Wu Gousheng grabbed a small stone from the side and threw it at her, "Shut up!" After saying that, he looked at Wan Qiqi with a cryptic smile on his face, "How about it, I'm more magnanimous than that Zhao Shitou guy, right?"

Wan Qiqi did not answer him, but said leisurely, "Unsolicited kindness is either a trick or a theft."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Shitou's smile froze for a moment.

Although Wan Qiqi said this to Wu Gousheng, he felt that she was indirectly criticizing him!

Wu Gousheng didn't make a fuss after being scolded; instead, he smiled even more brightly. "How about I trade you two bamboo shoots for two cups of sweet soup?"

He had long heard that the Chen family's sweet soup was a bestseller in two towns and had wanted to try it, but unfortunately everyone knew him and would avoid him, not giving him the chance.

Wan Qiqi glanced at the winter bamboo shoots on the ground. The two together weighed at least two or three pounds, so she wasn't losing out at all. She nodded.

Seeing her nod, Wu Gousheng was delighted and stood up from the rock. He walked over to the man who was working, put his arm around his shoulder, and said, "Erpang, I'll take you and Tangshui today!"

Zhao Shitou met Wu Gousheng's smug gaze, his face gradually darkening. He tried to calm himself and asked, "Sister-in-law Chen, why are you paying attention to him? He's a troublemaker in the village, even the village head doesn't like him."

Wan Qiqi squatted down to examine the bamboo shoots, and said calmly, "I'm still considered a poisonous woman, aren't I? Yet you still said you'd treat me the same way."

Someone nearby chimed in, "That's different. Those are things of the past. Now you're a celebrity in our village, and you even lead us in digging for yams."

“Yes, people change.” Wan Qiqi stood up, wiped the mud off her hands, and said, “Then it’s 5 coins a pound. I’ll buy anything that’s for sale.”