Sent You to a Variety Show, But You Led the Whole Village to Prosperity?

The Scapegoat Star from the cultivation world was banished to the mortal realm, becoming a completely slandered, eighteenth-tier small celebrity. She was tasked with sweeping streets to earn merit,...

Chapter 71 Hemp Ropes Are Cut at the Thinnest Point

[Lego + family tree + internship chapter may be a bit childish for others, but it is just right for college students. ]

[I cried my ass off. Qu Suihuan must be a living Buddha. The internship chapter is so attractive. ]

[I disagree, absolutely disagree, because I don’t have a ticket (smile).]

[In this way, we can not only have free labor, but also make the building distinctive, ensuring the popularity of public opinion and future customers. As a human being, what's wrong with Qu Suihuan's brain? ]

[Every step Qu Suihuan takes has a traceable path, and it holds my heart tightly. ]

As the comments said, Qu Suihuan captured people's hearts.

Who among today’s college students doesn’t have the ambition to build a house and be included in the family tree? This can completely bring out the second-year syndrome of those born in 1982.

They all rolled up their sleeves and were eager to get to work.

But just live-streaming the construction of a house would be boring and fail to retain online viewers, so Qu Suihuan asked the director to divide the footage into two waves.

One group stayed to film the construction, while another group followed the guests to complete today's task.

The director announced over a bullhorn.

"Dear guests, today's task is to go to the market in the town and cook for all the tourists."

"Each person has 200 yuan. Use this money to buy the ingredients you need. Among them, you must have chicken, duck, and fish."

The mission was normal this time and no one objected.

Getting in the car, this was the second time the program crew went to the small town together. The last time was when Jiang Shili was bitten on the butt by a dog and had to get a rabies vaccine.

In the car, since there is no group PK, this means that we need to discuss together what ingredients to buy.

Qu Suihuan knows about vegetables, so she is responsible for purchasing them.

Su Yitong followed closely and took the initiative to take on the task of buying ducks.

The others were assigned their own tasks.

The town is not big, and people who come to the market come from other nearby villages and have to walk a long way to get there.

Getting off the bus, the locals were dressed in rustic clothes, which formed a sharp contrast with the group of stars and attracted a lot of attention.

Su Yitong is very clear about what makes Qu Suihuan so popular. Since everyone likes it, she will learn from him.

She watched several rural TV dramas and specifically tried to learn how to behave like country girls, thinking that she must show herself off before Qu Suihuan.

The town was very crowded and it took me a while to find an old man in the corner of the stall.

An old grandfather is with his granddaughter, and there is a duck at their feet.

Su Yitong's eyes lit up, she walked over, and her glamorous appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"How much is this duck?"

The old man caught the duck and held it up to her.

"This duck weighs 6 kilograms and costs 45 yuan."

Su Yitong squatted down, suppressed her disgust and touched the duck, pretending to choose one.

"40, I'll buy it."

This is a trick she learned, to bargain when buying things, so as to appear non-materialistic and highlight her simplicity and authenticity.

The old man hesitated for a moment and said, "This duck weighs more than six kilograms!"

"40. If you don't sell it, I'll leave."

This was a trick she learned. If bargaining failed, she would pretend to leave.

The old man became anxious for a moment and quickly said yes.

Su Yitong gave him a fifty-dollar bill. The old man took a look and took out a ball of cloth from his bag.

When the cloth ball was unrolled, some small pieces of money appeared inside, some were one dollar, some were fifty cents, and some were ten cents.

He scraped together a lot of money, counting and counting, and finally got together ten yuan to give to Su Yitong as change.

Su Yitong was disgusted with this poor guy, but she still remained patient on the surface.

He took the change, took the duck and left.

The little girl next to her smiled and said to her: "Thank you, beautiful sister, I can buy new shoes, great~"

Su Yitong pretended to be gentle and touched her head.

This scene was posted on the barrage, and fans praised it highly.

[The goddess is gentle and kind, so touching, I'm about to cry. ]

[Children can’t lie. Seeing Yitong was like seeing a bodhisattva. She was so grateful.]

[Come on, she bargained for 40 yuan for a duck worth 46 yuan, how can you have the nerve to praise her for being kind? ]

[This kind of duck is not imported, 40 is enough, I still think it is too expensive, why don’t you thank the Buddha. ]

[I found that I not only hate Su Yitong, but also her arrogant fan group. ]

[+1 to the above user. I hate Su Yitong and her fans more and more.]

Su Yitong completed the task first, boasted about her good performance, and quickly arranged for her team to buy marketing accounts online to tout her.

On the other hand, Qu Suihuan bought various vegetables, but was still short of garlic sprouts.

Just as I was about to walk to the next stall, the crowded crowd suddenly made a commotion.

Everyone gathered together, not knowing what to do.

She finally squeezed into the crowd and saw an old man standing at the stall selling shoes.

"Look, please look again, this is real money, I didn't lie to you."

The vendor waved his hand impatiently, "Go away, go away, your money is counterfeit."

"Uncle, this is not fake, it's real. My grandfather earned it from selling ducks."

"It's fake, I can't buy it, please go away and don't delay my business."

The old man hunched over and unfolded the 50-yuan note with trembling hands, trying to ask another vendor next to him.

"Here, boss, look at it. I really didn't lie. This is real money."

"Go away, go away, we are not living Buddhas."

These words seemed to shatter the old man's last bit of support, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Damn you, you have no conscience, how can this be fake money?"

"Oh my God, do you still have a conscience? Please have mercy on me..."

He could only sit on the ground, crying and cursing, while the onlookers around him remained indifferent, as if they were used to it.

The little girl also became anxious and kept talking to her grandfather.

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