You plant good fruit, so it grows into a great tree.

Du Feng shook his phone, "Do you want a bride price?"

Generally, when people get married, the man will give the woman a dowry. Although he is not a woman, he is also the one below.

"That's not good, after all, my son is a loser." His mother smirked.

It seems to be true, since he was with his grandfather, he has used his grandfather's resources a lot. The herbs he soaked every day can circle the earth three times, and with some messy things, he spends no less than the black dragon fruit tree in a year.

But he has also created value. He handles all the sales in the store, from the outer packaging to the nice name, all of which are determined by himself. The old man just waits to collect the money.

A single order ranges from thousands to tens of millions of spirit stones, and the grandfather only gives him [-]% commission each time, which is too low.

Even if it costs a few thousand a month to hire a shopkeeper, right?In addition to customer service, warehouse, marketing and so on, he is also the cashier, and each person plays a few roles.

I usually help my grandfather to buy things, I don’t know how much money I cut off, a small part of the money was used to buy clothes, and most of it belonged to my grandfather.

Therefore, he is a very cost-effective employee. He has no salary but commission, and he does everything from designing the packaging box to marketing and selling it alone.

Of course, this doesn't mean that the old man took advantage of it. It can only be said that he and the old man divide the labor and cooperate with each other to do what they are good at. The old man is not at a loss, nor is he.

Du Feng is clever and likes to delve into some tricks of doing business, but the old man doesn't care too much, he pays more attention to the quality of life, he prefers that direction, and he doesn't care about other things, just let Du Feng do whatever he wants.

Du Feng sold it and deducted the packaging fee. After calculating the cost, he actually lost money every year, but it was much better than before. Before, he only lost money, but now he made back a little money.

"Who made me his object? I still have what I should have." Even if it's a vase, there should be a maintenance fee if it is adopted.

Du Feng's appearance is not bad, and he is tall. It is not impossible to find someone to take care of him. He can save some money for his parents to live a good life all year round, but he is not this kind of person.

[Grandpa, where is my dowry? ] Du Feng sent a message but didn't call.

[What dowry gift? 】

[Fuck, marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, I'm already married to you, and you didn't even prepare the dowry! 】Du Feng made three angry expressions on his face.

The old man sent an emoji of rubbing his head, [Just kidding, look at the space necklace, the purple box and the red box are already put in it for you. 】

Ok?

Put it in already?

It means that the old man also knew that he would meet his parents a long time ago, but he didn't tell him and deliberately watched his jokes, it's too bad.

Du Feng took out two brocade boxes, "One is yours, the other is my father's." He suddenly remembered something, "Is my father getting fat again?"

His father used to be a handsome and noble son, and his ten fingers did not touch the spring water. Du Feng always had the impression of him as a quiet and handsome young man. Later, his mother led him astray, and now he is getting fatter, with a protruding belly, and occasionally he will talk to him Mom swears a word or two together.

The relationship between the two of them has always been very good. They have overcome many obstacles and never quarreled. Because they are reluctant to part with each other, it seems that they are passing the last second every time, smiling and showing their affection in front of Du Feng.

Once when Du Feng was about 11 years old, the family held an umbrella. The situation in another family was that the son stood in the middle, and the umbrella was given to the middle one. They crowded together, and Du Feng followed behind. After a while, his mother finally found out , "Huh? Where's your son?"

My son has been stolen!

In fact, it’s not like he didn’t quarrel. Du Feng’s deepest memory was when his mother asked his father to go back, so as not to suffer together. He also said that his father was a drag, he couldn’t cook or make a fire, and being together would only hurt his mother. both.

His father's eyes were red at the time, and he slammed the door and went out for a long time without coming back. Later, he was found in the park.

His mother gave Du Feng a chicken leg and asked him to coax his father back, but Du Feng ate the chicken leg later.

"Well, it's more than 150 catties now. If I don't lose weight, I will kick him in the future." His mother unceremoniously stuffed two boxes of things into the storage ring.

She said so, how could she be willing in her heart?After all, I have suffered all the way, and ordinary people can't understand the feelings.

His mother looked up at the sky, "The lock demon tower is about to open, I have to go back quickly."

"Yeah." Du Feng nodded, he also came to lock the demon tower.

"Let's go, our mother and I will go back together." His mother walked back.

Du Feng kept up, just like when he came here, stepping on the branches to go up and down, it is not difficult for him now, the difficulty is how to overcome his psychology.

It's like an ordinary person who suddenly has a supernatural power. He knows that he can fly, but what if he falls?What if you fall to your death?

Because of this hesitation, it is easy to make mistakes.

Du Feng doesn't have to worry about this, he is Ma Daha, so he can't think of so much.

The two of them returned to the Demon Locking Tower, and his mother introduced him, "That woman is Xiangyue, my good friend, the person who was talking to me just now was your Uncle Xuanming, if you see her, run away."

"why?"

"I still owe him a few bottles of Qibao Yundan."

Du Feng: "..."

It seems that life will be difficult in the future, with so many bills, will they have to pay them back in the year of the monkey?

"I'll prepare it first, and you can play by yourself." His mother was also a member who opened the Demon Locking Tower, so even though he owed him a lot of money, he dared not speak up.

As soon as Du Feng nodded, his mother disappeared and ran into the crowd for some reason.

There were a lot of people watching outside the Demon Locking Tower, bustling with people, and they couldn't see the end at a glance. They huddled together and witnessed the elegant demeanor of the Demon Locking Tower and the seniors.

Du Feng is used to looking at things with the naked eye, and instinctively put his toes on his toes to look in. Just as his head was revealed, he was suddenly lifted up by his hands, from the armpit position, like lifting a child.

The old man's voice sounded, "What did you see?"

"I can't see anything." There were still too many people, and all the good positions were taken by them.

The old man raised him a little higher again, "Did you see it?"

"I see." Seeing his mother's wretched face, standing next to Master Xiangyue, she was completely inferior to her.

As women, there is a huge gap.

The old man let him down, covered Du Feng with the black robe, and touched him dishonestly.

"Your daughter-in-law is a bit expensive, I want to touch it all."

The betrothal gift that the old man gave to his parents must not be ordinary things, how long has it been since he took it out?

"Sometimes I really think, if only your parents were money-grubbing masters, then I could just buy you and lock you up in my little world. When I need it... hey hey hey."

Du Feng pushed him, "You think so beautifully."

The old man didn't know when he turned over his mother's account book, "Let me see, I owe you so much, it's enough to buy you."

Du Feng went to grab it, "I'll pay it back myself, don't worry about it."

Once the old man changed hands, he no longer knew where he hid the ledger, "You can pay it off by yourself? I will pay it for you first, and I will be the only creditor in the future. One kiss is ten yuan, and one touch is five yuan." , Hi, 100 yuan a time, how about it?"

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