After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Chapter 266: Old business?

Seeing that Ming Nanjin's mood had gradually stabilized, Jiang Shiwen handed the canned food to Ming Nanjin and said softly, "Eat something. You may have to stay here tonight, so you need to conserve your energy."

Ming Nanjin nodded slightly, took the can, and knew in his heart that it seemed that he would have to keep watch all night.

Yan Zeyu, the big fool, had no idea what was going on at the moment. He was only focused on devouring the can of beef in his hand.

His face was covered with grease from eating, and his mouth kept making a "smacking" sound. The sound was so loud that it gave Jiang Shiwen a headache.

"Jiang Shiwen, where did you get this can of beef? It's so delicious. I bought so many before, but none of them tasted as good as this. What brand is this? I'll buy some too, and eat it next time I go on a mission with Jin."

As Yan Zeyu spoke, he kept stuffing meat from the can into his mouth, as if he hadn't eaten for hundreds of years.

Jiang Shiwen looked at Yan Zeyu and said unhappily, "I say, Yan Zeyu, can you shut your pig mouth? You can eat canned beef and make the sound of a dog eating shit."

When Yan Zeyu heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

"Hey, kid, how do you talk like that? Do you know how to speak? I just asked you where you bought the canned food, and you talked to me like that. You have no manners at all."

Yan Zeyu muttered to himself but did not stop moving his hands, fearing that if he said one more word he would lose a bite of meat.

“I can’t buy it.”

Jiang Shiwen looked at Yan Zeyu's hungry ghost-like appearance, his tone full of helplessness.

Yan Zeyu's face darkened instantly, and he stopped eating the can in his hand. He stared at Jiang Shiwen and said, "I'm not asking you to buy it. There's no brand on your can. If there was, I wouldn't bother asking you."

After saying that, he took another big bite, and in a blink of an eye, he had finished the second can.

Jiang Shiwen said speechlessly: "Scientist Yan, do you think that if a regular large factory produces food, it would not have a brand trademark?"

After hearing this, Yan Zeyu was stunned. He had never thought about this before.

Suddenly, he looked at the two empty cans in front of him with a serious face.

“So what you bought is a product without any quality assurance?”

Yan Zeyu felt that the meat that had smelled so good just now was not smelling good at all now. He even thought that it might be rat meat. Thinking of this, he wanted to dig his throat right away.

"This was made at Jiang Shiwen's home."

Ming Nanjin, who had been silent all this time, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Just now Jiang Shiwen had been taking revenge on Yan Zeyu because the noise Yan Zeyu made when eating was really annoying, so Jiang Shiwen wanted to take revenge on Yan Zeyu and make him feel sick.

Ming Nanjin was worried that if she didn't speak up, Jiang Shiwen and herself would be the ones to feel disgusted.

"What! You made it at home? Is it regular meat?"

Yan Zeyu quickly picked up the empty can on the ground and examined it carefully, trying to figure out what kind of meat was inside.

"Do you believe I can beat you?"

Jiang Shiwen really wanted to take off his belt and beat Yan Zeyu severely. This guy really deserved a beating, just like Jiang Shiyu, no wonder these two always quarreled when they stood together.

Even Jiang Shiwen wanted to sew Yan Zeyu's mouth shut.

"come on."

Yan Zeyu's sleazy look reappeared. Not only did he provoke her verbally, he also deliberately raised his butt towards Jiang Shiwen. Jiang Shiwen looked at Yan Zeyu's behavior and his face turned red with anger.

He thought to himself, if Jiang Shiyu dared to be so presumptuous in front of him, he would definitely spank that guy's butt into three pieces.

"Stop messing around, come in and take a look after you finish eating."

While the two were bickering, Ming Nanjin had quickly finished the can of food that Jiang Shiwen had given her.

He threw the can aside, jumped lightly from the wing, and prepared to go to the abandoned factory behind to find out what was going on.

Seeing Ming Nanjin throw the "money" on the ground so casually, Yan Zeyu couldn't help but shake his head, thinking to himself that he was such a prodigal son.

"Ming Nanjin, do you know how to be thrifty? You just threw the money on the ground. No wonder you can ride a broken motorcycle. It's good enough that you are not allowed to ride a bicycle."

After Yan Zeyu finished speaking, he quickly stood up, ran to Ming Nanjin's feet, and picked up the empty can.

"Yan Zeyu, what are you doing?"

Jiang Shiwen and Ming Nanjin were completely confused and couldn't understand Yan Zeyu's strange behavior.

When Yan Zeyu heard Jiang Shiwen's words, he sighed silently and said, "Another prodigal son. No wonder you two are childhood friends. You are both the same, prodigal sons."

Jiang Shiwen, who will take control of the entire Jiang family in the future, is now called "the prodigal son Wen", while Ming Nanjin, the number one killer in the underworld dark web with a net worth of countless, has become "the prodigal son Jin".

The two were speechless in the face of Yan Zeyu's accusations.

"You two don't understand, these cans can be sold for a lot of money!"

As Yan Zeyu spoke, he picked up the empty can in his hand and the can that Jiang Shiwen had just thrown away, and put them into a plastic bag.

"How much money can be sold?"

Jiang Shiwen asked curiously. He really didn't know these things. After all, he usually counted in units of ten thousand, and had no idea about these small objects.

"About a dollar each."

Jiang Shiwen and Ming Nanjin fell silent again.

"Let's go."

Ming Nanjin really didn't want to pay attention to Yan Zeyu, a mentally ill man, so she turned around and walked towards the abandoned building behind.

Jiang Shiwen looked at Yan Zeyu with an expression as if he had eaten shit, and there was an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

After holding back for a few seconds, Jiang Shiwen finally spoke: "So this is your specialty?"

Yan Zeyu carefully put away the four empty cans of beef and answered Jiang Shiwen seriously, "No, it's a part-time job."

Jiang Shiwen gave a thumbs up helplessly and sighed in his heart: Awesome!

"Jin, wait for me."

Jiang Shiwen turned around and quickly followed Ming Nanjin towards the abandoned building. He didn't want to stay with Yan Zeyu anymore. He felt that if he stayed any longer, he would not only become mentally retarded, but might also become a rag collector.

Yan Zeyu didn't understand why Jiang Shiwen reacted like this. Anyway, he had sold these scraps and the leftover scraps from his own experiments for nearly 20,000 yuan over the years.

In his opinion, this is quite profitable. If he threw it away, he would not be able to make the 20,000 yuan.

During the time Yan Zeyu was in a daze, Jiang Shiwen and Ming Nanjin had already walked into the building. At this time, Yan Zeyu was the only one left in the open space.