Chapter 36: My brother only breaks down when he's my real brother-in-law

"Eight hundred and sixty-two." Lu Zhixu counted the money and reported the number, "Thirty-eight dollars short of nine hundred."

But now there are less than ten mandarin oranges left, weighing only about two or three pounds at most.

Ji Jingchuan took out the small stool he was sitting on and said, "Selling stools, five yuan each!"

[Hahahaha Ji Jingchuan, now I believe you are a genius.]

Ji Jingchuan: I only said I was setting up a stall to sell mandarin oranges, but I didn't say I couldn't sell the stall as well.

If the director were here, I feel like he would sell out the director as well.

The staff immediately stopped him from selling benches and cameras.

Seeing that there was less than an hour left before the market closed, Song Xiyue became anxious: "What should I do?"

The village's mandarin oranges are unsaleable. If a sponsor could help buy them, the villagers' pressure would be greatly alleviated. The difference between the rewards for the six hundred and nine hundred tiers is a full 150,000 kilograms.

Thinking that it was because of her that the deal was ruined, Song Xiyue felt a rare surge of guilt in her heart. She desperately asked, "Can I find someone to buy 21 kilograms? I'll pay him back a thousand times the price later."

[Miss, I'll book a ticket and rush over right away!]

But obviously this method doesn't work.

"The highest retail price is only six yuan per pound," Shang Que thought for a moment, "but if it's made into a gift box, the price can be a little higher, right?"

"Gift box?"

Ning Sheng also thought of it: "Did you ever buy a Christmas Eve gift box when you were in school? There was only an apple in it, and it cost more than ten yuan each."

"Apples only increase in value on Christmas Eve, and that's all packaging tax." Lin Jinyi said this subconsciously, then froze for a moment. "Packaging?"

"Yes, if it looks good enough, people will pay for the packaging," Shang Que explained, "and we won't sell it too expensively."

Jiang Yize scratched his head: "But where can I buy a beautiful gift box? Even if it costs a lot, it shouldn't be cheap. Do we have that much budget?"

"No." Shang Que shook his head. "We'll paint."

Ji Jingchuan was puzzled: "Why didn't I know you could draw?"

"Because I really can't," Shang Que patted Jing Ya's shoulder, "but he can."

Lu Zhixu also took the initiative to say: "I have learned a little Chinese painting. If you have a brush, you can give it a try."

After deciding on the plan, everyone arranged their work. Ning Sheng and Lu Zhixu went to buy painting supplies, while Shang Que and Jing Ya went to buy white cardboard for packaging.

Ji Jingchuan stood up and said, "I want to go too."

"You have a more important task," Shang Que pressed him down and said in a low voice, "Although the director

He said there wouldn't be any groups, but we can't trust his words completely. What if one group suddenly makes more money than the other? You have to watch over them and make sure they don't steal our money."

Seeing that Ji Jingchuan still had a reluctant expression, Shang Que suddenly raised his hand and placed it on his head: "Be obedient."

His hair was soft and he had it permed slightly before coming. His slightly curly hair felt very fluffy and Shang Que couldn't help but rub it.

This action made Ji Jingchuan pause suddenly.

Shang Que just touched his head.

Ji Jingchuan was like a puppy being pinched by the scruff of the neck, instantly becoming obedient. His body tensed, he quietly tilted his head upwards, and said unnaturally, "Oh, then you guys come back soon."

[What just happened? How did the vicious dog suddenly become a good puppy?! ]

Ji Jingchuan, who cares so much about his image, wasn't angry when his hair was messed up.

[He even looks a bit proud, what's going on?! ]

[Stop talking now! I'm going to be hooked if you keep saying this! This weird CP fan will be scolded by fans on both sides.]

[But Shang Que really looks like he's petting a dog.]

Ji Jingchuan didn't care at all. Even after they left, he was still sitting on a small stool with messy hair, daydreaming.

Shang Que touched his head and told him to be obedient.

o'v'o

whee.

Ji Jingchuan couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Jiang Chi walking towards him stealthily.

Remembering Shang Que's words before he left, Ji Jingchuan instinctively hid the small purse containing the money behind him and asked cautiously, "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Chi pulled over a small stool and said in a low voice, "I have something extremely important to tell you."

Ji Jingchuan did not let down his guard. He stretched his long legs sideways to stop him from getting any closer: "Just talk right there. Keep your distance."

The camera went out with Shang Que and the others. There was only one fixed camera position in front of the booth, which was quite far away. Jiang Chi looked back and guessed that he couldn't record their conversation, so he put down a bench and sat down. Then he asked mysteriously, "You and Shang Que, you are more than just friends, right?"

It is well known that falling in love during the rising period of an idol's career is a serious scandal, and Ji Jingchuan has a bad and eccentric personality, so no one has ever dared to gossip about his love affairs in front of him.

Therefore, upon hearing this, Ji Jingchuan subconsciously thought that Jiang Chi was referring to the sibling relationship between him and Shang Que. After a moment's hesitation, his brows furrowed, "How do you know?"

Who is this person? How did he know this?

"I can see that. I can tell that you have special feelings for Shang Que." Jiang Chi confided in him, "Maybe it's because I'm in the same situation as you."

Ji Jingchuan's mind raced: "Ning Sheng is your sister?"

Jiang Chi responded: "She is only three years older than me!"

"Three days older than me is still my sister," Ji Jingchuan was puzzled. "It's been more than 20 years and you still haven't adapted to it?"

Jiang Chi thought this was a bit strange, but he couldn't figure it out, so he snorted: "Even if I'm younger than her, so what? Does Lu Zhixu being older than her mean he can be with her?"

Ji Jingchuan didn't understand what he was saying: "What does this have to do with Lu Zhixu?"

"Lu Zhixu likes Ning Sheng, can't you see that?" Jiang Chi gritted his teeth and said, "They're clearly not compatible at all. I don't know why there are so many CP fans. What's so good about it? It's not good at all!"

Ji Jingchuan suddenly said, "I understand."

My younger brother only breaks down around his real brother-in-law, which means Ning Sheng and Lu Zhixu must be real.

Jiang Chi's eyes lit up: "I just said that we are in the same situation, you can understand me, right?"

Ji Jingchuan nodded: "I can understand you."

If someone covets Shang Que... No, there is no if, he will not allow it!

Ji Jingchuan felt unhappy just thinking about it.

Jiang Chi thought he had found a companion, and said to him heartfeltly: "Our Brothers' Alliance must stand up! It's just an age difference, what's the problem? Down with Lu Zhixu, down with Jing Ya, sister-brother love is the best!"

"Wait, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Chi saw his puzzled face and explained, "Don't you like Shang Que? Doesn't Jing Ya like Shang Que too? You have to compete with him. If you don't fight, how can the latecomer get ahead?"

"Are you sick?" Ji Jingchuan frowned and said in an unhappy tone, "Who is the latecomer? Shang Que and I have known each other for much longer than others. And what nonsense are you talking about? How could she and I be in love?"

"Don't you like Shang Que?"

"Isn't Ning Sheng your biological sister?"

The two people's problems came out one after another, and Jiang Chi was hurt more. He said angrily: "How is it possible? I like her!"

Ji Jingchuan then realized that the two of them were not talking about the same thing at all. He ran out of patience and stood up to leave: "What does it have to do with me? Go if you like."

Jiang Chi thought he was being stubborn and reminded him stubbornly, "You have to be careful of Jing Ya. I've been through this and I understand. He definitely has bad intentions towards Shang Que."

"Impossible," Ji Jingchuan turned around and said with a solemn oath, "Stop sowing discord here. Brother Jing Ya is not that kind of person!"

*

There is a stationery boutique near the market, and the few people who went out soon came back with materials for making gift boxes.

The painting tools they bought were acrylic markers. Not only that, Lu Zhixu and Ning Sheng also borrowed brushes and ink from a stall selling couplets.

Everyone started to work together. Ning Sheng and Jiang Chi folded cardboard into the shape of a gift box, Lin Jinyi and Song Xiyue tied ribbon bows on it, and Jiang Yize put the mandarin oranges in it one by one.

The highlight is here with the two people painting.

Lu Zhixu was painting a mandarin orange tree. The quality of his brush was not very good, but it hardly affected his performance. With just a few strokes, the texture of the tree trunk was revealed. He then carved the branches and leaves, embellished them with fruits, and added some small objects such as butterflies and stones. Soon, an ink painting of a bountiful orchard harvest appeared before everyone.

As he began to paint, people gathered to watch. Once he finished, the crowd erupted in admiration. One, a retired teacher, even asked directly for the price. When he heard he was going to put the painting on a gift box and sell it with mandarin oranges, he waved his hands distressedly, saying, "I'll put it on myself when I get home. Just sell it to me like this."

What is meant by "buying the box and returning the pearl"? This is "buying the box and returning the pearl."

[So you learned a little bit of Chinese painting? You're being too modest, Lu Zhixu.]

[A fan came out to say that he really became a monk late in life. In a previous movie, Lu Zhixu played a role as a traditional Chinese painting inheritor. He secluded himself and studied with a master for half a year beforehand.]

Different from the style of Lu Zhixu's side, Jing Ya was surrounded by a group of children.

"Brother, after you finish drawing Peppa Pig for her, is it my turn now?" The little girl held her mother's hand and couldn't help but come over to take a look.

"Well, you're next."

"I want Princess Jasmine!"

Jing Ya continued to color, but his tone was gentle and patient: "Okay, I'll draw Princess Jasmine for you then."

Shang Que couldn't help but look at him.

This kind of painting was done very quickly. Not long after, Jing Ya finished the last order. He suddenly turned to look at her and asked with a curved lip, "Shall I draw one for you too?"

Shang Que decisively refused: "I don't have any money."

"I was originally going to charge ten dollars a piece," Jing Ya raised an eyebrow, "but since you're the bird princess, I'll draw it for you for free."

"real?"

"Really, how about drawing an Angry Bird?"

"roll."

[I predicted this, so I'm really angry.]

【But her name is Bird Princess! 】

At midnight, the market closed and the director came to inspect the goods. Including the last few gift boxes of mandarin oranges they sold, their total sales were 1,020.

It far exceeds the highest standard.

Song Xiyue jumped up happily when she heard the amount, and the others also showed happy expressions.

The sponsor signed a contract with the village representatives on the spot and invested in the purchase of 200,000 kilograms of mandarin oranges. To express their gratitude to them, the villagers prepared a sumptuous and lively celebration banquet, and before leaving, they enthusiastically gave each person a few boxes of mandarin oranges.

Ji Jingchuan didn't like to eat it, so he gave it all to Shang Que. Fearing that she would regret it, he took the initiative to send it to her home after the variety show ended.

"Thank you, you can go now." Shang Que waved his hand, "Be careful on the road."

"What do you mean?" Ji Jingchuan was dissatisfied. "I helped you carry things up and down, but you didn't even give me a sip of your saliva?"

Shang Que poured him a glass of water and said, "Drink it and leave. I have something to go out for later."

"What are you going out for? Are you going on a date?" Ji Jingchuan asked casually. Seeing Shang Que didn't say anything, he immediately became alert: "Are you in a relationship?"

"No, I have a martial arts class to go to in the evening."

she

I'm currently preparing for a new drama. After all, it's a martial arts drama, so I have to learn some basic moves.

Ji Jingchuan breathed a sigh of relief and put down the cup: "Then I'll leave."

After being sent to the door by Shang Que, he suddenly remembered something and asked casually, "By the way, I see that Brother Jing Ya seems to be quite familiar with you. What's your relationship?"

Shang Que looked at him strangely: "Why are you asking this?"

"It's just a question, isn't it?" Ji Jingchuan said confidently, "You two aren't in a relationship that's shameful. We're just friends and classmates, what else could it be?"

Shang Que: "Ex-boyfriend or ex-girlfriend."