Chapter 197: Transformed into the little cannon fodder who was killed at the beginning 27

After getting up, the first thing Rong Jin did was to come to the desk and read the words on the paper.

"If I eat grapes and don't spit out strawberry seeds, am I a cute little orange?"

Rong Jin was silent.

He crossed out the paragraph and turned to make the buns.

Worried that the new flavor of bread would not be popular, Rong Jin decided to make the buns he made yesterday again.

Dozens of fresh buns come out of the oven.

Rong Jin placed the bread in the basket one by one and set off for the hotel.

Rong Jin walked around the hotel and looked around, hoping to encounter those stupid and rich people again.

It's a pity that those people didn't seem to be here today. Rong Jin waited for two hours but didn't see them.

"Rong Jin."

Rong Jin heard someone calling his name and turned around to see Luo Wen.

He quickly ran over and held up the basket and asked: "Mr. Luo, this is my new bread. Do you want to buy it? It's delicious!"

In order to increase credibility, Rong Jin added: "Mr. Lyle and the others like it very much. " , I bought seven of them yesterday!"

Luo Wen said, "Okay, just chat with me and I'll buy them."

Rong Jin was immediately motivated, sitting on a bench not far away and asked. : "Mr. Luo, what do you want to talk about?"

Luo Wen lowered his eyes and looked at him, smiling lightly: "Do you remember your favorite color?"

Favorite color?

Rong Jin subconsciously said: "I like blue the most."

Luo Wen asked again: "When is your birthday?"

Rong Jin opened his mouth and couldn't remember, so he shook his head and said, "I don't remember."

Luo Wen said "hmm" and then asked after three minutes: "Who are the important people in your heart?"

Important people?

Rong Jin thought of the name he wrote down on the paper and said hesitantly: "The important person... Qiqi."

The smile on Luo Wen's face paused, "Who is Qiqi?"

"I don't remember."

Luo Wen didn't ask further, raised his hand and gently wiped away a little dust on his right face.

"Do you like making buns?"

Rong Jin said, "Yes, I think making buns is quite interesting!"

"Well," Luo Wen touched his head and said, "If you are bullied, you can tell me and I will help. " You take revenge."

Rong Jin's cheeks turned red and he said, "Thank you, Mr. Luo, but no one will bully me yet."

"That's good, please help me pack the bread."

Rong Jin put the hard bread into a bag. , handed it to Luo Wen: "Mr. Luo, your bread is a total of 6,500 yuan."

Luo Wen transferred the money to Rong Jin, stood up and said, "Rong Rong, goodbye."

Rong Jin successfully earned more than 6,000 yuan. Waving happily: "Goodbye, Mr. Luo!"

Rong Jin went home with an empty basket and prepared the ingredients he would need for tomorrow in advance.

He wants to research new bread, and the new bread requires dried blueberries.

He transferred today's rent to the landlord and found that he still had five thousand, which was enough for his rent tomorrow.

Rong Jin went out and bought two bags of dried blueberries, some snacks, and returned home with a large bag of stuff.

He met the landlord downstairs.

The landlord saw what he had in his hand and asked casually: "Will you still make bread tomorrow?"

Rong Jin replied: "Well, I will study new bread tomorrow. Mr. Landlady, when my bread is ready, please Taste it."

Looking at Rong Jin's sincere eyes, the landlord couldn't say any words of refusal.

While he was dazed, Rong Jin had already carried his things home.

"By the way, what's the name of Mr. Landlady?"

Rong Jin took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the landlord asking for his name.

The landlord quickly replied: [My name is Heqiong. ]

"Heqiong..."

Rong Jin wrote this name on the paper to connect with the devil.

When it got a little brighter, Rong Jin got up and studied the buns.

He carefully followed the instructions in the book.

Two hours later, the buns were successfully made.

The appearance looks better than last time, but I don’t know how it tastes.

Rong Jin broke off a little bit and put it in his mouth.

"It tastes good."

He was afraid of overturning, so he only made five buns. It was still early, and Rong Jin planned to make a few more.

He packed two buns and walked to the landlord's door upstairs. He knocked on the door and said, "Sir, do you want some buns? The buns I recently researched are delicious."

The landlord opened the door and smiled: "Thank you. "

Rong Jin didn't want to waste time, so he put the bun into the landlord's hand and said, "It doesn't matter, I'll go back."

When he got home, he made ten buns again, and Rong Jin sent a message to the landlord: "Sir, please eat the bun." No, how does it taste? ]

The landlord saw Rong Jin's message and opened the bag of bread without putting it directly into his mouth.

He took a knife and cut off a little bit, prepared himself mentally and took a bite. Unexpectedly, he found that the bread tasted okay.

Landlady: [It’s delicious. ]

Rong Jin felt relieved, packed all the bread and came to the hotel.

An Lun and others were standing at the door of the hotel. Rong Jin didn't expect that he would be so lucky today. He would meet a few bad guys as soon as he arrived. It seemed that he didn't have to worry about not being able to sell the bread today.

"Hello, gentlemen, do you want to buy some bread?" Rong Jin opened a corner of the floral cloth, "This is my new bread. My landlord said it is delicious."

You An raised his eyelids and looked at it . The bun said: "Really? But honey, your bun is too expensive, not worth the five hundred."

Rong Jin agreed with deep understanding: "I don't think it's worth it either."

You An laughed: "Baby, we can buy your buns, but you have to play games with us."

"Playing games?" Rong Jin blinked and asked, "What game?"

You An put his arm on his shoulders, Holding him in his arms and walking in a certain direction: "Baby, come with us."

The place where Euan and the others wanted to go was not far from the hotel, just a five-minute walk.

"Theatre?" Rong Jin didn't understand what they were doing at the theater.

Euan didn't explain, and he and Lyle led Rong Jin into the theater.

The theater was empty except for the four of them, and the hangers behind the curtain were filled with costumes.

"Baby, you pick one, perform a play with us, and we will buy your bread." If

he performs a play, his buns will be sold out... Rong Jin is very excited.

He walked to the clothes rack and his eyes fell on a pile of beautiful dresses.

Rong Jin frowned slightly and said, "This is a skirt."

Lyle said calmly: "Well, choose a skirt and put it on."

"I'm a boy, why should I wear a skirt?"

An Lun asked him, "Why can't boys wear skirts?"

"Ah..." Rong Jin couldn't say anything. Reason, looking at the pile of skirts tangledly.

Lyle: "Don't you like wearing skirts, baby?"

Rong Jin whispered: "No, it just feels weird."

For some reason, his resistance to skirts was not obvious, as if he had worn them before and was accustomed to wearing them. As if.

Rong Jin slowly selected among the pile of skirts.

Part of the skirt was a bit revealing. Rong Jin didn't want to wear a skirt that was too revealing, so he chose a beautiful and delicate princess skirt.

"Let's do this."

Lyle took off the skirt, "Can the baby wear it? I'll help the baby put on the skirt."