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Chapter 110 Ice Cream in a Bucket, Sad Yuan Jun! (Ask for the first order!)
The sky was blue and the wind was bitterly cold.

The afternoon sun shone on my body, and it was very warm and comfortable.

Next to the food store in the government compound of Sijiu City, Li Mu and his party lazily waited for Yuan Jun's arrival.

With the sound of a bicycle bell, Yuan Jun stepped on his bicycle and galloped forward.

Looking at the bucket in Yuan Jun's hand, Li Mu and his party showed strange eyes.

Zheng Tong in the crowd joked: "Yuan Jun, I think you are sick, and you are carrying a bucket to buy ice cream in winter! Do you want to have diarrhea or something?"

Yuan Jun said carelessly: "I'm so happy, sir, I'm rich, what's the matter? If you want to eat ice cream today, you have to eat enough. Today's business is done today, maybe tomorrow I will change the play and eat iron broad beans .”

Zheng Tong said disapprovingly: "I think you are burned by money. You just sold some things and have some money in your hand, so you can't find Bei."

Just when the two were joking, a group of people walked into the food store.

The salesperson at the store saw Li Mu and others coming in, and asked softly, "What are you buying?"

Before Li Mu and others could speak, Yuan Jun said in a wealthy tone, "Let's buy ice cream."

Upon hearing this, the salesperson opened the freezer and asked, "How many boxes do you want?"

Yuan Jun waved his hand grandly, and asked, "How many do you have in total?"

The salesman's service attitude was not very good. After hearing what the reinforcements said, he rolled his eyes and said bluntly, "It's none of your business how much I have. I just ask how many boxes you want?"

Yuan Jun was not annoyed when he heard the words, and said arrogantly: "Of course it's none of my business, I'm afraid you don't have so many goods here."

After hearing this, the salesperson became a little impatient, glanced at Yuan Jun, closed the freezer door casually, and said with a smile: "Then tell me, how much do you want?"

Seeing the attitude of the salesperson, Zheng Tong knew that he had been misunderstood. He quickly put the bucket on the counter and said seriously, "We want as much as this bucket can hold."

The salesperson stood on the spot in shock when he heard the words.It took a while to react, and then he turned around and moved the cartons of ice cream in the freezer to the counter.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Jun glanced at Li Mu and the others triumphantly, and then said, "For an extra five dollars, you help us scrape the ice cream into the bucket with a wooden spoon."

The salesperson was taken aback when he heard the words, but then he reacted, his face brightened, and he whipped up the ice cream with his hands and feet.

It seems that the five yuan is not easy to earn. I saw the salesperson blowing hard while blowing air-conditioning. Before she knew it, a pile of empty ice cream boxes had piled up next to her, and the ice cream in the bucket had just been filled. Bottom of the barrel...

Li Mu and the others were not in a hurry, they just watched slowly.

After about half an hour, the bucket of ice cream was barely full.

The wealthy Yuan Jun calculated the money, and after paying the bill, a group of people came to Zhong Yuemin's house with a bucket of ice cream.

Zhong Yuemin's father was not at home, and Aunt Yu, the family's old nanny for many years, also went back to her hometown in the countryside. Zhong Yuemin became the sole owner of this four-bedroom house.

As a result, his home became a gathering place for gamers, full of friends every day, and some buddies encountered some minor troubles, such as being arrested by the artillery bureau and dared not go home, so they went to Zhong Yuemin's house to hide for a few days. The jargon is called "brush the night", and Zhong Yuemin's house is a very suitable place for "brush the night".

For Zhong Yuemin's home, Yuan Jun and Zheng Tong seemed more familiar than Zhong Yuemin himself.

Don't think of yourself as an outsider at all.

As soon as he entered the door, Yuan Jun skillfully turned on the old Zhiyin record player in Zhong Yuemin's home, and a beautiful melody sounded.

Zheng Tong found five or six pairs of bowls and spoons from the kitchen, ready to practice.

Zhong Yuemin invited Li Mu to sit on the sofa and said with a smile: "You're welcome, just treat it as your own home. Enough ice cream for now!"

Li Mu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, but he didn't say anything. After all, ice cream in the 70s and [-]s was a rarity, and most people really couldn't afford it.

Li Mu also wanted to taste it.

As Zheng Tong put the ice cream in the bucket into the bowl, a group of people started practicing in a panic, scooping big spoonfuls of ice cream into their mouths.

There was half an hour of free time, and everyone didn't say a word, just eating.

Zheng Tong rubbed his belly while eating, Zhong Yuemin ate until his belt was loosened, and Li Mu also seemed to eat a lot.

At this time, Yuan Jun suddenly put down the bowl, clutched his stomach and ran into the toilet.

Seeing this, Li Mu and the others gloated and laughed.

Zheng Tong said with a smile: "This boy really gave up his life and wealth. He ate until he had diarrhea and was reluctant to put down the bowl for fear of suffering a loss."

Zhong Yuemin shouted to the toilet: "Yuan Jun, don't eat any more, your body is in serious condition, and you want to open up."

Hearing that there was no movement in the toilet, Zheng Tong went on to say: "Yuan Jun, just listen to my brother's advice. If you can't hold on, don't hold on. Your stomach is yours. We all beg you."

At this time, Yuan Jun's voice finally came from the toilet: "No, as long as I have breath, I will fight to the end. Thinking about the [-] miles of my parents, climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands, my difficulties are nothing. ? Yuemin, how much is there in the bucket?"

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin put down the bowl in his hand, stood up, looked at the bucket, and said with a smile, "There is still a small half of the bucket."

Yuan Jun shouted while having diarrhea: "Don't worry, brothers, take a break and continue practicing in a while."

Zhong Yuemin shook his head and said, "Grandson, don't you want to die?"

Zheng Tong said without losing the opportunity: "The typical small peasant consciousness is the same as his father."

When Yuan Jun in the toilet heard this, he immediately became unhappy and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Zheng Tong, please stop talking about my father and I'm in a hurry with you."

Zhong Yuemin said to Zheng Tong with compassion when he heard the words: "Don't recruit him, it's painful enough, Yuan Jun's appearance makes people feel sad."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Yuan Jun walked into the living room while wearing his belt, and said cheerfully: "It's so fun, I ate all the ice cream in my life, and I will never eat it again. If someone invites me to eat ice cream in the future, I will tell him, I'm sorry, My buddy got hurt."

Zheng Tong looked at Yuan Jun worriedly and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

Yuan Jun stiffened his neck and said, "It's okay, I just sweat a little more."

"Look, do you have a fever?" Zhong Yuemin seemed very sympathetic.

Yuan Jun was a little uncomfortable to speak, and said tremblingly: "It's good to have a fever, I'm sweating, why do I feel like my stomach is frozen?"

Zhong Yuemin filled another bowl when he heard the words, handed it to Yuan Jun, and said with a smile: "This feeling is right, if you feel like a brazier in your stomach right now, won't you be in trouble? Come on." Come, have another bowl."

Yuan Jun was furious, and hurriedly evaded: "Don't, don't, let my buddy take a break, I really can't bear it."

Everyone chatted and persuaded enthusiastically: "You mustn't be polite, just have another bowl, we still have more."

"You don't have to think about us, it doesn't matter if you eat less."

"Yuan Jun, you must persevere a little longer, just think of it as climbing a snow mountain."

"Brothers, this kid won't eat alive? What should I do?"

"What's the point if you don't eat it? It's just for feeding you..."

Li Mu, Zhong Yuemin and others rushed forward with bowls in their hands, pressed Yuan Jun on the sofa in a hurry, pinched his nose and drank in a daze...

Yuan Jun's begging voice came from the living room: "Dude, buddy, raise your hands high, spare your life, ouch, Zheng Tong, your uncle, take it easy, you'll choke me to death..."

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