Morbid Attachment

Fortunately, Duan Yinyu and Ji Wang came back with two baskets on their backs, but Duan Yinyu's pride was broken.

Zheng Qihong separated the cabbage and lotus root a little, and said far-sightedly: "If you can't exchange many ingredients today, then make a vegetable soup tonight."

Ji Wang agreed: "There are still a few eggs in the shed, which can be fried and dipped in soy sauce for dinner."

The only two people in the team who can cook looked at each other and showed tacit smiles.

The Tiantian Market is a certain distance from the village. The owner generously lent his car. A blue dump truck was too gray to see its original color.

The five people leveraged each other to climb up, Ji Wang went up first, gave Zheng Qihong a hand, and also pulled Duan Yinyu. Zhang Mu first came up neatly, and finally arrived at Qi Boyan.

Just as Ji Wang was about to sit down, he saw Qi Boyan stretched out his hand shyly, and the gold and jade were hanging in the air. Ji Wang, who was "hot", didn't want to pay attention to him, but facing the camera, he had to pay attention. He can only reach out and pull the person up, and then sneak away.

The car staggered off, and the merchants of Tiantian Market had already agreed with the program team, and not many people came to watch.

The five people were divided into three waves, one for rice, one for meat, and one for setting up a stall on the spot to exchange some money.

The last difficult task was given to Qi Boyan by Zheng Qihong.

Zheng Qihong was older, and her words had weight, and everyone consciously obeyed.

On the other hand, Zhang Mu first said, "I'm good at speaking, why don't I stay and set up a stall."

Zhang Mu first took care of Qi Boyan. He saw that Qi Boyan hadn't entered the state very much, and was worried that he was alone and would not speak in front of the camera.

Zheng Qihong replied, "No, you don't look as good as Xiaoyan, don't worry, if Xiaoyan stays here for ten minutes, the lotus roots will be bought."

Duan Yinyu groaned: "I see, Lotus Root Xishi!"

For this nickname, Qi Boyan didn't mind: "Mr. Zhang, I'll just stay and set up the stall, you can go and change the dishes."

Zhang Muxian took Ji Wang and left. The process of changing meat between the two was not very smooth. The boss may have accepted the hint from the program team and asked them to help chop the ribs, make the meat puree, and add lotus root to exchange three pounds of ribs. .

The temptation was really great. Ji Wang took the knife and went straight to it. Zhang Muxian was stunned by the side, and asked the photographer to take a picture of his splendid technique.

After the two changed the meat, they returned to the booth where Qi Boyan was. Qi Boyan was still sitting on the small bench, the stall in front of him was already empty, and the change was all in the basket.

He also had an ice cream in his hand, which was specially given to him by the proprietress of the roast duck shop behind him, fearing that he was selling vegetables hot.

Compared to the two of them, Qi Boyan was as leisurely as he was coming for a vacation.

At this time, another kind old lady passed by. Seeing Qi Boyan, she smiled and said: "This baby is so good."

Zhang Muxian rubbed his hands like a prostitute who introduced his girl: "It's very good. If the old lady likes it, would you like something to be awarded?"

The old lady took out a few tomatoes from her bag and put them tremblingly into Qi Boyan's basket. Facing the old man, Qi Boyan was more cramped than usual, and quickly stood up to say thank you.

Who knew the old lady would say next sentence: "Oh, why is the little girl so tall."

Qi Boyan's face was slightly stiff, Zhang Muxian was silent for a moment, Ji Wang subconsciously pursed his lips and held back his smile.

It turns out that because Qi Boyan has long hair, the old lady treats people like a little girl, and she also says that her grandson is very good, and she wants to introduce it to Qi Boyan.

Zhang Muxian hurriedly persuaded the old lady away before the scene got out of control. The old lady also said, "My grandson is 26 years old this year, and I belong to the old club at the end of the village."

When Zhang Muxian persuaded the old lady away, Qi Boyan glanced at Ji Wang: "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Wang pretended to be serious: "I didn't laugh."

Qi Boyan sighed: "If you want to laugh, just laugh. Just make me a tomato scrambled egg tonight."

When Ji Wang used to cook, because Qi Boyan liked to eat, he also studied how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes more delicious.

But remembering the past, Ji Wang's expression couldn't help but lighten, he didn't say good or bad.

Zheng Qihong and Duan Yinyu also successfully returned with rice. In just a short period of time, Zheng Qihong and Duan Yinyu called their mother and son.

The freshly baked gān son asked Qi Boyan: "Brother Yan, where did the ice cream in your hand come from?"

Qi Boyan took a sip slowly and smiled sweetly: "The owner of the roast duck restaurant gave it."

After he finished speaking, with Duan Yinyu's envious eyes, he ate the ice cream in two or three mouthfuls, not even leaving a pip.

Duan Yinyu intends to support himself, saying that he is going to sing to the proprietress of the roast duck restaurant, and also change an ice cream.

Even if he goes by himself, he has to pull Ji Wang: "Brother Wang, let's go get ice cream together, Mom, if it's successful, I'll bring you one too."

Zhang Muxian came late: "What about me?"

Duan Yinyu is already familiar with Zhang Muxian: "People who only talk about are not qualified to eat ice cream."

At this time, Qi Boyan took out the money from the vegetable basket: "We have money, we can buy it."

Zhang Muxian hurriedly grabbed the money and held it in his arms: "Oh, Xiaoqi, haven't you noticed how pitiful our program team is? This money has to be spent on a knife's edge, how can you use it to coax children to buy ice cream!"