The invincible innocence of bottle evil

Chapter 94 Happy New Year sev

"Brother, it's almost Chinese New Year, let's go out tonight, buy some New Year's goods and buy some new clothes." Wu Xie said with a smile.

The oily bottle nodded.

Wu Xie turned around and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, then asked, "Are we eating at home today? Or outside?"

Poker Bottle didn't hesitate, and said, "Home."

Wu Xie smiled brightly: "Brother, to grab a person's heart, you have to grab that guy's stomach first. Do you think I have successfully captured you?"

Poker bottle looked at the refrigerator expressionlessly and did not speak.

Wu Xie felt bored, followed Poker's gaze to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, looked around, and shouted to the back room: "Brother, there's nothing to eat in the refrigerator, I'll go out and buy it now."

Poker-Face stood up silently, walked to the entrance, put on his coat, stuffed the wallet key from the drawer into his pocket, put on his shoes and stood there waiting for Wu Xie.

Wu Xie walked over with a smile, stretched out his arms naturally, and let Poker Fing put on his coat. Looking at the blue hoodie on Poker Fing's body that has never changed for thousands of years, he thought about going out for a while and must do it for his little brother. Get some outfits.

Poker-face seemed to understand what Wu Xie was thinking, and said, "Go to the market first, and go to the supermarket at night."

Wu Xie froze for a moment, nodded, and then the two of them went out.

It was the same little Jinbei from back then, sitting on the passenger seat in a stuffy and familiar way, Wu Xie smiled and put on the seat belt, started the car and started to walk.

As the year was approaching, the vegetable market was crowded with people, so Wu Xie casually parked the little gold cup in a toll parking lot, and then walked over like a real vegetable market by leading Poker Ping.

The vegetable market is crowded with people, and there are constant calls of all kinds.Wu Xie looked dazzled at the noisy neighborhood, and said to Boyouping: "Brother, what do you want to eat?"

The stuffy oil bottle shook his head.

Wu Xie looked at him with a smile: "You guys have never been picky eaters to make a living, so that's it, we will buy one catty for anything your eyes rest on for three seconds, and two catties for more than three seconds. Pay directly and take away."

Poker bottle shook, said: "Listen to you."

Wu Xie thought for a while, then took out a small notepad from his pocket, took out a pen, and wrote casually: "Rice, potatoes, carrots, cabbage, peppers, leeks, pork, beef, walnuts, dumpling powder... ..." He raised his head abruptly and asked, "Brother, how many catties can you carry?"

Poker-Face thought about it for a while, and he didn't have any substantive concepts about these, but looking at Wu Xie's expectant eyes, he still said, "Five or sixty catties should be no problem."

Wu Xie nodded, put away her pen, and rushed into the crowd with Poker Bottle.

Buying is an impulse of original sin, and Wu Xie is no exception. He was exaggerated by the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, and bought a lot of things, big and small. Most of the things were hung on the Poker bottle. The hands of the bottle were not afraid of being seen, and the two shuttled through the market gracefully.

When he came to a fruit stand, Poker-Face stopped and looked at the colorful fruits. He looked at Wu Xie expectantly.

Wu Xie hurriedly asked knowingly: "What do you want to eat, little brother?"

Poker-Face's eyes fell on the fruit stand casually, obviously looking around casually, but Wu Xie still judged very accurately how long his eyes stayed on different fruits.

"Two catties of apples, a handful of bananas, four dragon fruits, one watermelon, one grapefruit, a bunch of grapes, and a bunch of mare's milk." Wu Xie reported.

It may be the first time the fruit seller saw this posture, and he immediately threw Wu Xie a handful of reusable bags and asked him to pick them himself.Wu Xie was also not polite, he started quickly, not at all like a young man who came out to buy for the first time, he quickly picked out the fruits he needed, and waited for the seller to pay for them one by one.

(End of this chapter)