Ye Mingjing touched the pistol on the back of her waist and became brave: "Either I go to the nightclub over there to dance, or Lao Ba goes to rob!"

Fang Lingying looked at her hands: "Give me three or five days, can I make some clay dolls or souvenirs to sell?" She also regretted: "If I had known that we might be able to sell our dried fish for a while."

Why is this girl not happy? Buck laughed: "It seems that we are still very survivable... I'll go back to my old business, five dollars... Just think it's the capital of the grilled fish shop."

In fact, it is a town that is larger than a fishing village. Buck went to the woods on the roadside to pick up some firewood. Ye Mingjing smiled and asked the fish seller to buy the small fish with the palm-length fish. Fang Lingying took a dollar to buy seasonings.

As a result, Ye Mingjing from Letaotao packed a large bag with plastic bags and came back: "I don't want this kind of small fish at all! I picked it myself, and there are many more!"

Buck found a long wooden board and inserted the earth knife that Ah Nu gave him. He then smashed the hilt on the ground, leaving the tip of the knife exposed about two centimeters from the side of the wooden board. Then he moved a stone to put it on the other end, and it was the operating table. He made a few stones to build a stove and set fire, then picked up a piece of ragged barbed wire and opened it!

The hard-working Chinese people seem to start like this in all parts of the world. Buck rode on the wooden board, shouting loudly in English while grabbing a long sea fish and scraping it away from the tip of the knife. As long as the fixed tip is controlled by the hand, it is very convenient to operate. The key is that this serious and special operation method makes tourists think that this is unique to the local area, and tourists will soon be around to take photos!

Fang Lingying brought back a stack of oil paper. These days, she and Ye Mingjing were lazy on the island, at least she could skillfully grill fish. She sprinkled some seasonings and served them in oil paper. It was less than the size of a palm and it was fifty cents. It was okay to pay the bill in local currency.

The pretty girl wearing a sexy short skirt and a ripped T-shirt was used as a guest, and she was swaying in her dance steps and giving it to tourists to try it...

Afterwards, Ye Mingjing said that it was her style that led to the business.

Buck, wearing a local ragged vest, showed a tattoo, and was strong and loudly yelling, with skillful and ornamental movements.

Fang Lingying took off her windbreaker and wrapped it on her head, trying to be like a cook rather than a tourist, and never looked up, which made herself almost become a grilled fish;

Only Ye Mingjing was recorded by many cameras, perhaps the biggest surprise of those tourists' trip to Southeast Asia. Someone secretly stuffed the waist of her pants with dollars, but she immediately ran into the pistol!

The Philippines does not control guns strictly, so this scares many Western middle-aged people who are planning to retreat. Ye Mingjing still keeps that provocative smile on her face, so tourists who buy grilled fish are rushing to be very regular, and the taste is quite good.

When the three of them threw away everything and sat in a fried rice stall to eat voraciously, Fang Lingying proudly announced that it had already had more than one hundred dollars!

All the small banknotes were tugged up by Fang Lingying skillfully with rubber bands: "You must not tell them what we are doing. There are many people and big goals, so it is not that interesting!"

Ye Mingjing was a stretcher: "Take a bath! I want to take a shower! I want to buy clothes!"

Fang Lingying hesitated: "Don't you buy a small boat to set off at night?"

Ye Mingjing could grab Fang Lingying's leftover rice and rush to her plate, and then rushed to the Buck's plate where he was scattering rice. His movements were naturally accustomed to: "Head of the family, what do you think?"

Buck ate quietly and burped: "Live a boat, just stay away. I guess you can rent it for fifty dollars. It won't cost much to buy a few bargains to find a youth hostel to take a bath. I don't dare to sail at night anymore. I'll go and check it out tomorrow morning."

Fang Lingying made a happy decision: "Then stay in a hotel!"

I bought a few T-shirts, shorts and underwear at the street stall, but the two girls still had to wash the underwear and dry it before wearing it. This made Buck realize that there was nothing wrapped under the bath towel!

Fang Lingying rented a shed with a bathroom on the grounds of saving expenses, which was only ten dollars. In fact, it was just a circle of corrugated boards and a tent, a long row, all rented to Western backpackers who didn't have much money. A dim light plus a TV with just one or two channels. Buck sat outside and smoked the first cigarette in these days. Fang Lingying specially bought it for him. Ye Mingjing thoughtfully added a bottle of beer. It seemed that she had experienced those days on the island that seemed like a dream. Now she was a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine, wearing toe slippers and sitting on the side of the tattered road, which was quite free.

Next door is a fat white man in his forties and fifties. He came back with a local girl and gave Buck a knowing smile between a man. In fact, Buck has heard of this kind of trend in Eastern Europe. Many men who are not doing well in Europe don’t have much savings when they get old, and they can’t even get married. They sell everything to Southeast Asia to find a young woman to spend their old age, especially in Russia and Nordic countries. Perhaps they have been cold all their lives and want to live such a warm old age.

However, seeing Buck drinking, the man also smiled and brought a can of beer over, and took the initiative to communicate with Buck about the price of the women on the island, which was divided into monthly and annual rents. Buck shared his cigarettes with him and had a very happy chat.

Perhaps the sound of men's lewd laughter was a little louder, and the girl who had finished washing clothes heard it. Fang Lingying came out first, wrapped in a long wet hair and shouted Darling in a bath towel, and sat on his thigh and hugged his neck... The call alone made Buck's goosebumps almost fall to the ground!

Ye Mingjing's bath towel was even wrapped horizontally, and the top was squirting out, and the bottom was almost over. She could almost see the root of her thighs. She reached out to pick the cigarette from Buck's mouth and took it and spit it out. Her moist red lips were so plump that it made the white old otaku who hugged a black and short local girl dumbfounded!

Finally, Buck grabbed both ears and pulled them in, and closed the door and scolded him: "Men! There is nothing good! You talk all day long, but you are still very interested in this kind of thing!"

Buck ran to take a shower: "I'm bored and researched it, what's the point."

Ye Mingjing has a theoretical height: "You are purely a home flower without the fragrance of wild flowers, but you can turn all the flowers you should be hugged back into home flower, so why do you do some tricks?"

Fang Lingying handed clothes from outside the bathroom: "Do you want me to wash your hair?"

Buck muffled: "If you don't dry the flag like this, it's just helping me..."

The two girls outside looked at each other and then fell on the bed and laughed wildly.

Those old and new underwear that were deliberately hung in the bathroom really made the man's blood rush.
Chapter completed!