After reading these three articles, and then reading this comment, it will make people feel like there is a bright future in the dark, and then they can't help but read the content of these three articles again, and combine the words in the comments with the content of the three articles.
A comparison makes people discover some new things in the three chapters of Feng, and they can't help but be amazed.
It was also the first time that Yan Feng discovered that the comments on the original article could be written so wonderfully, and they were the kind that hit the mark. With these seven or eight short but wonderful comments, the deputy director of the Fengxue Society
The president shouldn't be able to stir up any trouble, right? Yan Feng is not a book reader after all, especially a book of this literary nature. After reading the review, Yan Feng felt a little sleepy, and then he read this book
I put the books away and then went to sleep.
Now that there is no need to go to work, Yan Feng's life is much more lazy. He slept until about eight o'clock in the morning. After waking up, Yan Feng was unwilling to move. However, after half an hour, his stomach was so hungry that he rumbled.
Yan Feng had no choice but to put on his clothes and then got out of bed.
There was a popular saying in the past: sleep until you wake up naturally, and count money until your hands cramp. Yan Feng can basically live that kind of life, but he is still not satisfied because he is alone in the bed, and he originally wanted to be there.
I lay there for an hour and a half with the sun basking my buttocks. But I had to get up because I was hungry. Should I hire a servant?
After thinking about it for a while, Yan Feng gave up. It wasn't that he couldn't afford it, but he might not be used to it if there was a stranger in the house. Forget it, let's go out and buy some dry food. If he's hungry in the morning, he'd just stay under the covers.
Eat something casually. After leaving the room, Yan Feng looked up at the sky. The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the sun was getting brighter and brighter. The warm sunshine shone on his body, but he felt quite comfortable. Yan Feng walked
He stretched out his powerful limbs, and the joints of his body also made clicking sounds in cooperation. When Yanfeng heard these sounds, a look of worry appeared on his face. Could it be that he had arthritis?
Yan Feng first walked around the supermarket and bought some canned rice treasure porridge, canned food, biscuits, etc. Then he took the bag and walked around the street to see if there was any delicious food and the pedestrians in the morning.
It was still relatively small. More than ten minutes later, Yan Feng saw a stall selling cakes. It looked pretty good. The huge cakes had various walnut candies and the like on them. Not only were they nutritious, they tasted good.
It should be good, and this kind of cake looks like it has been compressed to remove the moisture. It should be able to be stored for a period of time, right? It is very suitable for his morning dessert. Yan Feng thought, took two steps forward and said: "How much does this cake cost?"
A pound of money?”
After hearing Yan Feng's words, the other party made a horoscope sign with hand gestures. Yan Feng saw it and said: "Eight yuan a pound? Cut me twenty pounds." Yan Feng planned to sleep until eleven o'clock in the morning.
For a period of time, the rebels relied on these eight-treasure porridge, canned food, and this unknown candy cake. At this time, the big man selling cakes showed a hint of joy on his face. Then he mumbled a few words about Yan Feng
If he didn't understand the words, he then made two gestures with his knife on the huge cake. When Yan Feng saw it, he said, "You don't understand Mandarin, let me show you where to cut it?" After hearing this, Yan Feng seemed to be still the same.
He looked like he didn't understand, and then made signs with his knife on it. When Yan Feng saw it, he pointed to a seat and said, "Just cut it from here." Yan Feng estimated that the density of this kind of cake would not be low, so
He pointed to a seat. If it were cut from that place, it would take up about one-fifth of the large cake. After Yan Feng pointed out the seat, the cake seller took it and cut it.
But as he looked at it, a strange look flashed in Yan Feng's eyes. Could it be this person's first day selling cakes? Why is his knife skills so bad? Normally, he would have pointed out the position for him, just cut it vertically.
Well, it turned out that this guy cut it at an angle of fifty or sixty degrees, and the cut surface that was originally supposed to be a rectangle became a trapezoid. The cut surface became larger and larger, and the volume was nearly half larger than Yan Feng's estimate.
However, go for the bigger one. If it tastes good, it's best. If it doesn't taste good, just throw it away. Anyway, you will only lose a hundred yuan at most.
Finally, the cake seller finished cutting it, and then he put the piece of cake on the scale and started to weigh it. Such a piece of cake was not very big, but it weighed quite a lot, a full twenty-one kilograms.
Feng's estimate was still correct. Then Yan Feng took out one hundred and seventy yuan from his body and said generously: "No need to look for it." Yan Feng took out a cut cake that cost one hundred and sixty-eight yuan.
One hundred and seven, there are two dollars left without change. In Yan Feng's opinion, it is already very good. Then Yan Feng was about to leave with this piece of cake, but at this time, the cut cake seller stopped Yan.
Feng's sleeves. When Yan Feng saw them, he thought they were asking for change. He secretly thought that these ethnic minorities were very good and honest people. He refused to accept the extra two yuan. It seemed that he had misunderstood these ethnic minorities before.
Then Yan Feng waited for the cake seller to ask for change. But after a while, the cake seller took out a sign from somewhere and put it in front of Yan Feng. Yan Feng saw
Wow, I was stunned for a moment, because it actually said "eight yuan and one tael" on it. Damn, eight yuan and one tael? Eighty yuan per catty? Then the cut cake I just bought is enough for one tael.
One thousand six hundred yuan?
Yan Feng only brought less than a thousand yuan with him when he went out, and spent three to four hundred yuan in the supermarket. He only had five or six hundred yuan in total. The total money he had in his body was only a fraction of a cent! This is too cheating.
Right? If you don't speak Mandarin, just take out the brand as soon as possible and compare it with your fingers. Who knows your price? After thinking about it, Yan Feng said: "I don't have enough money, forget it, I still don't want it."
Yan Feng also felt that this guy was suspected of cheating people, so although he could take the cake seller to a nearby ATM to withdraw money, he still chose to return the goods because he didn't have enough money to return the goods. This was normal.
, this cake was just cut, it’s not that it can’t be sold anymore. But as soon as Yan Feng said these words, the expression of the man selling the cut cake changed, and then he clapped his hands, and then
Five or six big men came out of nowhere and surrounded Yan Feng. One of them was holding a sharp boning knife in his hand, as if he was ready to attack at any time if he disagreed. But at this time, Yan Feng
Only then did Feng remember that it seemed that two days ago, he saw news about a cake-cutting party on the Internet. They first pretended to be stupid and deceived the cakes, and then they bought and sold them by force.
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