I'm a cannon fodder, but I'm actually a heartthrob

[You are a beautiful widow who lost the protection of her husband, was driven out of the house, and can only make a living by selling bread. ]

Rong Jin asked in surprise: "Qiqi, is that you?"

【Um. 】

Rong Jin told 0517 about his experiences in the four mirror worlds with grievance, and asked: "Qiqi, where have you been? I can't contact you."

0517 said: [Something happened.]

"Oh, then Qiqi, when can I leave the mirror world?"

0517 whispered: [It’s almost time, this is the last one, but in the mirror world, I can’t contact you. ]

He comforted Rong Jin again: [Don't worry, you will be able to leave the mirror world directly in five days.]

"Thank you Qiqi, goodbye Qiqi~"

With 0517's last words, Rong Jin was not worried at all.

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[You are a beautiful widow who has lost the blessing of her husband...]

Rong Jin felt her head was dizzy and her memory was blank. She only remembered that she was a beautiful widow who had lost the protection of her husband.

He looked at himself in the mirror and exclaimed, "Wow, I'm so beautiful."

No wonder he is a handsome widow.

Rong Jin blinked and remembered that he had to sell bread.

Without selling bread he wouldn't be able to pay the rent for today.

Because he was too poor, he paid his rent on a daily basis.

The rent is... five thousand?!

Rong Jin was stunned.

He had no memory of the past, but he vaguely felt that the rent was a bit outrageous, especially for one day.

Rong Jin couldn't help but wonder how he could pay the rent.

He walked to the desk and saw a piece of paper on it.

"Small bread, five hundred yuan each."

Rong Jin was stunned again.

Five hundred for a small loaf of bread? Isn't this price too outrageous?

"Seven seven..."

His voice stopped.

Who is Qiqi? Why did he subconsciously call out this name?

Rong Jin couldn't remember, so he wrote the two words "Qi Qi" on a piece of paper.

"Okay, I'm going to go out and sell buns."

His destination today is near a high-end hotel. He heard that there are many rich people in that area, and they are stupid and easy to cheat.

Rong Jin went to his destination with fifteen small breads in a basket.

There weren't many people around the high-end hotel. Rong Jin walked around but didn't run into any rich people.

"Hello, are you looking for someone?"

a man in a blue suit approached and asked.

Rong Jin's eyes lit up instantly.

Just by looking at the man's clothes, he knew that he was a rich man. He tried hard to think of how to coax him into buying his bread, then nodded and said, "Well, I'm looking for my brother."

The man raised an eyebrow: "Brother?"

Rong Jin sniffed, his eyes moistened. "My parents died when I was young, and I grew up with my brother. But my brother got lost in the neighborhood when I was fourteen. I would come around the neighborhood every day, hoping to find my brother."

The man touched his head distressedly and said, "Oh, how pitiful, what's your brother's name?"

"My brother's name is Qiqi," Rong Jin said, lifting the floral cloth on the basket. "Sir, would you like to buy some buns? My brother taught me how to make them. They're delicious."

The man nodded happily and said, "Okay, give me ten."

Rong Jin quickly packed ten small loaves of bread for the man, then said with squinting eyes, "Your bread costs five thousand yuan in total."

The man gasped, "How much did you say?"

Rong Jin smiled and repeated, "Sir, a total of five thousand yuan."

The man is indeed rich, but that doesn't mean he is stupid. A loaf of bread costs 500 yuan, and this bread must have a gold rim.

He pinched Rong Jin's face and said, "Are you kidding me?"

Rong Jin looked at him innocently and said, "Sir, I didn't."

The man laughed, took his bread and transferred the money: "Okay, since you are...good-looking, I will buy this expensive bread today."

The man lowered his head and asked, "What's your name?"

Rong Jin said honestly: "My name is Rong Jin."

The man said with satisfaction: "Well, the name is nice, bye."

He walked a few steps, turned around and said, "My name is Luo Wen, remember?"

Rong Jin waved his hand obediently: "Remember, goodbye, Mr. Luo."

He happily covered the bread with the floral cloth and prepared to go home.

My luck today is so good. I sold ten loaves of bread in one go. It seems that what that person said was right. There are a lot of rich people near the luxury hotel.

Rong Jin returned home, transferred today's rent to the landlord, and used the remaining five small breads for dinner.

"Hey, it tastes weird."

Rong Jin found that this bread only looked good, but the taste was average.

He managed to eat three loaves of bread.

On the other side, Lowen opened the bag of bread, slowly picked up a piece of bread that looked good and took a bite.

The first bite tasted weird.

I took another big bite and it tasted weird.

The third bite still tasted weird.

Luo Wen put down the bread, having determined that the problem was not his, but the bread's.

He smiled helplessly: "Really... you."

His tone was very doting.

The bread sold very well on the first day, but not so well on the second day.

The first thing was to make bread. Rong Jin had never made bread before and didn’t remember how he made it before, so he could only learn it again by following the tutorial in a book.

After working for a few hours, Rong Jin looked at the blackened bread and then at the time which was 1:30 in the afternoon.

No, he doesn't have a second chance.

With tears in his eyes, Rong Jin randomly placed some decorative items on the bread, trying to make it look better.

After doing this, he ran to the luxury hotel with eleven small loaves of bread.

He doesn't have much time today and can't delay.

Rong Jin thought for a moment and decided to wait for someone at the hotel entrance.

After squatting for half an hour, he saw a man in a black suit approaching him.

Rong Jin found the right time, walked out from the corner and said to the man: "Hello sir, would you like to buy some bread? The bread I make is delicious."

Because he felt too guilty, Rong Jin's heart beat a little faster.

He coughed twice to ease his guilty conscience and continued, "Sir, do you want to buy some bread?"

Since the man didn't refuse directly, there was hope. Rong Jin waited patiently for the man's answer.

The man waved his hand and three bodyguards appeared.

Rong Jin immediately took a few steps back, thinking that the man was going to let the bodyguards beat him up.

Unexpectedly, the man said, "Bring a stool over here."

One of the bodyguards entered the hotel and came out with a stool a short while later.

Rong Jin looked at the man suspiciously as he sat on the stool and said to him, "Sing for me. I'll buy you some bread if you sing a few songs."

And this is a good thing!!

Rong Jin stood up straight and said, "Don't worry, sir. I know a lot of songs and I guarantee you will enjoy them." It's bankruptcy~

"Ahem, two tigers..."

“Twinkle, twinkle…”

"Tian Yang Dang..."

The man said speechlessly: "I don't want to listen to this kind of song, change it."

Rong Jin obediently changed his tone: "Study..."

"Unity..."

"Dangdangdang..."

The man felt something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

What's more, these songs make your blood boil.

Rong Jin sang eleven songs with a refreshed spirit and regretted not making a few more loaves of bread.