[Comprehensive] This is using life to kill

After buying some tofu, minced pork, and a few eggs, Mo Mo returned to his neighbor's unusually empty house with a few plastic bags.

"Bought so many?" Looking at the plastic bag in Mo Mo's hand, Giotto was a little surprised, "Miss Mo, you don't need to buy so many."

They can't afford it.

"It's okay, I said it's a meeting gift." Mo Mo glanced at him, his eyes fully expressed the sympathy of "don't worry, I know you don't have money" and despise these two contradictory combinations, "and it's not expensive."

At least you don't have to sell your kidneys.

Although he heard her comforting (?) words, Giotto still felt a little guilty. He opened his mouth to say something, but Lan Bao took a step ahead, "I'm so hungry."

Yuyue stepped forward, "Shall I do it?"

Mo Mo glanced at all the male neighbors present, shook his head decisively, "Let me do it."

She doesn't know them well, so why stay alone in the living room, she might as well cook.

Fortunately, mother Mo, who has a pair of skillful hands, taught her how to cook since she was a child to capture the stomach of her future boyfriend and even her husband. Therefore, although Mo Mo often sits around his computer desk, he still knows how to cook, and he does it well.

So when she was about to take the prepared meal out, the neighbors in the living room who had smelled the scent better than a dog had already obediently gathered around the folding table from nowhere, their eyes sparkling She stared brightly at the plate in her hand.

At this time, you only need to draw a tail behind them, and the CG picture of the puppies waiting pitifully for the owner to feed is completed.

Well, this cute point is not bad, I will accept it for drawing next time.

Momo put several plates and bowls full of rice on the table, "I don't know if it suits your taste."

Lan Bao couldn't wait to stretch out his chopsticks to pick up the tofu, but the piece of tofu was smashed into pieces by his unfamiliar chopstick technique, oh, and spilled on the plate.

"Useless brat." G rolled his eyes at Lan Bo who wanted to cry.

Mo Mo glanced at him, "Do you have a little research on using chopsticks?"

"Of course, if you can't even do small tasks like serving vegetables well, how can you be Pengo Lie's trusted right-hand man?" He raised his chin.

"Really?" Mo Mo pushed the tofu plate expressionlessly, motioning for him to put down his chopsticks, "Please."

G raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his chopsticks to grab a piece of tofu, but because of too much force, the tofu was upgraded to bean curd when it was touched by the chopsticks.

Lan Bao stopped choking up, rubbing his eyes and looking at G.

G blushed a bit, with a fierce expression on his face, "This thing is too slippery! I'll clamp it again!"

Stretch out the chopsticks, break them open, and stretch out the chopsticks again, oh this time it's better, it's split into two, taking good care of his face.

Mo Mo looked at G who couldn't believe it, picked up the spoon in his hand, put a spoonful of tofu into his bowl, then raised his eyes calmly, "Chinese table manners are extensive and profound, so don't rush."

The rest of the people lowered their heads and silently picked up the rice in the bowl, cleverly ignoring G's half-red and half-black face, Giotto couldn't bear it, but he sighed when he saw her put another spoonful of tofu for Lan Bao, picked up rice bowl to eat.

Eerie silence.

Yuyue first broke the atmosphere at the table, "Well, Momo, have you lived here for a long time?"

Mo Mo tilted his head, "I grew up here since I was a child."

"Well, then you are familiar with this place, right?" Yuyue smiled awkwardly, "Do you know where I can find a job?"

As soon as he brought up this topic, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Mo Mo together.

"Are you working?" She looked at Yuyue's clean face, thought for a while, and still held back the word 'cowboy', "What kind of work do you want?"

"As long as it can make money, we can do it to the extreme!" Naker waved his fist passionately.

"This..." She thought seriously.

She doesn't go out much, so she doesn't know much about these things, but the most important thing is to be able to speak pure Mandarin, right?Although their Mandarin is good, they still sound like they have a strong foreign accent, plus their identities as foreigners...

Except for Cowherd, she really couldn't think of it.

So she shook her head, "Sorry, I don't know too well, why don't you go out and get a job advertisement?"

"Nufufu, what's your job, Momo?" Spedo rested his chin on one hand with a lazy expression. When he said her name, his tone was a bit seductive, and he seemed very interested in it.

Mo Mo shrugged, "I don't mind if you call me the beautiful Miss Artist."

The atmosphere of the audience was silent again.

Kudos to Miss Momo for living up to her name.

At this moment, Arnold, who had never spoken a word and looked cool, suddenly said, "Painting can make money?"

Mo Mo glanced at him in surprise, and then he was a little uncertain, "I want to see how good your painting skills are."

If it's her kind, it's not a problem to support herself, but these foreigners... don't look like people who can draw, but rather like being taken care of by others based on their appearance, um, just like them It's about the same for a few days.

"Miss Namo, can you teach us how to draw?" Giotto showed his warm smile again, "Although I know this will cause you great trouble, but we really..." He didn't continue talking.

Is it really poor to the point where it is almost impossible to cook?

Momo was silent, with a struggling expression, and after a long time he raised his face and sighed, "Okay, but I will charge the teaching fee, but you can pay it back to me after you receive the job."

"Thank you so much." Giotto's nervous expression eased, "I don't know what painting tools we need to buy?"

Drawing utensils... He really thought it was the kind used to draw sketches on the street?

"No, a computer is enough."

"Computer...?" He looked a little dazed.

Oh, by the way, they can't even afford a computer, how could she forget.

Mo Mo patted his forehead, "I just changed a computer at home, if you don't dislike the old one, I can give it to you."

Seeing some hesitation on Giotto's face, Mo Mo waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, anyway, even if you sell it, it won't sell for much."

Mo Mo used the skill [Local Tyrant Mighty], and the neighbors got hp-[-], with a passive state and silently vomited blood.

Giotto, who hadn't been hit with such money for a long time since he became the leader, was in a daze, "Ah, thank you."

"But I don't have the keys, so I can't go home." Mo Mo pushed the glasses that slipped on the bridge of his nose, "So, who wants to learn?"

Giotto: "Let me learn."

G: "Giotto, you don't need to learn these things, I can do it."

Yuyue: "If you don't dislike it, I want to learn."

Nuckle: "Sounds great!"

Lan Bao: "Is this fun?"

Spedo: "Nufufu, they just need to learn."

Arnold: "..."

After a round of fierce debate and it was hard to tell who was the learner, Mo Mo, who heard the sound of the door of his house being opened, got up decisively and left, leaving a sentence of "I'll come back tomorrow" and "Remember to make leftovers." "Fresh preservation work" and went back with his own pot.

In fact, she was really worried that when tomorrow passed, what she saw were n corpses lying on the ground.

As soon as he entered the door, Mo's mother asked, "How is it? Which one do you like? Is there any progress? There must be too many handsome guys, so it's hard to choose?"

"Mom, do you think it's Chinese cabbage in the market?" Mo Mo kicked the door back and walked into the kitchen without looking back. "And even Chinese cabbage is better than them."

At least Chinese cabbage can also provide energy for human beings. They have no other use except to provide human beings with visual enjoyment, and they have to worry about three meals. If they really marry, the end is self-evident.

Hey, no, how can they pay the rent if they have no money? Is j□j the landlord?

"How can a person compare to Chinese cabbage, and they can't eat it." Mother Mo, who didn't know that her daughter's mind was full of yellow papapapa CG pictures, did not give up and said persuasively, "I think they are really good. What do women want most? A sense of security! They are so tall, they will definitely be able to protect you."

They protect my personal safety, do I protect their quality of life?

Mo Mo, who didn't want to listen to Mo's mother's nagging, interrupted her, "Okay, okay, I will go there tomorrow, and I will send the replaced computer."

Mo's mother was successfully diverted from the topic, "Oh! Then I have to hurry up and buy the ingredients. To make the stew tomorrow, you can take it with you by the way!"

She felt that what they needed most was not stew, but a mother Mo.

Mo Mo responded, turned around and was about to go back to the room to continue working, Mo's mother said again, "Don't go too long tomorrow, your aunt is coming."

Her footsteps paused, she didn't speak, she just closed the door and sat down at the computer desk to start drawing pictures.

Suddenly the penguin rang, and she clicked on it to see that a new customer had placed an order, "Hi, can you draw an illustration for me?"

She put down the pressure-sensitive pen, and quickly replied, "Yes, what is the request?"

"I think it's two men. One man is sitting on the ground helplessly looking at the other man who is wearing his tie and has a sinister expression. The white shirt is unbuttoned on the chest, just show a little chest."

Danmei.

I couldn't help but think of my neighbor's Momotuo holding up his glasses, "Is it okay to publish the picture in three days?"

Well, let's take a photo when we go across the street tomorrow, and just treat it as the cost of the computer.