"It's true that things are not going as I expected." Wu Dalang nodded firmly and continued in his heart: "I once pointed at Shaobing and made a ruthless oath to my beloved A Lian, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sell one of these Shaobing in three days, and no one would pick them up when I threw them on the road. But the problem is that this matter directly involves my marriage, love and relationship between men and women. Sorry, my beloved A Lian, I have to play a verb ball to let you watch flowers in the fog and blind dates in the haze, so that you don't ask or ask, and it's in vain."

Thinking of this, Wu Dalang said to Pan Jinlian: "Image...the image seems to be gentle."

Pan Jinlian: "Gentle? What does this mean?"

Wu Dalang: "Isn't there a buzzword saying 'I'm ugly, but I'm gentle'?"

Pan Jinlian: "You mean...that coal cake looks a bit toad?"

Wu Dalang: "Please add a very good word in front of it."

Pan Jinlian: "It's very toad?"

Wu Dalang said: "Yes, people who see Coal Bingxin will basically experience adverse reactions such as nausea or vomiting within three minutes."

After hearing this, Pan Jinlian immediately felt like a cube of ice thrown into hot coffee. She couldn't help but ask with a little disappointment: "The image of coal cake heart is even more serious than the consequences your mother has caused to you?"

Wu Dalang bragged: "Apart from being not very tall, I am more cute than coal cakes in other parts!"

Pan Jinlian stared at Wu Dalang in confusion and said to herself: "Don't look at this guy's cowardly look. Actually, he is quite a thief. He doesn't want to tell the truth. No matter what, it doesn't matter whether he looks clam or not, he's OK if he has money!"

After saying that, Pan Jinlian asked Wu Dalang: "How old is Xico?"

Wu Dalang was very upset when he heard this, and couldn't help but shouted jealously: "Wow! How long has it been, the heart of the coal cake has become a Vivian. I have never called Brother Wu to me!"

Wu Dalang couldn't help but say to Pan Jinlian: "Ah...Ah Lian, this...is too... too that way?"

Pan Jinlian: "Oh, I didn't pay attention just now, so I'll change it to Men Qing!"

When Wu Dalang heard this, he couldn't help but say bitterly in his heart: "Dalang, Men Qing, isn't this coal cake heart equal to me? To prevent the third party from interfering, it seems that the edge ball can only be played like a table tennis competition."

So Wu Dalang fabricated Pan Jinlian and said, "At age, it's probably about the same as your father!"

Pan Jinlian blurted out: "Is that so? Old men are popular now."

Wu Dalang felt a "splitting" in his heart when he heard this, and he thought to himself in annoyance: "It's bad, I forgot about the current trend of men, and I have to correct it quickly."

Wu Dalang corrected urgently: "What I'm talking about is that when your father was young, the coal cake was not old at all."

Pan Jinlian said happily when she heard this: "So, is Men Qing a young entrepreneur?"

Wu Dalang felt another bigger "shock" in his heart: "It's over, the edge ball is too crooked, and he ignores the characteristics of A Lian's 'all-friendly and all-in-one' and 'no-deception of the old and old'!"

Wu Dalang quickly changed his mind to Pan Jinlian and said, "What do you think! The old guy with a face of Coal Bingxin is a bit like a raisin, and a little boy who looks like a green plum fruit. He is far away and I don't see clearly."

"Tu Dalang is afraid that I will stay with me. But for this kind of sensitive matter, I can only use the method of layoffs to peel walnuts - indirectly." Thinking of this, Pan Jinlian said to Wu Dalang: "Dalang, what kind of wealth did the rich man in coal cakes make?

"Every time A Lian plays a side ball, my heart will drip one or two drops of blood like an irrelevant faucet, and I have to give a few regular balls." Wu Dalang thought with heartache and said to Pan Jinlian: "I heard that he relies on making counterfeit and inferior health products, making black loans, owing employees' wages, and... and making money-dependent and other wealth."

Pan Jinlian strangely: "Can you get rich even if you rely on money and default on wages?"

Wu Dalang said: "We can't do it, but 'professionals' can do it. When they owe money, they will keep dragging it, and they will keep hiding it. If they drag it, they will be able to delay wages and money will be able to rely on their money. The benefits will be available."

Pan Jinlian: "I also heard that I have to have a background in this job, and I have to do two things in black and white."

Wu Dalang: "Of course, this Ximei Bingxin is not only a strong martial artsman, but also a great thief in the Grand Master of Song Dynasty, but also his godfather!"

Pan Jinlian was shocked and said, "Wow! This backstage is even harder than someone who has been dead for three days. No wonder he gets rich so much. Oh, by the way, I heard that the local tyrants and evil gentry are very lustful. Do Men Qing have many women around him?"

"This has to be a big shot and put a certain amount of bubbles, which makes A Lian feel that the competition is too fierce and dispels the bad idea of ​​participation." Thinking of this, Wu Dalang said to Pan Jinlian: "The beauties in the Western rich are mostly like pigs, cattle and sheep in the meat trading market! When you go to the toilet, you have to line up for a long time."

Wu Dalang said while gesturing as the traffic police directed the traffic: "For this, Ximeicai also specially equipped with security guards to standardize the use of female compatriots in the toilet!"

Pan Jinlian: "Wow! So many beauties? There must be a row, right?"

Wu Dalang said: "At least there is a company!"

Pan Jinlian: "If you can't hold it in, do you have to wet your pants?"

"This won't happen," Wu Dalang said: "There is a green channel."

Pan Jinlian was surprised: "Green Channel? What is it?"

"The green channel is!" Wu Dalang said: "As long as there are letters from the Western rich, you can go in and stroll around if you don't want to poop."

"If I hadn't received the approval from the Western rich..." Pan Jinlian asked, "will the consequences be unimaginable?"

Wu Dalang said: "Those pants become sewers."

"Wow! This consequence is too unimaginable." Pan Jinlian couldn't help but say in surprise: "Even if you go to the bathroom, you can corruption!"

Wu Dalang: "Who made those lewd women look at money! If you look at money, you can only let the rich people in the West come and play. This is called having power without using it, expired and invalid."

Pan Jinlian: "Then... in the face of the problem of difficulty in using the toilet, has Men Qing introduced powerful measures?"

Wu Dalang: "It was launched, so it's not that crowded now."

Pan Jinlian: "What measures have been introduced?"

Wu Dalang: "The rich and wealthy people in the West have introduced measures to hire cheap aunties and set up toll stations in front of the bathroom. After this, the problem of difficulty in using the toilet was effectively alleviated."

Pan Jinlian couldn't help but exclaim: "No wonder she can become a rich man. She can come up with ways to generate income even when using the toilet. She is so talented."

According to counterfeit and inferior experts, the earliest paid toilet in the world was China during the Northern Song Dynasty, and the first person invented was Ximen Qing. Due to the lack of patent awareness at that time, Ximen Qing's invention rights have not been recognized by the international community so far.
Chapter completed!