"Hey, my friend! But what good things do you need to buy? I tell you, there are many good things here, and young guys like you often come here to buy them!"

Looking at the old man's lewd and evil gaze, Mo Feng looked speechless and looked at the old man with a fierce look. Then he coughed lightly and said seriously: "Do you have medicine here?"

"Pharm?" The old man smiled evilly again, with a look of a promising expression on his face. He immediately responded: "Young man, this thing has been strictly regulated recently. I don't have high-end goods here. What do you think if it's a bit low-end?"

"Uh," Mo Feng had a black line. This pussy was disrespectful! Then he said speechlessly: "Well, what I want is not the kind of medicine you mentioned. Do you have any medicine that can be used to medicine? If you don't kill the fish medicine, you just surface in a daze."

When the words came out, the old man narrowed his eyes instantly, looked at Mo Feng's eyes up and down, and then he held his voice and said, "Young man, medicine fish is illegal!"

"Puff," Mo Feng looked like you sister. Is it illegal for you to sell the kind of medicine just now? But no matter how much you scold, you still have to do the serious business. Thinking of it, he had already taken out five photos of Grandpa Mao and slapped it on the table: "Do you have it or not?"

The latter instantly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I wonder how much do you want?"

"Let's get two boxes first!" Mo Feng waved his hand disapprovingly.

"Oh, let me give you two first." Speaking of this, the old man's voice stopped abruptly, and the muscles on his lips twitched hard, and he pursed his lips with an expression of how much you just said.

"What, is there any problem?" Mo Feng asked in surprise.

"No, no problem." The old man's heart was bleeding. People bought it by bag, only a few grams per pack, and the price was generally around 70 or 80 yuan. He is better, how many boxes he bought it directly? Isn't this special meow nonsense? Can you buy it for 500 yuan?

"But my friend, I don't have so much stocking in my store for the time being. Do you think you should wait a few days?" the old man asked. Although the purchase price of two boxes is not low, it is considered a big product and should be able to make a small profit.

"How long does it take? I'm in a hurry and I'll give you three days at most. If you can, I'll find the next one." Mo Feng said very firmly, and the banknotes in his hand may be withdrawn at any time. He couldn't help but feel distressed by the old man opposite him, and said at the same time: "Three days, three days can be guaranteed to get it for you, but you need to pay a deposit of 200 yuan first, please see."

Before the old man could finish his words, Mo Feng had already drawn out two photos and reminded him: "Remember, what I want is to only dizzy medicine instead of death. Otherwise, your store will not be opened."

“It must be certain,”

"By the way, how effective is this medicine? How long will it take? How much do it take?" Mo Feng asked suddenly.

"We are a piece of medicine here. If you take medicine from the upstream, you can reach five kilometers by 3 or 5 pieces. As for the effect, it should be effective in less than twenty minutes." The old man explained.

In the next few days, Mo Feng's hot list has receded, and he himself is purchasing possible objects everywhere.

Outside the factory in Hecheng City, a roar of sports cars sounded very pleasant.

It seemed that the r8 purchased by Mo Feng had arrived, and he was very flirtatious. Especially when he was speeding up and his body was close to the chair, it felt very sour.

At this time, inside the factory.

Mo Feng looked at the composite bow body in front of him. The bow body was dark black, the skeleton was very symmetrical and orderly, and the wheels on both sides looked good. In the advanced arrow boxes on the side, rows of charcoal fiber feather arrows looked like light was flowing, and it was not difficult for sharp arrows to pierce the wild boar skin.

He grabbed it and the bow body was twice as heavy as an ordinary bow and arrow, which was estimated to be ten kilograms. Mo Feng grabbed the bow string with both hands, and suddenly the sound of the bow string twisting was heard.

"Gudu," the onlookers and the deputy factory director were slightly stunned. That was one hundred and eighty pounds, and they were pulled away so easily?

He pulled the elastic force again, and Mo Feng said unsatisfiedly: "It's better to be too light, just use it!"

"Come on, use it?" Everyone pursed their lips. How could those who like to play with bows and arrows live? One hundred and eighty pounds are called making do with it?

After a while, next to the supercar.

Mo Feng casually threw the bow and arrow in the passenger seat, and then a low roar sounded, and saw that the r8 had turned into a dark black shadow and quickly left, leaving no trace.

Then, Mo Feng went to the grocery store to pick up the two boxes of treasures. At the same time, he went to the pharmacy to buy a batch of special medicines, including serum and other possible uses.

On the highway, the afterglow of dusk was shrouded in the bright black supercar.

In the car, Mo Feng looked at him without any joy and worry. His arm was placed on the car window, as if he was thinking about something.

It was already past six o'clock in the evening, and Mo Feng had already returned to his small rental house.

At this moment, a phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, Mo Feng smiled bitterly and answered.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Mo Xi's somewhat obscure mosquitoes and flies sounded.

"What's wrong? Do you miss your brother?" Mo Feng also loved his sister very much. The two were seven or eight years apart, and they really had no quarrel since childhood.

On the other end of the phone, Mo Xi curled her lips funnyly, and then muttered, "Brother, it's May Day tomorrow. Is your company on vacation?"

Mo Feng was slightly silent, then showed a soft smile and said, "You should have a holiday tomorrow, right? Wait until I will wait for me and I will come over to pick you up."

"Yeah," Chen Xi nodded excitedly, then he stuck out his tongue and hung up the phone.

Since he went to college and entered society, Mo Feng has really not had much time to accompany his parents and relatives. He knew how much hardship his parents suffered for him. It was precisely because of these that he gritted his teeth and persevered, and he did not dare to slack off. He would not do anything for others, even if he was just for his parents.

Once upon a time he grew up and saw that his ordinary parents were no longer young, and his spine was gradually bent. He often worried about the future and the house for him with anxiety, and even counted the rest of his life for ten years but still sighed, it was difficult to buy a house in the city.

Their hair was tired and white, and they were almost fifty years old, but they were still domineering. Mo Feng remembered everything in his heart. He turned the tears of heartache into gritting his teeth and persevering. He did not dare to relax, so he held several positions. He was even more unwilling to give up. He firmly believed that God would pay off his best.

And two years ago, the year of graduation.

He said he would work hard, but that person still left without hesitation. After that, he no longer believed in love, and his parents lived in regret. In their opinion, it was their incompetence that made his son fall into pain.

But as he entered society, he gradually adapted to the cruelty. Her choice was very ordinary, but she was also very determined. Hate? It has disappeared long ago. Love? It has not been said, but that heart has been frozen. In the end, how many people can dissolve it?

(Note: This passage is a bit long-winded, but it expresses his thoughts. Originally, one story at the beginning of the article is 3,000 words, and one story belonging to thousands of people, but it was deleted by the editor-in-chief Shen Ling. I am sorry to some of the book friends I have read.)

ps: I can't afford to pay back my parents' affection, but I don't want to make excuses for me. Some of the people who read my books are still in school. I hope you can be self-disciplined and do something meaningful. Don't use it as an excuse for making friends as an excuse for you to play games, because in the future you will find that the pussy thing will only make people look down on you. If you can be self-disciplined, I will feel relieved even if you abandon my books.

More book friends on Qidian have entered society. You may be doing well, or you may not be doing well. I am doing very poorly now (I have been working for a month and I am tired). But I will brainwash myself. Remember, if you don’t die, you will eventually make a breakthrough. If you don’t force yourself, you will never know how strong you are.

I used to be very naive, but I saw the rich people envy, but now I am still very naive, but I saw the rich people's eyes more of the bitterness behind them.

Of course, everyone chooses a different path. Some people want to have a stable life, while others are unwilling to be ordinary, there is no right or wrong, and there is no limitation. The path is your own, and no one can be your mentor.

Finally, give your parents more care. Students, don’t call me just to ask for money. They hope you can talk to them. Working dogs like me come home only a handful of times every year. If you have nothing to do on weekdays, just chat with them.

Words: Time will give you everything you want little by little, but it will also take away what you are most reluctant to leave little by little.

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