Beyond Gold and Jade [Interstellar ABO]

Humans in this era have evolved three genders, each with its own special pheromones.

They are always sensitive to smells.Perhaps it is because "smell" is closely related to instinct, and even love can be found in smell, complete reproduction, and produce offspring.

——Therefore, when Pei Qingque consciously woke up from the dream at the moment when the smell of muffins wafted in from behind the crack of the door, she could not think that such behavior was unreasonable, let alone simply attribute it to Yu gluttony.

After washing up neatly, Pei Qingque stepped on his little rabbit slippers and walked downstairs. An uneasy sleep did not affect his good mood when facing the muffins.

Pulling away the chair in front of the dining table, Pei Qingque saw the muffins in front of him that were baked soft, golden on both sides, and even sprinkled with a little honey. She immediately half-closed her eyes with a smile, and gave a thumbs up to the busy people in the kitchen. .

After Pei Qingque settled the three muffins on the plate, Mianmian also put down the housework in her hands, walked up to the little master, took out a fluffy piece of paper from the big pocket of her apron, and put the Zhang Zhi fell in front of Pei Qingque, and said to him: "Master, this strange thing was found by Mian Mian in the mailbox at the door of the house this morning."

"?" Pei Qingque was as puzzled as Mian Mian, took the paper, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The beige paper looks a little inferior because it is too thin, but the format of the text printed on it is very formal. It reads "Ninth District Resource Allocation Management Office" brightly in black block letters, and there is a registration " "Hot water, gas, electricity" and other usage limits.

Looking at the original and updated numbers in the form, Pei Qingque immediately understood what it was.

As expected, the upper limit of resources that the Ninth District provided to their family has increased a lot, even more than double the previous one. Pei Qingque touched the yellow paper like a treasure, and praised Wen Jingyi in his heart for being a man of his word. manly.

He took Mianmian's hand hanging by his side, excited, and said excitedly, "Mianmian! Have you seen this piece of paper! For a long time from now on, we won't have to worry about the shortage of resources!"

As a smart and obedient AI, Mianmian, although she doesn't quite understand what Pei Qingque is saying, she still shows a cute smile at the little master.After being let go by Pei Qingque, she remembered that the clothes she had just washed hadn't dried yet, so she walked lightly and left the small restaurant without disturbing Pei Qingque.

Pei Qingque happily ran upstairs, opened the door of the room, and put this small record sheet into his small suitcase. The moment the suitcase was closed, the feeling of peace of mind made him heave a long sigh of relief.

This not only means that there will be no shortage of energy for supply and use at home, but it also means that I will not return to Meng Wangchuan in despair because I cannot solve such a childish and ridiculous problem in the eyes of the superior... At least he, Pei Qing The sparrow has resolved the most serious crisis it has faced since its independent life by its own strength!

Just as Pei Qingque was secretly cheering herself up, the communication bracelet on the bedside suddenly started to flash.

With a sweet smile on his face, Pei Qingque stretched out his index finger, and pressed the connect button on the light screen. Almost at the same time as the connection was connected, a message came from the communication bracelet that Wen Jingyi had deliberately lowered the decibel. He couldn't hide his excited voice: "Que'er, save the world!"

Pei Qingque has always had nothing to do with his off-line and frizzy little brother, he can even imagine Wen Jingyi on the other side of the communicator jumping up in a hurry, after three seconds of silence, he still opened his mouth and said: "... ...Come on, what do you want me to do this time?"

"Hey," he laughed awkwardly. Relying on the communication, Wen Jingyi only had sound but no picture. He squatted in his small toilet, and with a flick of his skirt, his clean and fit left leg stepped on the toilet seat: "I've been doing this for two days. Didn't I go to sell vegetables with you and be late for school?"

"Before I went to school, I thought about it. I'm late anyway. Why don't I just skip the morning class and go to the tavern to work."

Pei Qingque, as a good boy who has been studying for more than ten years, never dared to think about skipping classes, and was immediately stunned by Wen Jingyi's bold and unrestrained behavior. It's not easy to say: "Well... then what?"

"Then my dad took me back from the tavern!" Wen Jingyi patted his thigh angrily, "I don't know which grandson told the secret, which made me lose my life."

"Your father?" Picking and picking from memory, Pei Qingque finally remembered: "Oh, Wen Zaiye?"

"Yeah," Wen Jingyi covered his mouth and whispered, "I'm being locked up at home by my dad and forcing me to study, and even this newsletter is only sneaking into the toilet when he's cooking. I called you."

"..." Pei Qingque silently digested the amount of information in Wen Jingyi's words, and it took a while to gather up enough courage to speak cautiously: "So?"

"That's why I promised the owner of the tavern this week that I will help him this morning! But I was so watched by my dad that I couldn't get out at all!" Wen Jingyi spoke very quickly, without being out of breath. Then he went on to say: "We are in the joint area, the most important thing is credit. If I let the boss dove, no one will let me do part-time jobs in the future... Queer? Pei Pei? Brother Pei!! Just because I am imprisoned by my own father to study in this small world, please help me out! After this is done, shall I treat you to dinner?"

Wen Jingyi has developed a slick tongue from walking around the streets and alleys since he was a child. Pei Qingque was dizzy and dizzy after reading aloud, and there was only one thought in his mind - if he didn't help Wen Jingyi, What a heinous crime, what a disgrace to my brother, what a...

"Okay, I promise you." Taking advantage of being completely brainwashed by Wen Jingyi's magic voice, Pei Qingque quickly opened his mouth and interrupted the other party's chatter: "Later, you will tell me the specific time, place and precautions. Send it to me, and I'll take over for you after I pack up."

Hearing what Pei Qingque said, Wen Jingyi was as excited as a puppy, and cheered.

But before he could say anything, Pei Qingque heard a vague male voice, the anger in which even Pei Qingque, who was separated by the communicator, could clearly feel:

"Wen Jingyi! I told you to study! Study! Disobedient! I think you are itchy..."

The communication came to an abrupt end here, leaving aside the tragic fate of Wen Jingyi who was discovered by Wen Zaiye.Pei Qingque sighed, shook her head, put down the communication bracelet, made a small cross on her chest, and prayed devoutly for her good friend.

Repeatedly confirming the address sent by Wen Jingyi, Pei Qingque stood in front of the door of the tavern, subconsciously clenched his fists, feeling very complicated.

Looking up, the weather-beaten neon light box was lying quietly next to the gate of the tavern, with three words flashing half-brightly on it-"Bistro".

The name of this tavern is really as simple and natural as his decoration, without any affectation... After a round of frantic complaints in his head, Pei Qingque summoned up his courage, stepped forward and pushed open the brown glass door, a Ruthlessly, he stepped in.

Not to mention the taverns in the ninth district, even when he was still in the central area and lived in Meng's house, Pei Qingque had never stepped into a similar sensual place.One is that these places have age restrictions. The federal government stipulates that the adult status can only be recognized after the age of 22, and he is allowed to enter places where he can touch alcohol. Obviously, his age is not up to the standard.The second is that with Meng Wangchuan's rotten character, it would be a ghost to let him go to a place where monsters and ghosts are stewed in a pot.

So Pei Qingque has lived for 20 years, and all her impressions of pubs, bars and discos come from literary works, movies and TV series, and she has never been to the field for real inspection.

Originally thought that all taverns should have the kind of bright lights and music, gorgeous and corrupt, but after Pei Qingque covered his ears and walked a few steps carefully, he realized that this tavern was quite different from his imagination .

The boss is a female beta with big wavy curly hair, half leaning on the bar made of old wood, wearing an ordinary turquoise cheongsam, wine red hair ends on a small piece of white chest in circles.

The proprietress's fingernails were bright red, and her plum-colored lipstick was covered by a thin layer of white smoke. The deep and soothing piano music was flowing in the air, which matched her own beautiful voice very well: "You Is it the substitute called by Jing Yi?"

The woman's voice was very nice, and the ending sounded like a hook, which made Pei Qingque's face turn red in an instant, and she put down her hands covering her ears, and stammered, "Ah, yes , I... I am."

"What a cutie," the proprietress chuckled lightly, and hooked her fingers at Pei Qingque: "Come with me."

The other party turned around neatly, seeing that his back was about to disappear behind the bar, Pei Qingque didn't care about being shy or not, and hurriedly followed to avoid getting lost.

When he arrived at the back kitchen, Pei Qingque looked at the apron and chef's overalls brought to him by the proprietress in her hand, and the shocked expression that said "Wen Jingyi is actually a chef in a bar" made the proprietress cover her face and chuckle.

"Otherwise, what do you think? It's a child laborer. A kid like Jing Yi, what else can I ask him to do bad things?" The cigarette in the proprietress's hand was extinguished long before she entered the back kitchen, and her hands were on her chest. Folding his arms, he looked at Pei Qingque with a teasing look in his eyes: "You are also a child, my sister doesn't make things difficult for you, I will help the chef today, and I will let you go home after two o'clock at noon, okay?"

Pei Qingque was so well protected by Meng Wangchuan before, but she had never seen such a scene before, and she was quickly captured by the gentleness of her beautiful sister. She nodded and agreed very readily.

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