The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

Jian Xining was a little undecided for a moment. For the sake of safety, she said: "There is no other flavor. I don't often sell things. I just brought a little more chicken cakes today to sell them. You are so united, I'm looking for you." No, I don’t have any change, please give me the change.”

Seeing Jian Xining being so cautious, the man laughed and said, "Are you scared?"

Jian Xining coughed lightly, "No."

"Don't be afraid, I really want to order other flavors from you. I need a lot of them." The man said in a low voice: "If you have other rare things, you can sell them to me."

Jian Xining looked at him in surprise, "You want everything?"

"Yeah." The man nodded.

Zhao Xiaopang followed Qin Zheng after all, and after being in this black market for so long, he was still wary. He stood in front of Jian Xining and said, "Don't even think about lying to my sister-in-law."

The man looked at Jian Xining in surprise, "Married? She looks quite young."

Jian Xining touched her nose and smiled dryly without explaining.

Zhao Xiaopang blinked and suddenly seemed to have figured out something. He sneered and said, "I don't think you want to buy something, right? My sister-in-law is already married to a famous woman, so put your thoughts aside."

The man laughed and said helplessly to Jian Xining: "I really want to buy something."

Jian Xining couldn't make up her mind for a moment, so she just looked at him quietly.

The man took out a piece of paper from his pocket, took out the pen from his breast pocket, and quickly wrote an address and his name on the paper.

"Here you go, this is my temporary address in this town. If you figure it out, you can bring it to me if you have anything strange. I'll accept everything." The man emphasized again that he knew everything. receive.

Jian Xining took the piece of paper and gently read the name on it, "He Fangsheng."

"You are still literate, no wonder you are so good at doing business." He Fangsheng chuckled, took out the change from his pocket, paid it to Jian Xining, and then left with the chicken cake.

Jian Xining put the paper away, then picked up the basket, looked at Fatty Zhao with a smile and said, "Sold out."

Zhao Xiaopang: "..."

Jian Xining was about to leave happily, but then she thought of something and came back and asked: "Zhao Xiaofa, where does your Brother Qin live? I'll go see him."

"Sister-in-law, I'll take you there." Zhao Xiaopang hurriedly showed his attentiveness.

He led Jian Xining through the black market, arrived at the door of a red door compound, and knocked on the door.

Soon, someone came to open the door. It was Tian Laoliu. He was holding a spatula in his hand and was wearing an apron that didn't fit well. His face was covered with pot ash, and the hair on his eyebrows and forehead seemed to be covered with ash. The fire burned some of it, and it looked a little funny and a little embarrassed.

Seeing Jian Xining, Tian Laoliu said happily: "Oh, sister-in-law, you are here."

Jian Xining said with a smile: "Ah, I'm here to visit the patient."

"Come in, come in, Brother Qin is lying in the room." Tian Laoliu opened the door, and Jian Xining and Zhao Xiaopang came in together.

Zhao Xiaopang looked at Tian Laoliu's burned hair and eyebrows and laughed loudly, "Brother Liu, what are you doing? Why are your eyebrows gone?"

Tian Laoliu kicked him, "Why are you laughing? Tomorrow you will cook for Brother Qin."

Zhao Xiaopang hurriedly waved his hands, "I don't know how to cook. Isn't the girl Qingqing across the door coming to cook for Brother Qin? Brother Six, why do you have to cook it yourself?"

Tian Laoliu rolled his eyes, "Brother Qin won't let you do it, you think I want to do it."

The two of them followed Jian Xining and walked inside.