"Uncle, do you want it cheaper? Sincerely!"
"Xd, you are not so kind. We are fellow townsmen. The price I give you... is already the cost price. You can't let me do a loss business, can you?"
You businessmen are very picky.
Cost price... letter, ghost!
It's OK not to say "I'm a student, send me".
Chen Ling smiled and patted the wooden guitar he liked.
"Boss, I haven't been in Tokyo for long. I'm still a student, and I don't have much money. How much less?"
"So... a thousand less?"
"The boss is really nice. Otherwise, it would be 500 less, zero, and the number would look comfortable."
The boss frowned and found something was wrong.
"You boy..."
Chen Ling has neatly put the guitar in the bag, zipped up, and then took out the silver bank card.
"The boss is generous! Swipe the card."
Crouching trough, old fried dough stick.
And he just said that the price does not include the guitar bag, right?
"By the way, boss, do you have any recording equipment and cameras here? If so, they are cheap!"
“……”
……
The sky has completely darkened, and neon colors shine on every pedestrian's face.
Chen Ling carries a black guitar bag, which is extremely eye-catching in the crowd. When she went to college, she felt the sensation of being so eye-catching again!
But no wx can add it to you.
The two were walking back to the supermarket to get things.
When there are more people, the communication between Chen Ling and Zhiming Lixiang will have some obstacles. It is strange for them to show each other the mobile phone screen while walking through the mobile phone translation program.
Even though the clothes are thick, Chen Ling can still clearly feel the feeling when the shoulder is against the shoulder.
There is a slight fragrance around him. I wonder if he will be infected with the same smell after living in the same room for a long time.
The way back to the supermarket is a little far. The two stores are on different sides.
The sound of bells everywhere seemed to indicate that light velvet snow was flying down from the sky.
"Chen... Ling."
The eldest lady's voice was heard.
"Hmm?"
"Mobile phone (Japanese)"
Do you want to communicate with yourself?
Although it was inconvenient, he did.
Who told Chen Ling to dote on the eldest lady so much.
"(Isn't this guitar worth 11500 yen?)"
"Yes, what's wrong? (Japanese)"
This way of chatting attracted the attention of some passers-by, their eyes wandering back and forth between the "idiot lovers".
In the eyes of other people, what can we be if we are not lovers?
Just like what my classmates thought when they first met them.
"(I only paid 10000 when I swiped my card just now.)"
Chen Ling was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was on the line with the boss. For the eldest daughter, Lixiang, the whole conversation was encrypted. Because the conversation was very colloquial, even the interpreter could not understand it.
"Well, the boss is very kind. He gave me less money."
After translation, I handed my mobile phone to my sister Lixiang.
However, the boss refused to let go of the voice recording and video equipment, so he had to pay full price.
The eldest lady's eyes revealed doubts.
Maybe there is no such custom here in Tokyo. Everyone pays a price at a fixed price. As for a girl like Zhiming Lixiang, let alone bargaining.
"This method is called bargaining."
"Cheap...?"
Straighten your tongue a little more.
Sister Lixiang's curiosity always grows in strange places.
"It doesn't matter what the form is. It's OK to save money."
The young name Lixiang pursed her mouth and said nothing more.
The recording equipment is brand new. In addition to this second-hand guitar, Chen Ling spent more than 20000 yen in total, and the reward of 100000 yen given by the system last time instantly lost a fifth.
In fact, he had thought about not returning the pocket money saved by the eldest daughter, but it was hard to explain why he had suddenly received so much money.
In addition, it would be troublesome to divide the cost of food procurement, such as today's, related to business development, if it did return.
It's better to keep it for yourself (fog).
It's mainly because the eldest lady doesn't seem to want him to pay back?
Chen Ling goes back to the supermarket and picks up the plastic bag. Suddenly, she finds that the bank card is in her own custody. She usually cleans the room and takes care of three meals a day.
Eh... I'm the full-time host.
Anyway, people have to bow their heads under the eaves.
In the face of poverty and loss of "dignity", Chen Ling did not hesitate to choose to eat soft food.
It smells good.
Every time she goes out with Lixiang, it is a large-scale procurement site. Chen Ling not only carries a heavy guitar, but also carries a handbag with recording and video equipment in her hand, and a plastic bag in her other hand.
Walking beside Lixiang, Chen Ling drooped her shoulders and made a laborious appearance. While sighing, she cast a vague look at the little black haired sister, but the other side only glanced at him slightly and continued to maintain the status quo.
Doesn't this amount to an explicit statement?
Sister Lixiang, help!
It's not that heavy, at least it means that you want to share it?
Or... she did it on purpose.
Obviously, he said that he would not recall that event again.
Double label!
"Wait a minute! (Japanese)"
Lixiang looked at him sideways, her big eyes staring at the still healed scratch on Chen Ling's cheek.
Chen Ling pouted to one side. It was the bookstore where she bought the book last time.
"I, go shopping. (Japanese)"
"(So what?)"
He raised the plastic bag in his hand.
The elder sister and younger sister were expressionless, but slightly squinted. She extended her hands to cover Chen Ling's right hand holding the bag. The cold and soft touch made Chen Ling's heart itch.
Her slender fingers passed through Chen Ling's fingers to carry the plastic bag instead of him.
"(You can let go.)"
"Ah? Oh."
I can't understand her, but I can understand her.
"So I went?"
"Not too long."
“OK！”
This bag is not heavy?
Chen Ling, who pushed the door into the bookstore, showed a satisfied smile.
If there are too many people, you can wait for me at the street corner
Translate this sentence and send it to Zhiming Lixiang.
Why
I have to wait for a while
The eldest lady didn't reply, maybe she was speechless to Chen Ling.
If she goes back first, it doesn't matter. In fact, Chen Ling has already remembered the way. Then she will take the subway to go back. Then she will lie and take a taxi, so that she won't reveal the truth.
"Boss, I'm here again."
……
Chen Ling has been busy for more than ten minutes. She has no choice but to queue up for a while.
I didn't see the big lady when I left the bookstore just now. Maybe she has gone home.
Pack your things and go to the door.
He didn't expect this thing to be popular in Tokyo.
Next, take the subway home.
But not far from the street corner, under the street lamp they had waited for before, they saw her.
“rika？”
Chen Ling walked quickly to meet the young name Lixiang's eyes.
She stared at what Chen Ling was holding.
"This one? (Japanese)"
Chen Ling shoves the things in her hand.
"Do you like it? This is my Christmas present for you."
The light brown syrup, after solidification, is only supported by a wooden stick. They wind and hover, forming a small and familiar pattern.
"Merry Christmas, Lixiang!"