At night, the lights in Hazy City were extinguished one after another, and the city fell into sleep.
Downstairs of a small four-story building, there is only the ticking sound of the clock hanging on the wall, and the occasional sound of residents on the three floors above walking on the floor.
Wen Xin relied on the light of the electric lamp, with a pen stuck in her head and another in her hand.
She was reading a book under the light with squinting eyes.
She made key points while reading.
She originally thought that she could just review a book from this era. , it was not difficult for her to take the exam again, but she only remembered after getting the book that she was wearing an imaginary novel Although the entire history of the fictional novel is similar to the era before she traveled through time, there are different differences in time, and all the characters have changed.
Even the names of the leaders have changed.
Wen Xin is about to shed tears.
She wants to focus on politics.
Have you memorized it?
There are also geography subjects.
Wen Xin flipped through that worn-out economic geography of China.
Ah, the whole world has changed, let alone Chinese geography.
There is also Chinese language.
Her heart was broken, and she was scratching her hair.
If Victoria Song comes out to see me, I won't beat you to death.
I wrote her as a prostitute before, but she didn't even think of beating her to death.
At this moment, she was reading the book with her eyes open.
A book with a completely different history really beat her to death.
Moreover, the school did not prepare textbooks in this era.
The student gave her the messy handwritten notes from his sister’s senior year books and sold them for ten yuan.
There were various quotations in them, as well as editorials from two newspapers and one magazine.
Wait, this is going to test her a little bit.
Looking at the review outline and dense notes at night, Wen Wen was overwhelmed.
Fortunately, the foreign languages in the world in this book were the same.
If the world and language were imaginary, she would have fainted on the floor crying.
After looking at it for a while, I threw away the pen angrily and packed up my things.
The fabrics and wool I bought during the day were given to Granny Wei after she went back.
Granny complained that she was spending money indiscriminately and should not buy any more in the future.
However, she was still very happy.
From the box A green blouse was turned out from the bottom.
The long material is tender and tender green.
It is very beautiful.
It contrasts with the person's green skin and white flesh, which is as white as fat.
The face looks more soft and white under the tender green.
The material is also well-maintained. very good.
"This is a piece of clothing belonging to my family.
They were separated before we were married, and we don't have any daughters at home, so you can keep it and make some alterations to wear.
It's unworn.
Even though the style is a bit old, the material is good."
The old lady resolutely warmed up her clothes.
Wenxin didn’t want it, but the old lady had it all in her hands, so she had to keep it.
She cleared the table, picked up her clothes and looked at them.
It was a blouse.
It looked like what a rich lady from a wealthy family would wear during the Republic of China.
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The kind with a fork on the side.
It looks ready, but there is no embroidery.
It is an unfinished semi-finished product.
As for the material, it is indeed a good material.
The green silk emits a pearl-like glow under the light.
The cloth is placed on the bare arm. , like a person's second layer of skin, you can't feel any friction at all, it is as smooth as nothing, only a slight coolness.
Even if Wen Wen doesn't understand, he still knows that this is a rare and good silk material, but it's good, no one wears silk now, so if you have to wear it, you can only wear it as pajamas.
Before going to bed, she counted her savings and found that she only had 760 yuan left.
This made her feel a little bit in crisis.
She needed seven months of living expenses.
Even if she was admitted to college, even if she received various subsidies, she would have to save more for living expenses. , this little money is simply not enough.
She was a little worried.
Her system was extracting, extracting the pure part of an ingredient, such as ginger.
A piece of ginger extracted the most essential ginger juice.
After the system filtered out only three or five drops, the ginger was still the same.
It looks like it, but when you cut it open, you will find that the ginger flavor is a little weak, but it does not hinder its use, just cut two more slices.
The three or five drops extracted are the best essence inside.
When cooking, only half a drop is enough.
Moreover, the substances extracted by the system are sterile and can be stored for a long time without deterioration.
She had been walking around Longzhou for several days and saw small fish and shrimps for sale at very cheap prices.
She bought a handful for two yuan, then took out some shrimp oil and fish oil, and sold the remaining shrimps for sixty cents.
The leftover fish is sold cheaply.
Two drops of fish oil and shrimp oil are extracted for cooking and making soup.
It is very fragrant and fresh, but it cannot be sold for money.
There is also ginger juice, which only she can use.
No one else knows what it is. thing.
Wen Wenxin is a little worried when he is short of money.
It would be great if the system was a storage system, so that he could store a large amount of rice, noodles and things for people's livelihood.
When he was short of money, he could sell some of them, so he wouldn't have to worry.
But she didn't dare to think too much.
What if the system really changed?
Compared with extraction and storage, she will still choose the extraction system, because compared to storage, the extracted food is of great benefit to herself.
She likes to cook food, and what she likes is that others are shocked after eating the food she made.
She looked like a heavenly being, and then she stopped doing it, allowing others to watch but not eat, and tortured them to the point of screaming, just like her college roommates.
Occasionally she would show her hand, and they would be moved to tears and call her daddy.
She would only give a little of the system's things to others casually, but would use them more for her own whole-body nourishment, and the extraction function was more advanced than the one that could only be stored.
But in this era, materials are scarce and people have never seen any good things.
She can't make money with the high-end products she extracts.
Unlike online shopping in later generations, she made a lot of money just selling essential oils, olive oil and coconut oil, although some buyers complained.
Does her product brand have a small brand, is it a small workshop, or does it have any safety hazards?
But who knows who uses her stuff?
The quality is definitely the highest on the Internet, far exceeding export sales.
If it weren't for making money, she would still be reluctant to sell the stuff produced by the system.
Later, she directly bought it in limited quantities, whether she wanted to buy it or not, but it was sold out as soon as it was put on the shelves. , no one complains about the brand anymore.
Should we now ask her to buy a bunch of tea seeds and beans and sell them in cooking oil?
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Hey, this doesn't seem to be impossible.
Wen Xin took a bag and ran to the Second Grain Store in Longcheng the next day.
We went there to look around.
Longcheng is not a big city, but it is close to several big cities around Xianghai and has quite a lot of things.
Yes, the grain store is next to the post office, and it is very lively with people coming and going.
She followed the crowd and waited in line for a while before getting in.
In the grain store's dozens-square-meter room, there were either cabinets or bags filled with grain.
There was a registration clerk, two cashiers, and four grain payers inside.
The food items were rice, noodles, red beans, and soybeans.
When it was Wenxin's turn, she asked for soybeans directly.
When she bought royal oil and clothes in Kyoto, she asked for tickets when she didn't have enough money.
She exchanged a lot of national food stamps in her hand, which was just the time.
Buy soybeans.
Food prices in this hypothetical era were not cheap.
White flour cost 85 cents per dollar, soybean oil cost 8.14 cents.
According to grade, rice ranged from 85 cents per dollar to 75 cents per dollar.
Corn flour and sorghum rice both cost 95 cents. , soybeans are one dollar and sixty cents.
Wen Xin calculated in his mind that the system could extract 2 taels of oil from a pound of beans.
There was still oil after the beans were extracted, but what was left was inferior oil that the picky system had relatively removed.
The oil extraction rate was half as low as it should be normally.
At about four taels, she can sell the beans for less than half the price, forty or five cents, and then she can probably make more than half the money.
This account is quite cost-effective.
When it was Wenxin's turn, she smiled at the cashier: "Excuse me, ten pounds of soybeans."
After saying that, she handed over the money and coarse grain stamps.
The payer glanced at Wenxin, not many people had bought so many beans.
Well, Wenxin caught the beans in a bag and lifted them up, but she didn't expect them to be so heavy.
After leaving the grain store, she found an alleyway with no people around.
In fact, it didn't matter if there were people there, because the system couldn't see others when extracting it.
Warmly summoned the system, designated the extract, and then automatically extracted it.
After finishing the extraction, she opened the bag and looked at the soybeans.
The soybeans were originally plump and round.
When she picked up one and looked closely, she found that the surface was slightly wrinkled.
The essential germ part of each soybean and the oil stains have been extracted, and the rest is the residue that the system does not want.
It can't be said that it's a waste, the remaining parts can be eaten, but the nutritional content will be slightly lower.
Wenxin went back with the beans, and found a lesbian randomly.
She pulled her, and the woman glanced at Wenxin sideways.
One glance.
She whispered: "Would you like to buy soybeans?
It's eight pounds.
I'll sell them for 50 cents a pound and get food stamps."
The woman had short hair, white eyes, and a pointed mouth.
She had just been chatting with the people she met before about which one was cheaper, which one was a cent more expensive, and which one was a better deal.
When she heard Wen Xin said, , just wanted to refuse, she didn’t want to buy beans at all, she wanted to buy refined grains.
But when she heard Wen Xin say it was fifty cents a pound, she swallowed her words alive.
I turned around and reached out to grab a handful of soybeans in the warm bag.
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I felt that the grains were a little smaller, but they were only 50 cents a pound.
This, this is too cheap.
These are soybeans.
They sell for 1.16 cents in the grain store, which is half the price. many.
She immediately poked the person she met in front of her, then stepped aside as a sign of warmth, and finally walked to the corner next to the grain store.
The two women squatted in front of the bag of soybeans, pulling and pulling them all over to make sure the beans were okay.
After looking at each other, they determined that Wenxin was selling them for 50 cents plus food stamps, so they happily looked for them.
They found a place where they could weigh themselves, and each person was given four pounds.
This is 40 cents a pound of soybeans.
If you can't finish it, buy it back and share it with your relatives.
Even if you buy it for 11.16 cents as a gift, why don't others return a gift of the same price?
In this way, Wen Xin bought the soybeans for seven yuan per catty.
Ten pounds of beans produced two catties of oil, and the cost was seven yuan.
One catty of oil and grain stores sold them for eight yuan and 14 cents.
She sold them for seven yuan, making money every time. doubled.
It's not bad, it's better than nothing, Wen Xin asked, the nearest black market is in the second alley to the south.
She went back to Wei's house and wrapped herself tightly, then found a small jar and a small container for measuring oil.
He picked it up and ran over.
In the past, this was called a black market and was illegal, but in several cities on the Xianghai side, the wave of reform and opening up swept ahead of schedule.
There are more and more grains and various agricultural and sideline products.
In the next two years, food stamps will become less and less valuable.
Many restaurants will no longer accept food stamps because they can legitimately charge more.
Therefore, in the current black market, that is, the free trading market, although the traders are still sneaky, there are obviously more people trading, there is a whole street, and the superiors are turning a blind eye and not arresting many people.
Wen Xin didn't expect oil to be so easy to sell, but a square-faced man bought it all for only fourteen yuan.
The grain store only paid eight yuan per pound.
He didn't even ask for a gas ticket.
He was a fool not to buy it.
After she finished selling, she walked around and saw someone selling soybeans, which weighed about ten kilograms.
She bought them without any trouble.
The elder brother quickly said: "Hey, girl, you have to return this bag to me.
You didn't bring anything to pack it with." " Wen Xin said that the moment she took the bag, she called the system and immediately took out the oil.
She took out two and a half kilograms of oil.
Then she smiled and said to the big brother while taking out the bag: "Brother, wait for me, I'll put the beans in."
If you sell it, the bag will be returned to you.”
The elder brother looked at Wen Xin and said, "What?"
He didn't understand.
At this time, a woman wearing a headscarf came over and said, "What's the price of the beans?"
Wen Xin hurriedly whispered: "Half price, fifty cents, that's all.
Sister, you can take it all.
If I can't sell it, I will take it back in a while.
There is no such price anywhere."
The big brother who owned the bag next to "five cents" looked at Wen Xin as if he were a fool.
He just sold it to this girl for a piece, but in the blink of an eye, she sold it for fifty cents.
She, is she a fool?
"It's really five cents."
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The woman immediately opened the mouth of the bag that Wen Xin placed on the ground, grabbed a handful and looked at it.
She didn't see anything.
It was a bit small and seemed to have lost some water, but it sold for fifty cents.
It was really a profit.
Wenxin borrowed the big brother's nickname and sold the beans in seconds.
The eldest sister, who looked like a strong person at first glance, took the bag and packed the beans, threw it over her shoulder, and walked away with a long stride.
"Girl, you, aren't you going to pay for it?"
The elder brother was trembling as he spoke.
He had seen fools before, but never such a fool.
What the hell are you doing selling for 50 cents a piece?
"No compensation, no compensation."
Wen Xin said with a smile, "Brother, do you want to buy oil?
It costs seven yuan a catty.
I have two and a half catties here, so you can give me fifteen yuan."
Products produced by the system must be of high quality.
The oil sold by Wenxin has a clear color and you can tell it is a good oil at a glance.
Finally, Wenxin carried a small empty jar and walked home along the alley.
Unexpectedly, she made more than ten yuan every time she came back.
When she went back, she passed by a state-owned restaurant, and the menu actually included seafood, hairy crabs, and cream.
Full of meat and fat, Wenxin bought three, ate one, and wrapped the other two to take away, which only cost three yuan.
When he went back in the evening, Old Man Wei was munching on hairy crabs and told Wen Wen about this: "The Gu family's wife said that your fish head soup is good, and I'll give you two yuan a pot.
I think the price is okay.
You can go and make it then."
Put the materials in there and I’ll look at them for you, then you can come back and continue studying.”
The old couple knew that Wenxin would take the college entrance examination next year, and they were very supportive.
"If you don't want to go, I'll tell the Gu family's wife."
Old man Wei looked at Wenxin picking up the rice, and he probably didn't want to.
Two yuan was a little short, but when Wen Xin thought about it, it didn't take much effort.
She had prepared the materials.
Old Wei was right there, just watching the fire.
Although she went around and sold more than a dozen yuan today, but the oil After all, it's not a large amount of consumables like rice and noodles.
It's impossible to sell them every day.
It's okay to go around twice every three weeks.
In this day and age, she has to continue to earn college tuition and living expenses.
Thinking about it makes her cry.
How much has she earned for college living expenses?
Will she have a day to finish college?
Two yuan a day, sixty a month, more than four hundred in seven months.
Calculated before entering school, this is a good income.
And I don’t know if there are any female customers there.
She can also sell some palace oil by the way.
There are so many people.
There is business only in places where there is no business.
When she came here, she was not familiar with the place and knew few people.
She was in urgent need of a large number of customers.
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"No, Grandpa, tell the proprietress that I'll go."
Wenxin smiled sweetly and said to Old Man Wei, why don't you go?
The proprietress named Gu was one of the first people who dared to eat crabs.
Her current business method is the predecessor of a private restaurant.
After about next year, she will be able to apply to the industrial and commercial department to open a restaurant.
The black market has become a free market, and private ownership will soon be legal.
The next day, the weather was not very good.
It was drizzling when we went out.
The whole Longzhou was shrouded in a long mist and rain, but it seemed picturesque, dreamlike, with black tiles and white walls in the city alleys, and stone roads on the ground.
After being washed by the rain, the original color of the bluestone was restored.
The city in the rain had a charming and hazy beauty everywhere.
Wen Xin felt that this city was beautiful.
She followed Mr.
Wei into the three-story building and walked into a simple and simple main room.
The first sight of others seeing her was also beautiful.
Holding an oil paper fan, he followed Old Man Wei through the alley.
As soon as he entered the house, Mr.
Wei stepped out of the way, and Gu Qingtong felt his eyes light up.
His long hair was rolled up like a waterfall, his face was as big as a palm, and his eyebrows were sparkling.
There was a smile at the corner of her mouth, her lips were as red as wild cherries in May and June, her skin looked like snow, and she was wearing a waist-fitting dress imitating the style of the Republic of China.
She wears a side-swept blouse and a long skirt, and her waist swings lightly when she walks.
She is 30% habitual and 70% charming.
However, judging from Gu Qingtong's eyes, although this little beauty is 70% charming and 70% charming, there is not a single ounce of it.
It's obscene.
Just look at the way her legs are walking and she's still a girl.
She's just out of that look.
"This is my niece, Wei Xin.
This is Mrs.
Gu, the daughter-in-law of the Gu family.
Please call her Sister-in-law Gu."
Old Man Wei said.
Mrs.
Gu can be called whatever she is from any era, but now there are all kinds of names in the world.
Wen Wen has seen a lot of modern beauties, so I feel good when meeting Gu Qingtong, but I think her temperament is very special.
Temperament is quite illusory. , but when you really come into contact with people with temperament, you can find that their aura and demeanor are obviously different from those around them and have a unique style of their own.
If warmth comes from modern magazines, then Gu Qingtong comes from pictures of ladies.
He is warm and informal, and the other person is reserved and polite.
Gu Qingtong feels that Wen Wenxin is very innocent and childish, and Wen Xin feels that Gu Qingtong is very comfortable to get along with.
"Hello, boss lady."
Wen Xin stretched out her hand.
"Hello, Miss Wei."
"Let's call me Wenxin."
Wenxin almost touched her forehead.
Miss, in this era, you are called like a little princess.
In modern times, this is not a good word.
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Modern people call me little sister.
Gu Qingtong smiled lightly, "You can also call me Qingtong."
"Okay, Sister Bronze."
Wen Xin is quite happy to stay here, because old man Wei is here and takes care of her in every way.
Gu Qingtong and his wife don't talk much, and the environment here is quiet.
When no one is around, she can go to the inner room.
Reading, while the fish heads were stewed on the stove, she would read while looking at the fire.
Gu Qingtong is a person who understands propriety and distance very well.
She built a stove for Wen Xin alone and separated a room so that no one would think that anyone was peeking at her craftsmanship.
The mute husband worked very smoothly, and it took half a day.
After a while, it was built with green bricks.
At the beginning, Wen Xin came to put the ingredients in the pot, lit the fire and left.
Old Wei would watch the fire, but later she was too lazy to walk back and forth, carrying a book bag every day like she was going to school.
While reading and cooking, I went back with Old Man Wei in the evening.
She also lends a hand when the house is busy.
"Warmth" Sister Bronze called her.
"Hey" Wenxin quickly filled the fish soup and brought it over.
She has a stove with two pots.
The pot for making fish soup is not big, it is a larger old-fashioned clay pot.
I don’t know how many years it has been used.
Only the soup made in this old soup pot tastes good.
The stove next to her was idle.
Wen Wenxin was a diligent person, not lazy at all, and her business acumen was certainly not considered a brain.
Even in the modern catering industry, everything was provided as a gift, so she just picked up a pot and poured some food. water, sprinkle some of the system's extracted sea salt, add a few drops of the system After extracting the shrimp oil, there was still a lot of dried fruit oil in her system, such as peanut oil, almond oil, sesame oil, and walnut oil, and there were more than a dozen kinds.
Before, Yama got a bag of hazelnuts for her to shell, but later she didn't After grilling, I simply pulled out the oil, so there is still hazelnut oil in it.
Warmly add a few drops of two kinds of oil, throw in a handful of chopped green onions, and a pot of clear soup comes out.
It’s completely free.
Guests can get a bowl of clear soup for free if they need it.
She also didn't expect that the clear soup would be so popular, and the pot would be gone in no time.
The people who came here were not ordinary people.
Most people went to eat in state-owned restaurants.
Gu Qingtong's guests were all repeat customers brought by friends.
After having a good meal once, they brought their friends to eat.
If their friends thought it was good, they brought their colleagues. .
The ducks she cooks are indeed excellent and cannot be found anywhere else.
Nowadays, there are few private ones and the taste of state-owned ones is average.
Gu Qingtong relies on word of mouth.
Ordinary people are not willing to come to eat.
She does not receive them either.
Those who come are all with public officials.
The income was good, and I would occasionally come here to have tooth festivals, have meals with friends, etc., and it gradually became prosperous.
Today there are four tables, two rooms on the left and one on the right, all four compartments are full, and three pots of clear soup have been boiled.
When the clear soup was first served, these young leaders of the municipal party committee thought it was shabu-shabu water.
Their faces don't look very good.
Even if it is free, there is a layer of grease floating on the bowl.
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I throw in a few chopped green onions, and then I can clearly see the bottom of the bowl.
There is nothing in the clear soup.
This is not shabu-shabu water.
Pour water and oil into the pot, rinse it and serve it Several people didn't drink.
Later, one of them was so full that he drank a sip of it as water.
Oops.
Then he drank it all in one sip and asked for another bowl.
There was nothing.
The taste was damn delicious.
It was greasy to drink after eating duck.
One bite and all the greasiness is gone, and you can still have another one.
Everyone at several tables had eaten too much.
Gu Qingtong came in with a smile and handed over ten yuan for Wen Xin, six yuan for three pots of fish head, and the remaining money for her clear soup.
Gu Bronze, a man as smart as a human being, could certainly tell that the clear soup was not shabu-shabu water.
Wen Xin was short of money now, so she took it without any coyness, "Thank you, Sister Qing Qing."
Thinking of something, she turned around and asked Gu Qing Qing with a smile, "Sister Qing Qing, what are you using on your face now?
I have something special here.
Use this good facial oil, try it, and if you like it, I’ll give you a friendly price.”
Gu Qingtong gave her ten yuan and asked for two boxes after using it for two days.
Wen Xin made dozens in two or three days.
It's a pity that all the people who come to eat are men, and there are a few women.
If I don't recommend them to buy it for their wives, I think every one of them would rather eat it.
At Gu's house, Wenxin just reads when she has nothing to do.
When she's tired, she helps others to do some activities.
Sometimes she even carries a plate or a bowl when there are too many people.
She is enthusiastic in her service, has a sweet smile, and has a charming appearance, which makes people feel comfortable and confident. wink.
The business in Gu Bronze's shop is getting better.
At the table yesterday, a deputy director from the industrial and commercial cadre side casually said to Gu Qingtong: "Comrade Qingtong, have you, Comrade Wei, found a partner yet?"
Gu Qingtong smiled and said: "I don't know this, Director Liu is..."
"I think Comrade Wei is good.
Let's introduce her to someone."
"Here" someone called her from another room.
She smiled and went out.
Since Wenxin came to the Gu family, the Gu family's business has gone up a level.
Before coming, there were only two or three tables a day, and sometimes three or five tables.
But now there can be eight or nine tables a day, and every table will eat.
He left twenty to thirty yuan, and now his daily income is two to three hundred yuan.
After excluding wages and materials, the net profit is two hundred.
In an era when the average monthly salary was fifty yuan, the highest for workers was only seventy or eighty yuan, and for the children of cadres was more than one hundred yuan, this was really a lot of money.
Before Wen Xin came, the Gu family's daily income was only fifty or sixty, but now it has more than tripled.
"You are just a little fortune star," Gu Qingtong said to her.
Wenxin took the ten yuan she gave her.
She was getting ten yuan a day as salary these days.
When she heard this, she smiled and said, "Since you are a small fortune star, let's increase your salary, boss."
"That's not enough," Gu Qingtong said, "Look around and ask if anyone is getting a salary of ten yuan a day."
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Alas, Wenxin sighed.
She also wanted to catch up on this trend, but unfortunately she didn't have the energy.
She read books every day.
It took more than a day or two to open such a stall.
She should wait until she is admitted to college.
The next morning, it was very cold.
Wen Xin wore the thin pink sweater that Mrs.
Wei knitted for her.
She knitted it too slowly.
The old lady had nothing to do at home, so she knitted it in one day.
The old lady's hands were very skillful.
She looked like Wen Xin, the fabric was perfectly knitted, loose and loose, with a round collar and a pair of straight blue trousers, which made the whole person appear pink, tender and sweet but not sweet.
In the evening, Wenxin took some time to take some duck meat from Gu's house and sent it back to Mrs.
Wei for dinner.
After a while, she went back to Gu's house.
At this time, they were busy there.
As soon as they entered the alley, sure enough, Old Wei and her mute husband were having a meal.
Serving duck meat and braised meat to guests in two rooms.
Old Man Wei had been feeling a little uncomfortable in his legs and feet for the past two days.
Wenxin quickly took him over and let him rest for a while.
He sent the duck meat from that house to him.
As soon as he left the house and came to the alley, he heard the sound of a car outside. .
Who drove here?
Cars were still rare at this time.
Gu Qingtong walked out of the kitchen.
The people who come here are all friends and small cadres and leaders from friends' institutions.
Most of them know each other if they have such spending power, but none of them drive here.
Through the bamboo curtain in the alley, I saw someone getting out of the car.
It was a domestic black car, and two people got out of the car.
These two people are also dressed very fashionably.
One of them has a majestic body and a dignified appearance.
From a distance, he looks very cool.
Even from the perspective of future generations, he is still fashionable.
He wears a light gray thin woolen half-length coat. pregnant, white sweater, black trousers, feet It was a pair of black military boots, especially the moment he came out of the co-pilot, he lowered his head slightly, stepped on the ground with his long legs, glanced sideways this way, and when he stood up, it was really hard to express, especially for those who were born in this era.
With his clothes, he looks like a fairy.
The yard was not big.
I got out of the car and walked in a few steps.
As soon as I opened the curtain, two people came in one after the other.
The tall one in front was wearing glasses, and the one behind was with his arms open and his eyebrows clear, but he looked at He didn't seem to be looking good and his face was gloomy.
When he came in, he was standing in the hall with his long hair tied up.
A few soft strands of hair hung down on his cheeks.
His tender red lips were slightly open and he looked at her blankly. people.
Gu Qingtong couldn't figure out the identity of the person behind her, but she looked much more imposing than the one in front.
She knew the person in front of him.
She had been here once.
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He was a small section chief of the Education Bureau.
His father was a capable man.
"You two Come to my humble home, please come over here for dinner."
Gu Qingqing greeted them and led the two of them into another room in a gentle but not overly attentive manner.
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