70: The supporting actress laughed so hard after stealing the golden finger from the heroine

"Gone?"

Everyone looked at Shen Qingyu in surprise.

"Changed it into money!" Shen Qingyu opened his clenched right hand and saw a wrinkled big unity sheet and several equally wrinkled one-dollar bills lying on it.

Shen Mingan reached for the money and counted it. It was 15 yuan in total.

"Okay, you kid, you know how to sell things!" Shen Mingan patted his eldest son on the shoulder with approval, but then asked worriedly, "Who did you sell it to? No one else was present, right?"

"It was the manager of the guest house. Only he and a chef were present at the time. Others did not pay attention to our side."

Shen Qingyu can think with his brain now, so he naturally knows that selling things privately is speculation and cannot be known to others.

"But two pheasants can be sold for 15 yuan, which is so profitable!"

"Xiaoyu, this is speculative behavior and is illegal. We can't touch it!" Zhao Xiufen said to Shen Qingyu seriously.

"Don't worry, Mom!" Although Shen Qingyu agreed, he had other thoughts in his heart.

As the saying goes, a horse will not be fat without night grass, and a man will not be rich without external wealth!

Their three-bedroom apartment is now completely destitute. If they split their homes, they would definitely need a lot of money to buy things.

I can't even buy decent furniture with the little money I earn from work points alone.

In this way, an unexpected pheasant sale opened the door to a new world for Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingli looked at her elder brother's shining eyes.

Brother, are you preparing to join the black market?

Well, at least it can improve the living conditions at home.

Shen Qingli could tell that her parents didn't want to spend her money. They probably thought it was shameful to spend their daughter's money!

Since the eldest brother wants to make money to support the family, then she should help him!

When Shen Qingli and his party arrived at the state-owned hotel, they were just in time for lunch.

There are quite a few people queuing up to buy food.

Shen Qingli was lining up with her parents and brothers when she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure who looked familiar but couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

Looking away, Shen Qingli kept wondering who this person was.

"Xiaoli...Xiaoli..." Shen Qingxuan, who was standing behind Shen Qingli, called Shen Qingli several times before she reacted.

"Ah?" Shen Qingli turned around blankly.

"It's our turn." Shen Qingxuan pointed at the dark-faced waiter.

"Comrade, do you want to order or not? If you don't, please give it to the people behind you!" The waiter looked at Shen Qingli impatiently.

They looked like they were pointing at their noses and scolding them for occupying the latrine and not shitting.

"I'm sorry, comrade, I just got distracted! Please give me two kilograms of dumplings, two kilograms of steamed buns, and a portion of green pepper shredded pork, a portion of braised pork, a portion of three fresh soup, and a bowl of braised noodles."

When everyone was looking at the menu just now, they all agreed, so when it was their turn, Shen Qingli ordered directly.

"One piece of dumplings is 4 jin, plus one jin of food stamps, steamed buns are [-] cents per jin, plus one jin of food stamps, green pepper shredded pork is [-] cents, braised pork is [-] cents, three delicacies soup is [-] cents, and a bowl of braised noodles is [-] cents. Add twenty taels of food stamps, and the total is four yuan and ninety-eight cents, plus four kilograms and twenty taels of food stamps."

The waiter pulled the abacus beads and quoted the price.

Shen Qingli took out the money from her bag and was about to pay when a big, fair and slender hand handed the waiter five pieces of one dollar from behind.

The waiter said while making change: "I charge you five yuan, give you two cents, and I still have four kilograms and two taels of food stamps that I haven't paid!"

Shen Qingli quickly found four kilograms and two taels of food stamps and handed them to the waiter.

"Okay, take your number and wait, next one!" The waiter handed Shen Qingli a number and then ignored her.

Shen Qingli took the number plate and found a seat with her parents and brother to sit down.

"My parents and brother all told me that I would pay. How could you..." Shen Qingli scolded unhappily.

She knew that her parents didn't have much money, so she specifically asked her to pay the bill before entering.

As a result, my parents promised well, but asked my second brother to pay for it.

If it wasn't for the fact that they didn't have many food stamps in their hands, she would not even have to pay for them just now.

"Who in our family pays differently." Zhao Xiufen gently touched Shen Qingli's head.

That's what I say, but...

Ugh!

Forget it, let’s find a way to help big brother make more money!

but…

What should I ask my eldest brother to sell on the black market?

Although she has space and a system, her space is currently only one square meter, and the system is not a farm system.

She had no food and no in-demand goods for her eldest brother to exchange for money on the black market.

Shen Qingli suddenly thought of the two pheasants today.

Meat is still in short supply on the black market.

Her skills are combined with her eldest brother’s hunting ability. They can go to the mountains to hunt prey and then sell them on the black market!

This is a business without capital, just be careful not to be seen by other villagers.

At this moment, the waiter at the dining window shouted:

"Number 66!"

"It's our turn!" Shen Qingli was about to get up, but was stopped by her brothers.

"With us here, why do you need to take care of it!" Shen Qingyang pushed her back to her seat.

"That's right, Xiaoli, we can just wait and eat!" Zhao Xiufen took her daughter's hand and smiled.

"Yeah!" Shen Qingli looked at the backs of her brothers and couldn't help but smile.

"Hi~"

"What's wrong, dad?" Shen Qingli asked concerned.

"Does your head hurt again?" Zhao Xiufen also asked her husband with concern.

"Yeah!" Shen Mingan nodded, "It's okay, I just accidentally touched the bullet in my head."

Although the bullet has been pushed to the surface, it is still dangerous as long as it is still in the head.

Fortunately, I can go to the hospital to take it out tomorrow.

"You, you!" Seeing that her husband was fine, Zhao Xiufen felt relieved, "I haven't even settled the score with you yet! If the bullet hadn't been released, were you planning to hide it from me until death?"

"Dad, you didn't even tell my mother about the bullet?" Shen Qingli looked at her father, Shen Mingan, in surprise.

She thought she was the only one who didn't know about this, but she didn't expect that her father didn't tell anyone.

"No, you can hide it from us." Zhao Xiufen rolled her eyes at her husband, "Every time he has a headache, he doesn't tell him the reason, and he doesn't even go to the hospital."

"I'm not afraid that you will worry!" Shen Ming'an said guiltily.

"Humph!" Zhao Xiufen rolled her eyes at her husband again.

She felt heartbroken when she thought about how painful her husband was every time he had a headache.

But her husband refused to tell her the reason, which made her anxious and distressed.

Fortunately, God is wise, and the bullet that tortured her husband miraculously came out on its own.

"Okay, Fen, don't be angry! My daughter is still here, please save some face for me." Shen Mingan tugged on his wife's sleeves to beg for forgiveness.

Shen Qingli, who was sitting opposite the two of them, watched the interaction between her father and mother and couldn't help but smile happily.

At this moment, a shadow enveloped Shen Qingli, who was sitting outside.

Shen Qingli looked up and met a pair of eyes as deep as the abyss.