A few people played the passionate hide-and-seek game for more than an hour, and finally they were too tired to play anymore.

At the beginning, everyone was still more conventional, such as under the table, under the coffee table, and behind the curtains.

After all these places were used up, starting from Li Luo, they even deliberately changed the terrain, pushed the sofa to the desk, pushed the desk to the wall, and sealed the bottom of the desk so that no one could get in.

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Later, Li Luo directly put the chair on the desk and stood on the chair like a golden rooster. Ying Chanxi was stunned for a long time and couldn't figure out what was on the desk.

By the time it was past ten o'clock, everyone was a little tired and hungry.

So Li Luo carried Zhao Rongjun into the kitchen and began to teach him how to scramble eggs and rice.

"So what are you teaching me this for?" Zhao Rongjun asked, a little confused.

"Don't you want to make money?"

"Just rely on egg fried rice?"

"That's right." Li Luo nodded and took out the extra rice that he cooked specially in the evening. "The down jacket you want to buy is not expensive. If you want to make a few hundred yuan, you can probably save enough in a week or two if you go quickly.

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"But...where can I sell fried rice with eggs?" Zhao Rongjun was speechless, "What's more, I don't have the time."

"You don't understand this, right?" Li Luo shook his finger, "We can sell it to our classmates."

"Ah?" Zhao Rongjun was stunned for a moment, "How do you sell this?"

"It's very simple." Li Luo took out the eggs from the refrigerator, and took some ham and carrots, "Have you ever visited the dormitory area of ​​our school?"

"Never been there."

Zhao Rongjun is a day student. He usually goes back to his grandfather's house after school and has never been to his dormitory.

Li Luo nodded clearly and explained to him: "Go to the opposite side from the entrance of our school and cross the road to the gate of the dormitory area."

"After entering the gate, you will pass by a small supermarket. When you go back to the dormitory at night, if you are hungry, you can buy some snacks and instant noodles in the supermarket to fill your stomach."

"After passing the supermarket, there is still a short distance to go to the first dormitory building, which is the boys' dormitory, and then there is the girls' dormitory building."

Speaking of this, Li Luo paused for a moment and then said: "Between the boys' and girls' dormitories, against the east wall, is an iron door for the fire escape. It is usually closed, but the gap is quite big.

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"At least handing over a plastic lunch box isn't a big deal."

"What do you think?"

Zhao Rongjun opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

He wanted to find an angle to refute, but felt that there seemed to be some room for maneuver.

"But...who will come to buy it?" Zhao Rongjun asked hesitantly, "When everyone returns to the dormitory, they have already bought things in the supermarket, so they may not notice the movement on the other side of the fire door, right?"

"Is it possible that we still have to squat by the wall and hawk?"

"If the dormitory aunt finds out, will the security guard be called to drive us away?"

"Don't worry too much about whether anyone will buy it." Li Luo said, "After all, the supermarket only sells snacks and instant noodles. There will always be students who are tired of eating and want to eat hot food like fried rice in the evening."

"But as you said later, you really need to pay attention and try not to be discovered by the security guards."

"And we don't want to do this for a long time. We just want to make some money for you to buy down jackets for your grandparents."

"We will stop working in half a month at most. It is quite meaningful for you to use your hard-earned money to buy clothes."

After listening to Li Luo's analysis, Zhao Rongjun was very moved. He nodded vigorously and said: "What you said makes sense. I think I can give it a try. Then I will learn from you first, and then what arrangements will be made?"

"Just tell your grandpa that the final exam is coming soon, and you have to come to my house after school to continue reviewing together." Li Luo said, "Then as soon as the second period of self-study class is over, we will rush back immediately."

"Before class ends in the third period of evening self-study, make as many servings of fried rice as you can, and then take them to the fire door to sell."

"A portion of egg fried rice, control the cost, it only costs two or three yuan at most."

"We sell a box for ten yuan, and the profit is more than seven yuan. Based on the profit of five hundred yuan, we only need to sell about 70 boxes to make a profit."

Of course, Li Luo didn't include things like labor costs here, just the ingredients of the egg fried rice itself.

Anyway, it was just a joke, and he didn't bother to calculate too carefully with Zhao Rongjun.

As for making money... if he writes one more chapter now, he will probably be able to earn back the few hundred dollars.

Helping Zhao Rongjun come up with this idea is just for the sake of our good brother.

After all, he wanted to buy clothes for his grandparents. Li Luo was still willing to support this filial piety.

Thinking of this, Li Luo also added: "When you save enough money and want to buy a down jacket, remember to tell me and I will go with you."

"Ah?" Zhao Rongjun was stunned for a moment, "Why are you coming with me?"

"I'll also buy some clothes for my family." Li Luo said with a smile.

After being reminded by Zhao Rongjun, Li Luo suddenly realized that after his rebirth, he had obviously bought gifts for Ying Chanxi and the others, but he had never thought of buying anything for his parents.

Thinking about it this way, I have really lived in vain for more than thirty years, and Zhao Rongjun is still not sensible...

"Okay." Zhao Rongjun nodded happily, "Then let's go shopping together!"

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Egg fried rice, if you say it's simple, it's really simple. You can almost learn it casually and make it well.

But if we say it’s difficult, it’s pretty difficult, because there are a lot of tricks involved in making it delicious.

In particular, egg fried rice is made differently in different regions, and the taste is also different, so it needs to be fine-tuned.

Fortunately, Li Luo had worked as a roadside stall in his previous life, specializing in selling fried noodles, fried rice, fried noodles and the like, so he was very knowledgeable in this area.

Even if Zhao Rongjun is a novice, he can still learn these things quickly, but he is just a little unskilled.

And Li Luo didn't just let him do it alone. There would definitely be two people working together, so that the fried rice would be faster.

Soon, under Li Luo's guidance, six portions of fried rice were freshly baked.

The two people brought the fried rice to the dining table and invited the girls who were watching videos on the sofa to come for supper.

Paired with the snacks bought from the supermarket in the afternoon, there were side dishes such as braised chicken legs and duck legs, and eaten with fried rice, the stomachs of several people were quickly filled again.

"What are the arrangements for sleeping at night?" Li Luo touched his belly and asked the others, "Zhao Rongjun and I sleep in the same room, and there is a guest room left."

"Xinyan sleeps with me," Ying Chanxi said, "Zhusheng can sleep in the guest bedroom. Didn't she already sleep this morning?"

"That's it." Li Luo nodded, "You remember to wash the dishes, and then this is the end of the day?"

"What is this and that?" Xu Youyu opened his eyes wide, patted the table and said, "It's only past eleven o'clock! How can you sleep at this hour? Keep having fun!"

Li Luo: "...What else do you want to do?"

Xu Youyu rolled his eyes: "Would you like to watch a movie again?"

Do you want to watch a movie or get under the covers?

Li Luo was speechless: "The TV in the living room can't play the designated movie, so the six of us can't all squeeze in front of the computer to watch it, right?"

"Why don't we forget it?" Ying Chanxi suggested in a low voice, "It's not early today. It will probably be early in the morning after taking a shower. It's better to go to bed early."

Qiao Xinyan also nodded. After all, she didn't stay up as late as the rest of them yesterday, so she was already a little sleepy now.

When Xu Youyu saw this, he couldn't insist anymore and could only nod in agreement: "Okay, I'll wash the dishes first."

After tonight's entertainment program ended, Ying Chanxi took Qiao Xinyan back to the bedroom and prepared to wash up.

Li Luo also took Zhao Rongjun back to the master bedroom and asked him to take a shower first. He sat down at the computer desk and typed for a while while Zhao Rongjun was taking a shower.

After Zhao Rongjun took a shower and went to bed, Li Luo also washed himself briefly, changed into pajamas, walked out of the bedroom and went to the living room, planning to drink a glass of water before going to sleep.

As a result, I saw Yan Zhusheng sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Li Luo poured a glass of water and asked while drinking.

"Senior sister is taking a shower." Yan Zhusheng said, "She asked me to take a shower with her, but I didn't agree, so I just waited here."

"Why don't we wash together?" Li Luo asked curiously, "Xixi also washed with her before."

"Well..." Yan Zhusheng looked down, then shook his head, "I just don't want to."

"Okay, then I'll go back to the bedroom and sleep."

"Wait a minute." Yan Zhusheng sat on the sofa and turned to look at him, "Want to practice the guitar? You didn't practice for long in the evening."

When she asked this, Li Luo couldn't help but ask: "How long has it been since Senior Sister went in?"

"I just went in for a few minutes."

"Oh, let me stay with you for a while." Li Luo nodded and walked into the piano room with Yan Zhusheng.

After all, in his impression, Xu Youyu took a long time to take a bath every time, at least half an hour.

It is not a problem to have Yan Zhusheng, a guest, waiting in the living room.

So the two of them went to the piano room together and started teaching guitar skills again.

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On the other side, after taking a bath with Qiao Xinyan, Ying Chanxi took his best friend to bed.

The two of them were lying on the bed, preparing to talk before going to bed.

"Xixi, you really like dolls." Qiao Xinyan looked at the giant panda doll on the bed, as well as Pikachu and Doraemon on the bedside table, and suddenly exclaimed, "Some boys in the class said you like these before, and I still have some

Don’t believe it.”

Although Qiao Xinyan has been here as a guest before, she has never entered Ying Chanxi's bedroom. This is the first time she has seen these dolls, which is a bit novel.

"I don't like it that much either." Ying Chanxi whispered, but she still silently hugged the panda doll next to her tightly.

"Can I hug you?" Qiao Xinyan looked at the furry appearance of the panda doll and was a little moved, so she couldn't help but ask.

But what she didn't expect was that Ying Chanxi immediately held the panda dolls away from her, and whispered: "This, this one won't work, you can hold the two on the bedside table."

"That's it." Qiao Xinyan was slightly surprised, but seeing how precious she was, she didn't have the nerve to ask for it again.

So she reached out and took Pikachu and Doraemon on the bedside table to the bed, touched their heads, and then said with some confusion: "Xixi, why do I feel that these two dolls are a bit old? It feels like I bought them a long time ago, right?

"

"Uh... um... yes, yes."

Ying Chanxi smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to reply.

After all, domestic violence is always common, so it would be strange if it doesn't get old.

And when I thought about this evening, I saw Yan Zhusheng in the piano room almost hugging Li Luo while teaching him how to practice guitar.

Then I thought about when playing games at night, Yan Zhusheng pinched Li Luo's face and put lipstick on him.

And later when they were playing hide and seek, Yan Zhusheng squeezed into Li Luo's arms and fell onto Li Luo again. Ying Chanxi pursed her lips immediately.

So under Qiao Xinyan's gaze, Ying Chanxi subconsciously raised his fist and punched Pikachu four times on the head.

Then she changed her mind and punched Doraemon.

"Xixi...why do you want to hit them?"

"It's soft and feels good. Xinyan, you can try it too," Ying Chanxi said with a bluffing face.
Chapter completed!