C8 (1/2)

”There's only one way, did the old Taoist treat you to a meal before he hired you to kill me?” Liang Chen asked expressionlessly.

The few of them looked confused, but did not say anything. Liang Chen knew that he had hit the mark.

This was his strength.

The few men all hated the old Daoist.

His father was a pig killer, and it was true that the things he did when he was young were also true. However, it was true that the old Taoist had cursed the yellow hair.

Liang Chen did not do it for anything else, but to show the old Daoist that he could. Who told him to bully him time and time again, and even hire several thugs to kill him?

”Master, tell me, how should I break this bad luck?!”

Seeing that you're not bad, I'll save your life. As long as you go back and buy wine for the old Daoist, then when he's drunk, put it into the water tank and cover it with the lid. The next day, the bad luck on your body will naturally be eliminated. Liang Chen had explained it in sufficient detail, as long as they do as he said, he believed that it was completely possible.

”Master, thank you so much. Thank you so much.” The yellow-hair and his brothers were extremely grateful to Liang Chen.

”Alright, go ahead and do it.” After Liang Chen finished speaking, he left together with Steamed Bun.

He didn't expect that he would be able to earn 2500 yuan so easily.

Steamed Bun also trusted Liang Chen's abilities a lot. Thinking about how Liang Chen earned more than two thousand yuan after conversing with these few people, wouldn't that mean that he would have to give Liang Chen more than ten thousand yuan?

”Liang Chen, you are too awesome. I really admire you to death.” Although Steamed Bun was usually very unrestrained and carefree, he was a little bashful now. He felt that Liang Chen was no longer the Liang Chen of the past, and had completely walked out from his grief.

”Haha, since you admire me, how about you devote your life to me?” Liang Chen was serious, and wasn't joking.

Seeing that Steamed Bun was blushing, Liang Chen laughed out loud, ”Look how nervous you are, I can't even make a joke out of you. Let's go, big brother has enough money now, I'll treat you to a meal. If you want to eat, just say it, I'll treat you!”

Liang Chen didn't want to live the kind of miserable life he once had, either. Thinking back to his hard work and hard work, but didn't get a single bit of return, and was instead picked up by someone else, he swore that he would live for himself in the future.

”Since when have you become so generous? You don't plan on saving the two thousand yuan. This is the first time you've earned this much money.”

Steamed Bun was not like some girls, who relied on men to keep them, and occasionally bought some extravagant accessories. Only by doing this could they satisfy the vanity in their hearts, and Steamed Bun was the complete opposite of those girls. This was exactly what Liang Chen liked about her.

”In the past, I lived for others. But now, I have thought it through. I want to live for myself. Of course, I want to live with the other half that I like.” Liang Chen's words felt like it was said for Steamed Bun to hear, but this made her very touched.

”Who's your other half?” Steamed Bun bravely asked.

”Actually, I'm not too clear about who. I don't know if she has me in her heart, but I will do my best to make her happy.” Liang Chen laughed and said, ”Let's go, there's no need to waste words, eating is more important.”

In the past, Liang Chen never thought of eating a big meal. When he was hungry, he would at most buy a vegetable pancake from a roadside stall, which would be very hard to deal with. When he bought a cabbage, he would go to the rental house and cook it.

”What do you want to eat?” Steamed Bun began to hesitate. Since Liang Chen was going to treat him, he might as well choose a good place.

”Let's go eat barbecue. Eating at night at barbecue stand is the most lively.” Steamed Bun suggested.

Liang Chen nodded his head. As long as the steamed buns liked to eat it, he would definitely eat it.

”No, I'm not a foodie. I wouldn't be hungry even if I didn't eat for a day.”

Liang Chen knew that Steamed Bun was just joking. When had he not eaten a single meal in a day? If he had, then so be it.

Once, Liang Chen was so hungry that he almost fainted. Fortunately, a kind-hearted shop owner gave him a packet of instant noodles, allowing him to overcome his difficulties.

”We've always been friends. We've never bought any presents for you. Let's walk around and see if you like anything!” Liang Chen suddenly said.

Steamed Bun was shocked. Was this what Liang Chen had said? In the past, he would never buy gifts for others, other than Xiao Jing.