Because Mi He likes, the entire pawnshop is in a wonderful scene facing the sun.

The precious spices lit in the incense burner make people feel refreshed, but they are not as good as the sunlight brought by the eight suns.

Mi He likes to be quiet and lonely, but it does not mean that he is so lonely that he doesn’t like the sunshine…

"Sir, is the black card you left for Chen Qing the future VIP card?"

The No. 3 pawnshop in Zhutian does not have VIP cards.

Qinglu asked casually, but she was not the one who focused on it.

After all, the so-called VIP card is roughly performed in the TV series No. 8, which allows customers to spontaneously find the pawn shop passage.

At most, you have to pay a discount, and you have to calculate it according to Mi He's preferences...

"Sir, it seems like a waste to give Chen Qing a VIP card?" Qinglu didn't think Chen Qing would come to the No. 3 pawnshop of Zhutian.

Chen Qing is proud of his career.

It seems that you are about to face the call of sweet love?

Mi He smiled and said, "People who are addicted to gambling come quickly, and happiness comes quickly. Others only see their money spending big things and follow them one by one, but they don't know that their lives are like roller coasters. One thought is heaven, and one thought is about to fall into hell."

"Then... Chen Qing will come to trade soon?"

Qinglu asked happily, her big eyes flashed and she hugged Mi He's arm.

Rush,

Hum, and then rub.

As before, it's really good...

Mi He, immersed in some thoughts, shook his head slightly.

He was just interested in Chen Qing's upcoming life story.

It should reveal some exciting things that make him find interesting, right?

Wait, my arm...

Mi He couldn't help but look at his arms that were immersed in some special softness. Because of the squeeze, his eyes were filled with a concave whiteness.

His whole body was numb,

"Bang!"

In just a few days, Qinglu was posted on the wall for the 8th time...

"Sir, you earned 95 points this time." On the head and feet, the green dew that he had finally lifted off the wall was unyieldingly approaching Mihe and reported seriously.

If you only look at your simple work, you will definitely be the best assistant partner...

Qinglu said in detail: "Wen Fang's half of his feelings for Dou Deming gave you 50 points, and then Dou Deming's 405-year life span is not worth much. To sum it up, it only gives you 45 points...total 95 points."

"Can you have 9 lottery draws?" Mi He asked with a smile.

The lottery for the pawn shop in the world is incremented by 10 times.

The lowest level consumes 10 points, then 100 points, 1000 points, and 10000 points.

So it's a bit of a pity. After all, you can only get a higher-level lottery if you only get 5 points away.

But for a full 9 times, it should be possible to make up for it slightly...

"In ordinary lottery, 10 points are too low, and there is a high probability that you can't draw anything, but using the second floor treasure cup can draw 9 consecutive times, and the probability of drawing good things can be increased by 2.77723 times."

According to the method Qinglu said, Mihe walked to the treasure cup on the second floor of the pawn shop.

The cup is pure gold, with a soft curve flashing with dazzling gold, and there is a blood-red liquid inside, which is slightly thick and shaking, as if it connects the pawn shop and anywhere in the heavens and all worlds.

Mi He's hands spread above the cup.

Countless dazzling spots of light were generated between his hands, densely packed, like lively elves, flowing like a colorful galaxy falling into the treasure cup.

The blood-red liquid boiled instantly.

At this moment, the melodious voice began to ripple in Mi He's mind.

"The evolution of the heavens, 9 consecutive draws were completed."

"Congratulations to the boss, I have drawn the astral skill: Meteorite Summoning."

...

...

It has been several months since the last transaction.

Mihe and Qinglu seem to be used to the deserted pawnshop business...

Qinglu’s schedule is very fixed: she gets up at 6 o’clock and goes to work at the company at 8 o’clock. She doesn’t have any slackness because she runs her own company. She cooks for Mihe at noon, then continues to work in reality, and returns to the pawn shop at 9 o’clock in the evening.

Only on Sunday, she is all-natural, often in various positions when she is stuck on the wall.

Mihe is simple. She sleeps for 12 hours a day, and the rest of her time is reading books, eating snacks, and playing games when she is bored.

The pawn shop has a very high internet speed and is very convenient...

One evening,

Wake up from the aftertaste of ancient books and stories.

Mi He stretched his waist and suddenly felt a little lonely. Although he liked quiet, now he seemed to have nothing to pursue except quiet.

Food, clothing, housing, transportation, birth, old age, sickness and death.

Everything a person needs is provided by the pawn shops in the heavens.

"Meteorite Summoning." Mi He spoke gently.

A few dozen meters away, a meteorite the size of a head suddenly appeared and then smashed down.

It happens to be a force that can knock a person out of touch.

Mi He was constantly practicing meteorite summoning. When he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly felt that if he could really understand satisfaction, then all this would definitely be an extremely strange grace for him.

...

night.

It must have been woken up after smelling a special smell.

Mi He waved his hand and the walls of the bedroom opened to all sides - his bedroom had no door to prevent being fed by someone in his sleep.

At this time, Qinglu was standing outside the wall, holding the silver tray, and said with a smile: "Sir, you're having supper."

“I want to change my taste.”

Green Dew never uses perfume.

The room was full of her smell, the faint fragrance of women was refreshing, like the fragrant concubine in the TV series.

Mi He shook his head and took a step forward. At a place 5 meters away from Qinglu, his body was scattered into pieces of starlight.

When it appears again, it is a living room for a warm and small commercial house.

The fragrance that floated out of the kitchen indicated that the cook was sitting on the home-cooked side dishes that Mihe liked to eat.

The woman is very simple, with simple jeans, a kitchen skirt, and her hair is tied casually. She is definitely not as beautiful as the blue dew. Every move shows her pleasing and gentleness.

At the age of 26, in modern society, it should be a time when it is still fresh and tender and delicious.

Mi He knew that she was pursued by many successful men, but obviously she spent all her time on her current family...

...

Wen Fang, a woman who inherited 8 million.

Still working at the front desk of an advertising company.

Mi He watched her prepare dinner, coax her daughter to eat, tutor her homework in kindergarten, and then coaxed the 3-year-old cute girl to fall asleep and brought her food box out.

Wen Fang obviously did not use 8 million to create any luxury life for her. She was not a luxury car for transportation, but rode an electric bike to the hospital.

Along the way, Mi He could feel the gentle smell of this woman named Wen Fang.

It has been several months since the man completely ignored his family's gamble and Alzheimer's disease.

She did not leave.

"Come to serve your family?"

In the seats in the hospital corridor, Mi He manifested his figure.
Chapter completed!