned, "Why are you doing this?"

Nan Shu stepped forward, stretched out her slender arms, pulled Wen Yin back behind her, and looked at her coldly: "Miss Qin, I also leave this message to you, as far as you can go, don't be an eyesore in front of me."

"It's just Yongyang Real Estate, and I, Nan Shu, don't like it."

Qin Hong glared, her face flushed red.

"Get lost." Nan Shu looked coldly and didn't bother to talk to her.

"Let's go, don't be ashamed."

"That is, a Yongyang real estate, what to do in front of Nan Shu."

Someone pointed at Qin Hong.

Qin Hong stomped her feet, feeling angry, and turned around abruptly, "Shut up!"

The pungent aura is very bluffing.

Several people were stunned and fell silent.

Qin Hong calmed down a bit, turned her head on her hips, and snorted at Nan Shu, "You will regret it later."

After finishing speaking, stepping on her ten-centimeter-high high heels, she rushed away angrily.

Nan Shu looked at the crowded crowd again, "It's all gone, don't be blocked, if there is a chance in the future, our store will do as much as possible."

Flour is okay, but the key is that there are few peach blossoms. Even if the purchase is limited, it will only be enough for a period of time.

"Really? That's a good deal, and we can do more in the future."

"Well, we're all waiting."

It just so happened that Zhenxiu Baiwei Pavilion was sold out and closed, and the crowd slowly dispersed.

Nan Shu said a few words to Xiao Yang, and pulled Wen Yin back to the side of Luhe Street.

There was a lot of people, and she was really worried that the little girl would be washed away by accident.

When the people were almost gone, Nan Shu started to walk towards the delicacies.

Wen Yin followed closely behind her.

Nan Shu heard the movement and turned to look at her.

"I'll also go to Zhende Baiwei Pavilion." Wen Yin laughed, the pure white looks like gardenias on the branches.

Nan Shu nodded, and slowed down her pace to let Wen Yin follow.

"Are you going to go shopping for food?"

Wen Yin nodded, then shook her head again, "I wanted it at first, but it's too late and it's gone. Now I want to go to Baiwei Pavilion to find your store manager."

"Why Bancai?"

"Uh-huh."

She came to return the book.

Nan Shu thought about He Bancai's seemingly gentle but shrewd temperament, and looked at Wen Yin's innocent and innocent appearance, bent her lips and smiled, and said nothing.

Soon after arriving at the corner of the street, Nan Shu opened the door by herself, and the two went in together.

He Bancai sat in his original position with a book spread out in front of him.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he pushed his glasses, stood up from his seat, and walked to Nan Shu's side. His gaze stayed on Wen Yin for a second, and then he looked at Nan Shu very quickly.

"President Nan."

Nan Shu noticed his eyes, smiled from the bottom of her heart, and replied, "She's Wen Yin, I just met on the way."

He Bancai nodded, and glanced at Wen Yin: "Well, we know each other."

"Friend." Nan Shu bent her lips, her eyes flickered.

He Bancai's face remained unchanged.

"Since we are friends, let's give them the cakes that will be sold tomorrow."

Wen Yin waved her hand, "No, no, no need."

Nan Shu looked at He Bancai, paused, and said with a smile, "It's just a little pastry, it's just a friend."

After finishing speaking, Nan Shu walked up to the second floor, "I won't bother you anymore."

Wen Yin stood where she was, looked at Nan Shu's figure disappearing from the corner, blinked, "I..."

"It's okay, just accept it."

He Bancai looked down at her and pointed to his seat: "Sit."

Wen Yin sat opposite He Bancai.

"Why did you come with Mr. Nan?"

Speaking of this, Wen Yin frowned, and told about the things on the road.

He Bancai listened to her quietly, and poured her a glass of water, "In the future, don't show up in such things, your small arms and legs can't beat others."

"I'm not young!" Wen Yin stared.

She is a little thinner, but her strength is actually great.

He Bancai glanced quickly at her chest, then looked away again: "Well, it's not small."

Wen Yin didn't notice his gaze, smiled, picked up the cup in front of him and took a small sip, satisfied.

He Bancai also laughed.

"By the way, you are a student of Oshuang, right?"

"Yes, Nan Shu and I are both in Emperor Aussie."

Wen Yin smiled, "I'm in the Department of Literature, and she's in the Department of Spiritual Plants."

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Nan Shu stayed on it for a full hour before coming down.

When he came down, Wen Yin was no longer in the store, and He Bancai was collecting books.

"Have you finished chatting with her?" Nan Shu had a narrow smile on her face.

He Bancai understood, he was thick-skinned, and his expression remained unchanged.

"Good eyesight."

He Bancai smiled, "Of course."

Nanshu's teeth are sore.

Instead, I asked about the situation in the store these days.

"Business is booming. There are a lot of people queuing up every day, and some people even come at dawn."

—

The fact that Luhe Street was crowded and attracted the police once again brought waves of heat.

The delicacy became famous again.

Leaving aside the common people, even the rich and powerful in the district are still yearning for the delicacies.

For the first time, they knew that apart from the dry and cold taste of the nutrient solution, Interstellar also had such a novel and wonderful taste.

But the daily purchase limit is very distressing, and there are so many people that they may not be able to buy it. For the first time, these people have tasted the feeling of having money and having nothing to spend.

Soon, the prices of the delicacies and delicacies were skyrocketing.

The original price was [-], but it was raised to millions after it was sold.

The rich in the first district are not short of this money.

These pastries were also quickly favored by celebrities and ladies.

He likes to eat cakes and drink sake, and at banquets, the most talked about delicacies are delicacies.

There are also people who don't understand these things, and when they are mentioned, they immediately arouse their curiosity.

The delicacies and delicacies are popular in the whole district.

As for other districts, we can only silently look forward to Nanshu's weekly live broadcast.

weekend.

Nan Shu started the live broadcast as usual.

This time, before she could speak, the barrage filled the screen.

Let her skip the commentary on the full screen and go straight to the food!
Nan Shu joked, "Impossible. Let's talk about the food culture first. If we talk about food, you probably won't be interested in listening."

Full screen wailing.

Another Xiuxiu reader said in the barrage: "No way! We can even resist your beauty, the host of Nanshu, and we are not afraid of food at all."

When Nan Shu saw it, she smiled and said, "Okay, then you can just look at my face, and you don't need to eat food."

The audience laughed.

After laughing, Nan Shu began to talk about food culture.

"The first realm of food culture is wrapping the belly, but it is worth mentioning that the 'drinking blood with hair' in the earliest Paleolithic Age does not belong to food culture."

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The audience raised their ears and listened very carefully.

Nan Shu said something roughly, very rough.

Before I knew it, an hour passed.

Nan Shu stopped and rested for a while.

The bullet screen swiped again, "Anchor Nanshu, we all understand! Let's serve food!"

Nan Shu waited for a while, continued the live broadcast, and successfully fulfilled their wish, "Okay, let's serve the food."

The barrage is boiling.

Nan Shu bent down and picked up a small white basin from under her feet.

The white basin was filled with ice cubes, and it was steaming.

Fingers pulled apart the ice cubes, revealing a sealed glass bottle.

A layer of mist had already appeared on the cup. Inside the cup was filled with a uniform orange liquid, and there were still plump and finely chopped grapefruits floating in it.

Honey Citron Tea.

Nan Shu continued to rummage through the ice, and soon found two sealed glass bottles.

One contains dark red fruit juice, the other has clear soup, and the lotus leaves stretch out, reflecting the clear water with a light green color.

In a blink of an eye, three glass bottles were placed on the table.

Nan Shu put the ice down again.

"what is this?"

"liquor?"

At any rate, he was someone who had watched Nan Shu's live broadcast twice, and knew something.

"The three new products are all iced, honey citron tea, peach juice, and lotus leaf tea."

The glass bottle is covered with mist, the original bright colors are blurred, and it is air-conditioned. It is definitely a good summer product.

Watching the live broadcast, the audience can't taste the taste, but it feels very refreshing to watch the cold air.

They still drank the ice water, and it was cool to the stomach after one gulp.

Nan Shu introduced three things to them one after another.

The food culture is very broad. She started with simple drinks and drinks, and then gradually transitioned to talk about real food and delicacies.

In a live broadcast, Nan Shu introduced three drinks and two pastries.

Subtly, the interstellar people are accepting this kind of thing, knowing the novel taste, different taste and delicious taste.

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The next day is Sunday.

Lu Xuan came to the door as usual, wearing a dark blue shirt, with sharp eyebrows and blue eyes.

Nan Shu saw it, "Is the military area busy?"

After thinking about it, he said, "Is it because of the Zerg?"

Zerg has always been difficult to deal with, fighting for several years is common.

Lu Xuan nodded, "Yes, the Zerg has come in and there are signs of the Federation approaching."

"What about the Levi Empire?"

"Their situation is not good, but compared to before, they are much better." Lu Xuan turned her wrist, "It's fine for now, don't worry."

Standing up, Nan Shu poured a glass of water.

Lu Xuan followed her, "Today is Fu Rui's birthday."

Handing him the cup, Nan Shu raised her eyebrows.

"He invited a few friends to the club, and I was included."

"Ok?"

Nan Shu didn't understand what Lu Xuan meant.

"Are you going together?"

After finishing speaking, Lu Xuan said again, "There are only a few people, and they are all friends."

Nan Shu thought for a while, "Which club?"

"Dark Venerable."

Anzun Nanshu had been there before, but it was only to discuss things with Wu Er, and he came and went in a hurry, so he didn't have a good time.

Nan Shu was a little moved, but thinking of Nan Jue, she still shook her head.

The Anzun clubhouse is not suitable for Nan Jue to go to.

Lu Xuan knew what Nan Shu was thinking, and said with a smile, "It's the weekend, take Xiao Jue to see Grandpa."

The two elderly people like children, and occasionally meet Nan Jue on weekends.

"I'll ask Xiao Jue."

Nan Shu went upstairs.

After a while, Nan Jue went downstairs wearing his shoes and raised his head: "Uncle Lu Xuan, do you want to see Grandpa Zeng?"

Lu Xuan nodded.

"Okay."

Nan Jue was very happy.

Lu Xuan looked behind him, "Together?"

Except for the last Chinese New Year, Nan Shu only saw the two old people once, and nodded, "Okay."

Lu Xuan took the two of them out.

Bypassing the winding mountain road, the black phantom drove directly into Lu's house.

Lu's house is very big, the car drove for a while, and stopped in the side hall.

What catches the eye is the carved white human sculpture, and the green grass is neatly trimmed.

(End of this chapter)