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Chapter 41 The Folk Singer(1/2)

Finally, the other party accepted the old gratitude.

Carrying the guitar on his back again, he left the Honghong Hotel.

With a small figure and cheerful steps, he would hold his belly from time to time as he walked, and soon disappeared at the end of the street.

Chen Nian thought back to the somewhat ridiculous scene just now.

I don’t know how this girl smiles.

It made my stomach hurt from laughing just now.

However, although An Hongdou made a piece of tofu at first, he felt like he had an enlightenment after eating it, and even thought that this thing was quite good for rice.

The table was cleared, the pots and dishes were cleaned.

I cleaned up the stove and cleared the ashes from the bottom of the pot.

Wiped his hands.

Sit on the stool outside, take out your phone, and open the music software.

I searched An Hongdou.

In the end, he actually found it.

Open it and scroll down.

There are only six songs in total by the singer.

Shows five followings and twenty-three fans.

Chen Nian also clicked follow on the other party, making the other party's number of fans increase to twenty-four.

I clicked on one of the songs called "A Bowl of Rice" and it sounded pretty good to me.

So I put on my headphones and put my phone in my pocket.

After mopping the floor again while listening to music, I turned off the lights and locked the door.

Then walked towards home.

...

After the conversation was divided, An Hongdou returned to where he lived, took a shower and lay on the bed.

This is a B&B she booked for 120 yuan a day. Since it was the off-season, the price was relatively cheap, and the location wasn't too bad.

These days, she goes out for a walk every day during the day, eats some special delicacies, and goes to Qing Bar to sing in the evening.

There are two in total.

Two hours for each family, four hours for a total of 600.

They sing other people's songs.

However, this is just a way for An Hongdou to make a living.

She has been in Chengdu for half a month. The reason why she came here before was because a friend introduced her here. But after she came here again, she found another one, so it cost 600 yuan a day.

Although I was a little tired, I still made 9,000 yuan in half a month.

Excluding the rent of my B&B, which is 1,800 yuan, and the total cost of eating, which is 2,000 yuan.

As well as the usual transportation expenses, buying some snacks and drinks, and a new set of piano strings, I still have 4,000 yuan left.

Including the 6,000 she had saved before, she now has about 10,000 yuan left.

But as An Hongdou said before, she is ready to leave Chengdu.

The two bar-cleaning jobs have also quit.

Prepare to change places and continue wandering.

While lying on the bed with my legs crossed leisurely, I turned on my phone and subconsciously opened the music app.

As a street singer, An Hongdou opens music software every day when she has nothing to do.

Check to see if the songs you uploaded in the background have been played a few more times and if there are any new comments.

In the past, when I opened it every day, there were basically only three or five valid plays. As for comments, it would take a week and a half to get one.

As a result, she opened it today!

【Today’s views: 18?】

[Today’s comments: 6?]

【New attention: 1?】

Looking at so much data is as good as the Chinese New Year for An Hongdou!

First, open the fan list.

【A mouthful of aged vinegar】

This is the ID of the new fan.

An Hongdou can recite the names of his twenty-three fans.

How could there be one more person who didn’t know?

Then I looked at the comments, and sure enough, they were all made with vinegar.

For this hard-won fan, An Hongdou rolled around on the bed several times in excitement.

Then he calmed down and started replying to the comments one by one.

However, every comment from the other party is: nice.

And every reply from An Hongdou is: Thank you~

After I finished replying, I started looking at the ceiling again and couldn't sleep.

Insomnia as usual every night.

Suddenly, she remembered the braised pork she had eaten today.

Listening to the traffic outside the window, people talking, and the sound of barbecues.

The chirping of cicadas was the main theme of the night.

It was as if a stream of light flashed through my mind.

She stood up, took out her guitar from the box, sat on the edge of the bed, facing out the window, and played with her fingers gently.

Chord flow...

When Chen Ni returned home at night, he passed by his mother's room and seemed to hear familiar music coming from inside.

This music ages well.

Douyin Divine Comedy.

To be honest, I used to enjoy listening to many of them years ago, but after these songs were cropped and became popular on Douyin, I no longer enjoy listening to them.

Go back to your room.

Chen Nian looked at the recipe.

[First dish: "Ma Po Tofu" (unlocked)]

[The second dish "Braised Pork" (unlocked)]

[The conditions for opening the third dish "Noodles with Scallion Oil": 3000 copies of the perfect version of "Braised Pork", 126/3000]

The progress is pretty good.

More than a hundred copies were sold in one day.

It is estimated that in a while, my small store will be able to achieve profitability.

If Honghong Hotel can make a profit, there is no need to sell this hotel.

After resting for a while, Chen Nian also went to take a bath.

After coming back, sit on the chair.

Open the drawer.

He took out the mobile phone that had followed him into this world and was put into the drawer by himself in the morning.

Open, flip through the photo album.

Inside are photos of myself and Chen Yue.

There are scenic spots and old houses everywhere. Maybe Chen Nian's photography skills are not very good, but at this time, it seems that Chen Nian's mouth can't help but bring up a smile.

My sister is very cute.

He is also very handsome.

Things worth being thankful for usually don’t happen alone, but more often we choose to go together.

I met some interesting diners in the store today.
To be continued...
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