Chapter 677: Chapter 323: The Exploding Piggy Bank, Fried Chicken and Beer_4
“Brother Song, can I have this drawing?” Qian Lele cautiously picked up her sketch, hope gleaming in her eyes.
“Take it, it was meant for you.”
“Thank you, Brother Song!”
She put her things away and bid farewell to Zhang Wen.
The two walked shoulder to shoulder towards the normal university teachers’ apartments.
At this hour on a weekday, there were fewer people on the pedestrian street, making it somewhat quiet.
As they were about to leave the street, Qian Lele suddenly stopped and said, “Brother Song, wait a moment, I’m going to buy something.”
Qian Lele jogged to a small stand.
She haggled with the vendor for a while and finally bought 40 yuan worth of fried chicken.
“Got it! Tonight we’re having fried chicken!” Qian Lele waved the plastic bag in her hand like a triumphant hunter, her face radiating a satisfied and happy smile.
Besides Spicy Strips, she also loved eating fried chicken.
However, because it was quite pricey, she only bought it when she couldn’t resist the craving, about once every two months.
Today, she was so happy and especially excited that she just wanted to indulge a bit.
As the two walked into the teachers’ apartment, the surroundings gradually became more serene.
The soft moonlight poured down, casting a silver veil over the ground.
The scattered lights in the buildings, against the moonlight, created a unique atmosphere.
Quiet, cozy, pleasant.
Qian Lele slightly tilted her head and could see Tang Song’s contoured profile and tall figure.
Her eyes sparkled with a different sense of security filling her heart.
She showed a lively, playful smile, her steps becoming unusually light.
The living room was brightly lit.
Qian Lele dumped the fried chicken onto a plate and brought it to the dining table.
After thinking for a moment, she took out two cans of beer from the fridge.
When she used to hang out with Ding Yao, they’d have fried chicken with beer in the dorm.
Although Qian Lele found beer a bit bitter, it did have a special taste when paired with fried chicken.
As for Teacher Jiang’s two cans of beer, she’d just replace them later at the convenience store.
The two sat across from each other at the dining table.
“Clink~” The beer cans gently tapped.
The cool, slightly bitter liquid slid down her throat, making Qian Lele shiver. She picked up a golden, crispy piece of fried chicken and handed it over.
With her eyes sparkling, she said, “Try it, it’s delicious.”
“Thank you.” Tang Song smiled, taking the piece and taking a bite under Qian Lele’s expectant gaze.
He gave a thumbs up, “It really is fragrant, crispy on the outside and tender inside. Delicious!”
Qian Lele smiled with satisfaction and started eating as well.
She chewed slowly, very attentively.
“Brother Song, I just calculated carefully. We sold a total of 156 bracelets, with a net profit of 546 yuan. Each of us can get 273 yuan. Normally, I can sell at most…”
Tang Song ate the fried chicken while observing this simple and kind-hearted university student.
Her eyes were beautiful, bright and clear.
When she smiled, her eyebrows arched, appearing very cheerful.
Noticing Tang Song’s gaze, Qian Lele’s cheeks reddened and she lowered her head somewhat bashfully.
“Lele, have you thought about changing your business? Now that the university is on break, it’s hard to sell these bracelets, there’s no market.”
Qian Lele quickly lifted her head and earnestly said, “I know. When I was staying in the dorm, many things were inconvenient, so I could only sell small items like these. Now that all the stock is sold, I also plan to change items. Brother Song, do you have any suggestions?”
Tang Song’s eyes flickered, thoughts racing, and he immediately gave her the most suitable answer.
“Teacher Jiang’s apartment has a fully equipped kitchen, and now it’s the height of summer. You can consider making some chilled fruit tea, lemonade, buy a foam cooler, and add some ice packs. The materials are simple and it’s easy to make…”
Listening to Tang Song, Qian Lele’s eyes sparkled.
She had always hoped for a like-minded friend who could share her joys and sorrows.
Someone to discuss solutions with when feeling lost.
She felt Tang Song was that kind of person.
He was even more pure than she was, talented yet humble and reserved, passionate about learning to the point of being absorbed, focused and determined, spirited and positive.
When Sister Wen mentioned it affected her business, he helped her in another way, spreading kindness and warmth.
His presence was vibrant and strong, constantly influencing those around him.
Being friends with someone like him was truly a great happiness.
She sincerely hoped to be friends with him for a lifetime!