Star Treasure Mama mighty

Chapter 117
Bai Ziyue didn't know what happened on the Frontier Defense Star, all her classmates were locked in a small black room, but she got a few days of vacation because of a blessing in disguise, and was ruthlessly kicked out of the teaching staff after being dragged by Uncle Bai to contact her father Single dormitory.

Fortunately, this trip was not in vain. Before leaving, I got two boxes of pure milk, several bags of five-spice beef jerky, and snacks such as egg yolk pie, dragon beard crisps, plums, jujube cakes, and hot and sour fish Several.

Bai Ziyue was moved to the point of tears. Pregnant women are treated differently. The quantity and quality of snacks have increased significantly. Uncle Bai was not so generous in the past few times.

"So you should tell the truth sooner." The little milk voice was still worried about the host's concealed behavior in the past two months. "If the news had been announced earlier, Baozi would not be malnourished."

Bai Ziyue was embarrassed, "I remember the doctor just said that the exercise was a bit too much, and didn't say that the fetus was malnourished?"

There was nothing wrong with these words, but the little Naiyin was speechless and could only remain silent.

Brain stopped chatting, Bai Ziyue didn't force it, and lay lazily on the bed looking at the small shelves on the LAN. It has been on sale all morning, and I don't know if anyone who knows the goods (taken advantage of it) has placed an order, but unfortunately there is not.

"God bless, it must be sold," Bai Ziyue clasped his hands together, shaking towards the ceiling, "Whether the steamed stuffed bun has milk powder or not depends on the ticket."

The little Naiyin endured and endured, but she still couldn't hold back her voice, "You treat it as a robbery or stealing, and you only rely on this ticket, and you are not afraid of being misunderstood by others."

"Auyou, it's not important," Bai Ziyue expressed despair at the system's turbulence. Isn't the most important thing is to pray for the embroidered handkerchief to be sold quickly~
The little Naiyin was also in despair, "Just as long as you are happy."

Although it didn't think it could sell the embroidered handkerchief at such an unscrupulous price, it still posted an advertisement on the forum with the intention of sharing the host's worries, the content is as follows:
This is the mysterious skill that every lady on the ancient earth must learn, and the inherited skill that allows interstellar people to enjoy the visual feast-Su embroidery.

If you want to own an exquisite embroidered handkerchief, come and take a look.

The picture of the finished embroidered handkerchief and the coordinates of the shelf are simply and crudely attached at the end of the article.

Bai Ziyue just felt a toothache after watching it, "This ad is too meaningless, I guess not many people will read it~"

The little milk said in a cool voice, "You can write what you want."

It is just an advanced brain with its own parenting system, and it is already very good to take the initiative to share the worries of the host.

"Okay then," Bai Ziyue sighed, resolutely churning out the click-through rate of her own embroidery, which was so tragic that it didn't break double digits, which made her feel very sad, "My parents worked so hard to bring me up, Do you want to raise buns for me?"

I'm so sorry for them.

"Having such a daughter, they really worked hard," the little milk said in a strange voice.

Bai Ziyue almost had a mouthful of old blood in her throat, what's wrong with a daughter like her, is she bad?
Obviously she is well-behaved and sensible. She is a caring little padded jacket from her parents. She has been favored by her elders since she was a child.

Forget it, she is a kind and magnanimous little beauty, not as knowledgeable as an artificial intelligence brain without emotions and human touch.

Xiao Naiyin was so angry that the intelligent center was about to collapse, and at the critical moment, the message prompt sounded on the shelf,
"Ding Dong, you have a new message."

As if a certain switch had been turned on, the beeps kept ringing one after another, and soon broke the three-digit number.

Bai Ziyue beamed with joy, "That's great, the advertisement must have worked."

"Just now you thought it was meaningless," Xiao Naiyin muttered unhappily.

"Oh, I was in a hurry." Bai Ziyue immediately admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, please bear with me."

What can Xiao Naiyin do? No matter how thick-skinned he is, he is still its host. The host who is pregnant with a milk baby can't be beaten or scolded, so he has to accept his fate.

Bai Ziyue didn't care if her system was choked or not, she was looking through the product's comments, and her face became darker the more she looked at it.

What's the matter, there are thousands of comments and none of them are optimistic.

Serious Xue: It looks very pretty, but it is too extravagant to buy a handkerchief to wipe your mouth.

Black Swan: Cargo owner and profiteer, blacker than my name.

Incomparable beauty: purely passing by, and condemning the black heart of the owner by the way.

Stop your hypocrisy: profiteers get out of the virtual network, no one is taken advantage of here!
……

Either a profiteer or an unscrupulous businessman, scolding Bai Ziyue all over his head made him feel bad.

Fortunately, Yishui's sour words are more pertinent. A certain netizen named Jiuniang Xiaotangyuan said this: "The handkerchief is very beautiful. If it is really hand-embroidered with one stitch and one thread, it will be as good as ninety-nine." Not too expensive. '

With tears in her eyes, Bai Ziyue finally met someone who knows how to do it.

Isn't her handkerchief embroidered stitch by stitch, it's no problem to use it as a family heirloom, is it expensive for [-] credits?

Of course not expensive!

"But they don't believe it's embroidered by hand, what can you do?" Little Naiyin was a little annoyed, "It's more worry-free to sell boxed lunches and snacks, the cost is small, and it doesn't take too much effort."

Bai Ziyue frowned, "The cost of selling food is not small. Energy stoves and pots and pans are not cheap. If you want to make snacks, you have to buy an oven and find a spacious kitchen. Uh~ I don't have so many credits."

But the little milk voice said proudly, "Don't worry about having no kitchen utensils. I saw the kitchen at your uncle's this morning. It has everything you want, and it's complete. You just need to ask to borrow it."

Bai Ziyue didn't know what to say. She just sat in Uncle Bai's living room for a while without passing through the kitchen. How did Little Naiyin see it?
However, there is even an oven, and my uncle should have the habit of firing his own fire. Maybe she can discuss with him, and occasionally go for a meal or something.

"What are you doing, do it yourself," said the little Naiyin, who was still thinking about the host's change of career. To put it bluntly, she was not optimistic about the great embroidery business.

It's not that it has no vision, but that it is very difficult for everyone to earn credits to fill their stomachs and buy daily necessities in this poor place. How can they be so extravagant that they can spend [-] credits on a useless embroidered handkerchief, and when they leave the labor camp, they will be on the star network. More or less.

Those expensive wives and young ladies who have money and leisure will definitely be willing to buy a piece and pretend to be aggressive.

Bai Ziyue's glass heart was about to shatter into pieces, "You supported me in selling embroidery a few days ago..."

How long has it changed? It's not reliable at all.

Xiao Naiyin defended confidently, "It's not because there are no kitchen utensils and venues, so I can't cook and sell food, so I can only support you to try embroidery."

Now that the news of the host's pregnancy has been exposed, and Uncle Bai has kitchen utensils, he should not be rejected if he asks him to borrow the venue.

"I understand what you mean," Bai Ziyue suddenly said, "It's just a pretext to make money for milk powder!"

The little milk said in a dull tone, "I just borrowed the kitchen, how can I lie to you?"

Bai Ziyue smiled suddenly, "I said, you seem to have confidence in my cooking skills, little Naiyin!"

The little Naiyin was dumbfounded, "Didn't you say that it is much better than the big pot of rice in the cafeteria?"

"That's right, I said it," Bai Ziyue readily admitted, "But is it useful to just admit it myself? What if other people don't think so?"

Little milk voice: "..." I have a saying about MMP, I don't know if I should say it or not!
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(End of this chapter)