The artist pulls out a weeping willow tree

Chapter 200: Good Luck, Beautiful Thoughts, Auspicious

"……You're back."

Mo Zuolang's eyes revealed a look of despair, and his tone was as cold as ever. However, Jixiang, who was familiar with Mo Zuolang, could definitely hear the resentment in his voice.

But despite this, Mo Zuolang's hands never stopped working. He rolled the dough, pinched the filling, and finished the big meat buns with exactly 18 folds. With that speed and the precision of the uniform size, who would believe that this young man had just learned it this morning!

In order to appease Mo Zuolang, Jixiang immediately started to flatter him, "Fuyun, your craftsmanship is amazing. Look at the folds and the perfect shape..."

"As one wishes!"

Jixiang was just farting flatteringly when suddenly a gust of cold wind blew from behind him. Mo Xingfeng stood behind Jixiang with a dark face.

"…Here I am, here I am!" Jixiang smiled flatteringly.

"Hurry up and work!" Mo Xingfeng gritted his teeth.

They were busy as dogs here, and Jixiang ran out to surf the waves alone. Although he had reasons to leave, it could not extinguish the blazing fire in his heart! Sharing joys and sorrows, the key point is that they have to share the hardships! Mo Xingfeng looked at Jixiang sharply.

Jixiang returned to her job quickly and honestly. It is rare to find such an employee with unlimited potential, little pay and much work, but who only cares about eating. She, Dajixiang, is a person who knows how to be grateful and cherish!

The poor Jixiang who aspires to be the skinner of the interstellar week has always been flexible! It was just a complaint and a temper, not a personal attack, and she, Jixiang, was not someone who needed others to flatter her to survive. With the brothers' little skill of stirring up trouble, Jixiang never rose to a big deal.

Everyone has their time to be in the upper hand, and naturally they also have their time to be in the lower hand. Only those who have always been in the upper hand cannot tolerate any loss, or those who have a strong self-esteem. There is no right or wrong, good or bad, you have to walk your own path and live your own life. Anyway, Jixiang has no interest in analyzing and guiding other people's lives. This is actually an act that requires extreme caution, because if you are not careful, it is easy to lead others to destruction...

Jixiang has an adult soul, but fortunately he is not a person who is reckless and arrogant to others. He has many warnings that he wants to say, and he has also thought about trying to correct the behavior of these naughty children. The arrogance unique to adults and richer experiences than others will naturally make people's hearts swell, but being a good person does not mean being a perfect person, and a kind heart and a bad character are not in conflict.

This is why Jixiang, a misfit, can easily accept these misfits as his companions. As the saying goes, "A red plum is red, a black plum is black". Jixiang is never close to their bad side, but to their side that is trying to grow into a better person.

From life to death, and then from death to life, in this not-so-long but magical journey of life, the most important thing Jixiang learned was not to be too harsh on human nature...

"Ruyi! The filling is gone!" Mo Zuolang said slowly.

"Coming, coming!" Jixiang replied with a smile.

In the evening, business was still booming, with crowds of people coming and going. Jixiang made a big profit this time!

"...When will it end?" Suerya walked over with a dull look.

Suerya totally didn't understand why Jixiang was so busy and yet as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood. She regretted it now. She had money and could have just come here to eat for a day, but she had to work for Jixiang and said that the salary didn't matter... Although it really didn't matter, it now seems that she has really lost a lot!

"Closing? Barbecue reigns supreme at night!" Jixiang scoffed at the idea of ​​closing the business.

"Fuck Ji, Ruyi! I'm going on strike!" Mo Xingfeng was so angry that he might as well go to the livestock breeding base to catch pigs!

"Strike...?" Jixiang flipped the skewers expressionlessly and said nonchalantly, "Then I will go on strike too. Don't even think about eating the food I cook for the next month!"

Mo Xingfeng suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.

Surya pretended nothing happened and left quickly.

After hearing the last word, I was at a loss: "..."

"Are you going on strike too?" Jixiang raised his eyebrows.

"No, there's extra pay for night shifts!" Ji Wu Ce smiled innocently.

auspicious:"……"

"Add more rice!" Mo Zuolan responded quickly.

auspicious:"……"

In the end, Jixiang became a hard-working cook, saving his wallet from suffering. Both parties were barely happy...

All the members of the Dafugui team were busy at the night barbecue stall, and had no time to pay attention to the bloody storm that suddenly set off on the Internet. They were completely unaware that the Jixiang fire had reached a higher level, no, at least ten levels! In the process, the Dafugui team where Jixiang was was also exposed.

Jixiang didn't know much about the private lives of Dafugui and the others. Although he knew that they were actually one of the most influential people in Zhan Da, they didn't have a beautiful halo in front of Jixiang at the beginning. Therefore, Jixiang had no filter for them at all. It can't be said that they were sincere enough, but it was true that they had no chance or idea to pretend.

Of course, these people didn't have any intention of pretending to be good to the outside world, they just talked about their deep friendship and didn't know much about each other. This also included Jixiang.

Therefore, the outside world directly demonized the Dafugui team through groundless information and unrealistic imagination...

Mo Xingfeng, who had just closed his business in the early morning, looked at the information on the computer with a confused face. He could not imagine that the cool guy described on it was him, the person described as a cold-blooded warrior was Mo Zuolang, the person described as an elegant rose was Su Erya, the person described as a gentle gentleman was Ji Wuce, and he could not imagine that the person described as full of mystery was Jixiang. The only reliable person was the cold Guan Qingyue, who was only most interested in mecha research...

Jixiang was so frightened that he almost choked to death. Everyone was thinking too beautifully...