I just want to be a salted fish quietly Chapter 095

At Jinyi Campus.

Zhuang Tong held an ice pop, slowly licking it bit by bit.

Nie Qingqing saw this and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, “Xiao Tong, eating an ice pop in this weather, is that really okay?”

Time gradually entered October, and Jinling’s weather had already started to turn cool.

Zhuang Tong smacked her lips and said, “It’s fine, mainly to practice a skill.”

Practice a skill???

Upon hearing this, Nie Qingqing’s face was full of black question marks.

“What do you mean? You’re speaking strangely today.”

Glancing at her, Zhuang Tong smiled, “Qingqing, you don’t understand yet, you will later.”

Looking at her mischievous smile, Nie Qingqing finally understood, her small face immediately flushed, and she spat, “Pervert! In just one night, how did you become like this?”

“This is called professionalism!”

Zhuang Tong hummed, “Even if I, Zhuang Tong, become a mistress, I’ll be the happiest mistress.”

…

The Ferrari 812 was parked in front of Jinyi Campus’s gate. Lin Xian picked up his phone and called Zhuang Tong.

Not long after, he saw Zhuang Tong and Nie Qingqing walking together.

“Lin Xian!”

From a distance, Zhuang Tong showed a smile and waved to him.

Seeing her holding an ice pop in her hand, occasionally licking it, Lin Xian couldn’t help but feel a sense of respect.

Look, what is professionalism?

This is fking professionalism!

Awesome!

Lin Xian asked, “Have you had lunch yet?”

“We’re just about to go eat!” Zhuang Tong replied.

Nie Qingqing stood by, silent, scrutinizing Lin Xian with a judgmental gaze.

“Then let’s go have lunch together! Miss Nie, would you like to join us?” Lin Xian asked.

Seeing this, Zhuang Tong waved her hand, “No need for such trouble, let’s go eat in the back street! There’s an old duck blood vermicelli soup shop there, the taste is super good, many people drive from other places to eat there every day.”

Jinling’s duck blood vermicelli soup was indeed famous, and generally, shops with good taste were those small, fly-infested eateries.

Lin Xian hadn’t tried duck blood vermicelli soup during his trip to Jinling this time. Hearing Zhuang Tong say this, he nodded and said, “Okay, let’s go try it then!”

“It definitely won’t disappoint you, let’s go, we won’t get a seat if we go too late.”

Zhuang Tong smiled slightly and walked ahead to lead the way.

Not all delicious food is found in high-end restaurants; many surprises also exist in the streets and alleys of every city.

Like scattered treasures, waiting for diners to discover them.

Walking on the road, Zhuang Tong asked, “Lin Xian, where are you planning to go this afternoon?”

“To (Bìguìyuán) to look at houses, and also buy you a car along the way,” Lin Xian said with a smile.

Buying a house was a definite.

When he first enrolled, Lin Xian planned to rent a house and apply for day student status. Otherwise, staying in the dorm all the time would make it inconvenient to go out at night.

Now with Zhuang Tong as his little lover, it was even more necessary.

But now that he had money, he wouldn’t rent a house, but would buy one directly instead.

Later, when he moved into a villa, this house could be given to Zhuang Tong to live in, killing two birds with one stone.

No, it was killing three birds with one stone. He could use the opportunity of buying a house and a car to raise his permission level to LV 7, which would give Lin Xian an income of 120, 000 a day.

3.6 million a month, how delightful!

“Really?”

Hearing that he was going to buy her a house and a car, Zhuang Tong’s face immediately lit up with surprise.

“Hiss!”

Nie Qingqing, who was beside her, gasped, incredibly shocked.

Earlier in the dorm, she had told Zhuang Tong to ask for more benefits, but now it seemed completely unnecessary.

All things considered, it was only the second day, and he was already giving her a house and a car.

Good heavens, he was too generous!

If all people who kept mistresses were like Lin Xian, Nie Qingqing felt that being a mistress wasn’t entirely unacceptable.

Many students at Jinyi were kept, and according to those girls, whenever houses and cars were mentioned, the other party would find various excuses to shirk, and some with bad character would even curse directly.

Besides, putting aside houses and cars, there were quite a few girls at Jinyi who were scrambling to be kept by Lin Xian.

As for why…

Just look at Zhuang Tong’s current behavior and you’ll know.

Holding hands, with a happy smile on her face. Anyone who saw them would only think they were a young couple showing affection, and might even praise them as a perfect match, never imagining it was a keeping relationship.

Unlike those greasy middle-aged men, when they came to pick up girls from school, the girls would act like thieves, terrified of being seen by others.

They arrived at the duck blood vermicelli soup shop Zhuang Tong mentioned. After looking around, Lin Xian nodded.

It was indeed as they said, the shop’s business was very good, and the small space was already filled with diners.

A rich aroma permeated the air, and just smelling it made one’s appetite grow.

Seeing this, Zhuang Tong looked a bit dejected, “We’re still late, should we find another place?”

“No need, just wait a bit!” Lin Xian smiled.

Duck blood vermicelli soup wasn’t a big meal; it was usually finished in a few minutes.

Sure enough, after only a few minutes, several diners stood up, paid, and left.

After sitting down, Zhuang Tong pulled out a few napkins and thoughtfully wiped the table for Lin Xian, complaining, “I don’t know what the owner of this shop is thinking, business is so good and they don’t expand the shop, at least change the tables and chairs.”

“Normal, generally, owners of these old shops are very individualistic.”

Lin Xian chuckled, “My dad once told me something: there’s a billionaire in Guangzhou who owns ten buildings for rent, but he insists on opening a small, fly-infested eatery selling duck oil rice, and even bought a BMW X 6 specifically for transporting goods.”

“Wow, ten buildings, that’s tens of thousands in rent every day, so leisurely,” Nie Qingqing said enviously.

Lin Xian corrected her, “Not ten houses, but ten buildings!”

“…”

For a moment, Nie Qingqing obediently shut her mouth.

Sorry, my bad.

Poverty limits my imagination!

Zhuang Tong clicked her tongue, “Rich people’s interests are truly peculiar.”

As they chatted and laughed, the proprietress brought over three bowls of duck blood vermicelli soup.

Lin Xian picked up his spoon and first tasted the soup.

Whether a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup was delicious or not could be known by tasting the soup.

As the soup entered his mouth, Lin Xian’s eyes lit up.

Amazing!

Generally, duck blood vermicelli soup would contain ingredients like duck blood and offal, so it was inevitable to have some fishy smell.

But in this bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, there wasn’t a hint of fishiness; the taste was extremely delicious.

Seeing his expression, Zhuang Tong smiled, “See, I didn’t lie to you, did I?”

“It’s really delicious!” Lin Xian nodded, picked up his chopsticks, and began to enjoy the meal.