God of nature draws his sword

No matter where he came from, Lin Xuan now has two choices, one is to be a little shameless, to buy out the mall directly to see if he can fill up his favorability, and the second is to stand still and give it to another cat in the future.

No matter which one it is, it is not very reliable. Now it seems that since the favorability will increase out of thin air, it may also decrease out of thin air or not increase at all.

If he bought out the mall all of a sudden, but Jiu Ye Maomao's favorability didn't increase at all, he would only be happy with the world consciousness of making money, and he would have nothing.

If he gave gifts to other kittens, those gifts that he sent out to gain favor with Jiu Ye would be in vain, who knows if the other kittens will also be randomly caught by the world consciousness?

It's not that he is suspicious, it's just that according to the personality of the world consciousness, it can really do this kind of thing.

In the past, he couldn’t read Japanese well, but now after such a long period of tempering, he probably understands that jiu is also a homonym of Zhongye, so-inference, then Qin is a homonym of gin, which means that the Maine Coon cat with a big tail is probably It was Kurosawa who was sleeping in the same room with him now.

Lin Xuan—after watching the cat, for the first time, he only fed some spiritual energy routinely so as not to make the kitten hungry, and then put the phone back in place.

Lifting the quilt, Kurosawa Jin had already fallen asleep. It was a very insecure sleeping position. The silver-haired boy was curled up and seemed to be in a light sleep, with his feet protruding from the edge of the bed, maintaining a posture of running away at any time. .

Lin Xuan meditated facing the moonlight until dawn. He didn't understand what he saw before he fell. He seemed to see the whole world in an instant. It just fell from the sky.

It would be great if Master could tell him how he felt at that time, he must be very sure, after all, he killed his wife to prove the Tao before stepping through the void, there is nothing to make him hesitate.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind. Could it be that the final mistake was actually due to uncertainty?

As long as he really and definitely likes someone, can he comprehend it perfectly?

He thought about it—all night, and it made more sense the more he thought about it.

Waking up the next day to boiled potatoes with their skins on isn't so bad.

But it is impossible to eat.

Lin Xuan barely scraped off the spoon, pretended to eat it, then began to chew the air, and poured all the remaining potatoes into Kurosawa's dinner plate.

He hid the spoonful of potatoes in a jade bowl he bought from unknown where, and placed it in the mustard space.

Kurosawa Zhen couldn't understand Lin Xuan's behavior at all, even if he didn't like food, he should be hungry.

"You should eat it yourself," he said.

Lin Xuan—thought he was kind, and just about to speak, he heard Hei Zezhen say again: "If your stomach cries wake me up at night, I will throw you out."

You are so bold!Xianjun doesn't know how to growl!

Lin Xuan snorted, and said angrily, "Eat your meal, I have something to eat myself."

Kurosawa looked at Lin Xuan suspiciously, and then ate the extra potatoes in two or three bites, because the nun came to them, and if there were too many potatoes on his plate, he would probably be fined.

Ai Luo glanced at Lin Xuan—clean without a single dish left, and nodded in satisfaction.

Many children will not eat the skin attached to the potato, but because it is not easy to digest, the skin is the most hungry thing.

She doesn't care about groups and exclusion in the orphanage, but as far as eating is concerned, Kurosawa and this newcomer Lin Xuan are the most worry-free.

Because of their good performance at breakfast, Lin Xuan and Kurosawa were assigned very good jobs.

sell newspapers.

Lin Xuan never imagined that one day he would come out to sell newspapers. He was standing on the street blankly with a stack of newspapers on his shoulders, with novelty written all over his face.

Kurosawa is already very proficient. He stretched out the newspaper in his hand to the tall man in a suit and leather shoes on the street, and then said blankly: "Sir, buy a newspaper, 5 yen-a copy."

Ah... In this way, no one will buy it, right?

As expected, the man passed Kurosawa with the same expressionless face, but the boy didn't retract his hand, but just stretched it straight out, and said to the next person passing by: "Ma'am, we sell newspapers for 5 yen. "

Lin Xuan couldn't help feeling very puzzled.No, you know that you can't sell it like this, why don't you improve it?

He glanced at the newspapers in the pockets of the two, and decided to support himself.

Well, selling newspapers is also a kind of practice.

He skimmed through the papers, read the most appealing headline, and made up a bit of a gimmick along the way.

"The Tanaka Group has closed down! Real estate prices have been reduced! Sell newspapers!"

As soon as these words came out, the passing office workers stopped one after another. What could be more attractive than a house price reduction?

Even seeing this scene, Kurosawa still stubbornly did not change the sales method, but thanks to Lin Xuan, people who were unwilling to queue would come to buy his newspapers, and finally sold them all before noon.

Lin Xuan's cloth bag was full of tinkling five-yuan coins.

He saw Kurosawa begin to divide the money.

He divided the 300 yen, put it in another cloth bag, and put the 200 yen in his pocket.

"Why did you separate?"

"Because this newspaper actually sells for 3 yen."

Kurosawa went so far as to raise the price himself.

Lin Xuan—followed him and gave out 300 yen, "The denominations here are all 5 yen, won't the nun doubt it when I take it back?"

"So we're going to the bank." The young Kurosawa Jin had the demeanor of a big brother in the future. The two went to the bank to exchange the full face value, and Kurosawa put the money they earned in an envelope.

Lin Xuan—Holding 200 yen, he has mixed feelings. If he didn't have the love of the world consciousness, he might really be so poor.

"What are you looking at, let's go."

I thought I would go back to the orphanage, but Kurosawa took Lin Xuan to the ramen restaurant.

"Two servings of beef."

200 yen was spent in an instant—half.

Thinly sliced ​​beef, half-cut soft-boiled eggs, delicious noodles, all the smells rose up and floated to the tip of the nose, Lin Xuan was so hungry.

Isn't this much better than potatoes?

He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. Sure enough, the food still needs to be complete in color, fragrance and taste.

Compared with Lin Xuan, Kuisawa Zhen eats very slowly, almost eating - root - root.

"We're eating outside, sister nun won't be angry, will she?"

Lin Xuan was a little apprehensive, he didn't care about it, but with such a small body as Heisawa Zhen, he really didn't know if he could hold on to a beating.

"It's okay. I used to sell newspapers by myself, and it might not be sold out until the evening. I can go back later."

Lin Xuan—watching Kurosawa Zhen drink up the soup in the bowl.

Looking at his remaining soup, he suddenly felt a little ashamed, so he picked up the bowl and drank it down.

"Let's go, let's go to the bookstore." Kurosawa picked up the empty messenger bag, and led Lin Xuan to find the bookstore he frequented.

"Is it Kurosawa? I haven't been here for a long time, and you're selling newspapers again?"

An old, stooped figure poked her head out from behind the counter. The old man was very kind. She seemed to have bad eyesight, and said to Lin Xuan, "Ah, why did you dye your hair blond?"

"I'm Lin Xuan, and Kuisawa is over there." He pointed to the silver-haired boy.

Only then did the old man come to his senses, "Oh, Mr. Zhen has friends? That's great, that's great, come in, grandma will get you something to drink."

Kurosawa didn't go to refute the friend, Lin Xuan saw that his ears were a little red, and his dark green eyes lightened instantly, and when he met Lin Xuan's gaze, he reflexively avoided it.

"I used to sell newspapers to this grandma if I couldn't sell them, and then read books here."

Lin Xuan responded with a suppressed smile: "Oh."

The author has something to say: Lin Xuanyi: When we come out and eat outside, the sister of the nun won't... won't be angry~~~

小两只真的都很可爱，奶奶也很好，但是打一下预防针，奶奶会死的。感谢在2021-06-1023:16:37~2021-06-1200:08:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 38 bottles of Baili Xuanhua; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!