I got rich by the protagonist's lines

The vernal equinox is the fourth solar term in spring. When Yan Tang was very young, his parents told him that on this day, he would eat spring vegetables, stick sparrows’ beaks and fly kites.

Later, Yan Tang seldom followed the custom, but today she cared more about it.Because today is the important day calculated by Mr. Li for him.

He bathed and changed his clothes, cleaned the house, and hung the portraits of the Jade Emperor and God that he had bought on the wall, hoping that the whole world would bless him to meet noble people.

As for the poster of Lu Tingfan that he bought earlier, he used it as a cover for the counter.

Habitually open the system panel, see:

Name: Yan Tang

Sex: Male

Age: 18 years old

Currently has lines: Aiwu and Wu (lv1), wine bag and rice bag (lv2)

Note: The daily purchase limit of lv2 is 500 copies, and the next upgrade needs to sell a total of 10000 copies.

Yesterday, he finally sold 2000 rice bags, and successfully increased the daily purchase limit, but looking at the [-] copies needed for the next upgrade, Yan Tang really felt difficult.

After the store opened, people who came to line up were delighted to see 450 rice balls and porridge made from 50 rice balls.

Finally available for purchase!

Previously, Yan Tang only put 200 copies on the shelves every day, and each person was limited to 2 copies, which could only meet the needs of 100 customers at most.

Even if colored rice porridge is added later, it can only meet the needs of 150 customers at most.

According to his estimation, the daily early morning passenger flow here is about 200 people.

Therefore, there are always some customers who come late and cannot buy.

Today's supply is enough to exceed the total passenger flow, and there should be a lot left, just for him to use at noon.

Sure enough, after every customer in line left satisfied, Yan Tang found that there were still 32 rice balls and a little porridge left.

There were less rice balls left than he thought, but fortunately, there was enough for lunch.

At about eleven o'clock that day, Yan Tang peeled off the remaining 32 rice balls one by one, and placed them evenly on the counter.

While wiping her hands, Mu Lan looked at his strange behavior and asked, "Boss, what are you doing?"

Yan Tang muttered and looked around: "You don't understand, I'm waiting for the nobleman to come."

Mu Lan didn't know, so she watched it with him, and the time quickly passed 12 o'clock.

Some people from behind smelled the fragrance and wanted to buy rice balls, but he politely persuaded them to go away, saying that they should come back tomorrow morning. These are leftovers from today, they cannot be sold after unpacking, and there will definitely be more tomorrow.

When Yan Tang spoke, he was gentle and gentle, making people feel like a spring breeze, but only he knew that the anxiety in his heart was almost overflowing.

Master Li said it was noon, but he just missed it.

He checked the time every once in a while, and before he knew it, it was already 12:[-].

Yan Tang couldn't help thinking sadly: Is it so difficult for him to change his luck?

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"Dr. Zou, Dr. Zou, please pay attention, whether the geographic location can be broadcast now, please reply if you receive it."

English accompanied by the sound of electric current came from the walkie-talkie.

Zou He was staring at the real-time screen of the drone operated by his assistant. When he heard the voice from the other side of the earth, he spoke fluent English directly into the walkie-talkie without raising his head.

"receive."

“北京时间12点35分，圣莉亚鸽群目前位于北纬29°09″5.68，东经……”

After the broadcast was finished, Dr. Zou He's assistant Xiao Xu looked at the screen and couldn't help sighing: "It's so beautiful."

Zou He couldn't help nodding when he heard the words, yes, but it's a pity that this may be the last Saint Lea pigeon flock in the world.

In fact, decades ago, there were still a lot of Sanlia pigeons, but at that time, European countries were in economic crisis, and most people at the bottom could not afford to eat.

Therefore, the round and lovely San Lia pigeons have been targeted. Because of their tender meat and excellent taste, they have been given the most popular name by the local people - meat pigeons.

It's a pity that in just a few decades, the Santa Lia pigeon, which once skimmed the sky like a large white cloud, has been eaten and almost endangered.

It is also from the past ten years that animal organizations in many countries have focused on this group of beautiful creatures.

They still retain the long-distance migration twice a year, which has not stopped due to the sharp decline in the number of races. However, because of the reduction in the number of populations, their migration routes have become more dangerous.

Countries have to join forces to track their whereabouts in order to protect them successfully reach the end.

In addition to the white and beautiful appearance of the Sanlia pigeon, its race is not afraid of hardships and dangers, and it is not easy to land like a phoenix, which is also endowed with beautiful sustenance by humans.

People regard it as a pure and tenacious little cutie like an angel, and work hard to protect their safety.

Zou He was one of the members protecting them, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the route was still in the expected direction.

The two quickly got into the car, and they wanted to follow the past and prepare to take cherished photos, which will be released and popularized to the public through the official platform.

Tell everyone, if you meet this kind of cutie, please cherish them, even if you don't love them, don't hurt them.

However, not long after they got into the car, the assistant Xiao Xu exclaimed: "Doctor, it's not good, Doctor, the flight altitude of the San Lia pigeon is dropping!"

Zou He was also taken aback when he heard the words. After all, everyone knows that the Saint Leah pigeons never land easily, unless they encounter a major crisis.

"Catch up! Give me the controller, and you can concentrate on driving!"

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Yan Tang is anxious about Baidu, what time is noon to what time, and what is the range of noon, and when he finds that the cut-off time for noon is [-] pm, he tries to comfort himself in his heart.

Although noon is not noon, it is still noon.

Rather than saying how much he was looking forward to the appearance of this nobleman, it was better to say that he doubted the fate of the prying. He was as anxious as he was looking forward to it.

From 12:[-] to [-]:[-], Yan Tang felt that he was going too fast.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, the time is coming to one o'clock, and the balance of despair in his heart has tilted unbelievably.

However, fate is very good at joking, and it will sprinkle a handful of salt on you when you have a wound.

Yan Tang is like this now, he saw a flock of raptor-like pigeons swooping down like hawks and quickly surrounded his counter.

His eyes were good, and he saw the leading one even scratching the edge of the wooden counter slightly.

Although he picked it, the table he bought was also made of plywood!

Yan Tang was about to cry. Although these bandit pigeons looked like big balls of marshmallows, they moved like big roosters.

The rice balls on his counter had been spoiled badly, just like his current mood.

Lu Tingfan's poster, which was used as a cover for the counter, was also blinded in one eye by these bandit pigeons.

For some reason, seeing this scene, Yan Tang's mood strangely improved a little bit.

But it was only a little bit, Yan Tang grabbed the feather duster he found during the cleaning two days ago, and was about to drive the pigeons away.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he heard a heart-piercing shout: "Keep a bird under the stick!"

Yan Tang: ...

Yan Tang followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man stumbling over, followed by a man holding a drone.

The middle-aged man seemed to be running hard, he was panting and gestured to Yan Tang through the pigeons.

For a moment, Yan Tang didn't know whether it was because of his breathlessness, or because he was afraid of disturbing the group of pigeons, but luckily he understood the gesture.

The other party said: let them eat.

Yan Tang couldn't help asking: "You raised it?"

The man shook his head directly, and continued after seeing that the pigeons hadn't flown away: "It, they, wild, are hungry, let them eat..."

The sound sounded like a bellows, but Yan Tang couldn't help but rolled his eyes, where did this Holy Mother come from?

If the wild one is hungry, should he waste his food?

Yan Tang didn't bother to talk to the Holy Mother, and wanted to drive her away again.

The person who came, that is, Zou He, was in a hurry. He stepped forward, trying to stop Yan Tang, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

Suddenly, he glanced at the poster on Yan Tang's counter. Although one eye was blinded by the pigeon's claw, he could still tell that it was Lu Tingfan.

In a flash of inspiration, Zou He had an idea: "I have a relative who is in the same crew as Lu Tingfan, and I can get his autograph for you!"

Yan Tang did stop when he heard it, not because the man said he could get an autograph, but he just looked at Zou He suspiciously.

I couldn't help thinking: Could this be the nobleman and turning point that Mr. Li said?

Being able to catch the tail of Wu Shi, and being related to Lu Tingfan, the son of luck, should be.

It's just...he really doesn't want an autograph, he just wants to hear Lu Tingfan's lines.

Even so, after confirming that Zou He was his nobleman, Yan Tang's complexion improved a lot.

Since things have been ruined, let the pigeons eat them.

Zou He came and went in a hurry, the pigeon was about to fly, so he hurriedly left a business card for Yan Tang, and ran away too.

Only Yantang was left in a piece of pigeon feathers, and Lu Tingfan, who was blind in one eye, looked at each other...

In the evening of that day, a piece of news spread across Moments with lightning speed.

#Shocked, the endangered angel who never landed is willing to land for it#

Since the afternoon, Yan Tang has been receiving invitation calls from various reporters. After he figured out the reasons for all this, he couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

So, the nobleman mentioned by Mr. Li is probably not Zou He, but... those birds, right?

Yan Tang glanced at Wu Wu who was cracking nuts, and suddenly felt that he was destined to be favored by birds.

A few minutes later, Yan Tang called the seller who ordered a large-scale hanging painting: "That's right, it's the portrait of the Peacock Daming King."

"Yes, it is the Great Ming King of the Buddhist School."

Suddenly, Yan Tang gestured excitedly in the air: "The big one! The big bird! I want the biggest bird!"

Hearing the words over there, there was silence for a few seconds: "I'm sorry, sir, we won't take your order."

Yan Tang was stunned: "Why?"

"blasphemy is sinful..."

Yan Tang: ... bridge bean sack, listen to my explanation!