Chapter 239 Treat Sister Song like a child
The proprietress pointed to the food in front of her.
Lin Yu'an was speechless for a moment, and it was as if he hadn't asked at all.
Lin Yu'an picked four packets of instant noodles from the shelf, and Zhou Qingli took two bunches of grapes and a cantaloupe.
How dare Zhou Qingli pick so many things with only forty yuan in his hand?
The Little Princess of Light and Shadow had no concept of money. She thought she was holding a hundred-dollar bill. Even if prices were low, the grapes and cantaloupe alone would have exceeded her funds.
Seeing Zhou Qingli taking so many things, Lin Yu'an wanted to stop her, but he didn't say anything. He fished out the only 45 yuan he had earned today from his pocket and said, "Boss, please pay the bill."
The proprietress took a quick look and immediately calculated the price of their items. "A total of eighty yuan."
Lin Yuan and the other two were stunned when they heard this, "Why is there so much money?"
The proprietress told the group the price of each item. "Grilled sausage and three steamed dumplings total 40 yuan, four packs of instant noodles 10 yuan, and grapes and cantaloupe total 35 yuan. Since this is your first time here, I'll give you a discount."
Lin Yuan pinched the forty-five yuan in his hand and said, "Sister Qingli, we don't want the fruit anymore."
The most important thing now is to fill your stomach.
"Why don't you want instant noodles? I also want to try their local specialties." Zhou Qingli crossed his arms and didn't want to be humble.
[Regarding family conditions, being able to eat enough is good enough, and I also want to try local specialties.]
If you pick more fragrant pears, you might be able to enjoy the local specialty.
Seeing that Zhou Qingli was unwilling to give up, Lin Yuan said, "Sister Qingli wants to eat fruit, otherwise she will have to give up the grilled sausage and steamed dumplings."
Zhou Qingli was now starving, and Lin Yu'an's words made her feel embarrassed. She crossed her arms and left the room, "Do whatever you want."
Lin Yuan finally chose to give up the fruit.
Chen Zhe and Bai Qing from Zhang Rong's group can both cook and select vegetables and pork.
Shen Jingmo's group had the most funds. Cheng Yuhan first took out a small piece of pork ribs from the refrigerator, and then picked out kidney beans and potatoes from the vegetables. "Teacher Shen, idol, I'll make dinner tonight and let you taste my northern hotpot."
"Tonight it all depends on your cooking skills." As long as Song Zhiwei doesn't have to cook, anything is fine.
There were still a lot of snacks on the shelves of the canteen. Song Zhiwei picked up a few bags at random and said, "Sister, these are what we ate when we were kids."
When Song Zhiwei and Song Zhiyuan were young, they rarely ate snacks. Occasionally, when their parents were not at home, they would secretly buy some. More often, they were not allowed to eat them by their grandfather. Even if they wanted to eat snacks, their grandfather would ask the chef to learn how to make them.
Shen Jingmo's eyes fell on the small biscuits that Song Zhiwei picked up, and he gradually became gentle, "Yuanyuan, do you want to take a pack to try?"
Seeing the cookies, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but recall that every time she came home from school, there would be a bag of cookies on the table.
"Okay." They have the most money, enough to buy some snacks.
Song Zhiwei picked a bag and brought it to the checkout counter. He glanced at the lychee and bayberry ice cream next to the sausage grill. "Boss, how much is this?"
"fifteen."
"It's so expensive." Cheng Yuhan couldn't help but murmur.
The most important thing is that they have limited funds now.
The three grown men looked at each other, and Cheng Yuhan said, "Give me one portion for Sister Song."
"We have to make ends meet right now. Don't buy anything unnecessary. I'll treat you guys to a meal when we get back to Linjiang."
Shen Jingmo did not allow for refusal and said, "This is different. Madam boss, please give us one."
"Teacher Shen is right, but when we get back to Linjiang, Sister Song will treat us to a meal." Cheng Yuhan did not forget to add a joke.
[They dote on Sister Song very much.]
[Yangmeibing, a small snack, I treat Sister Song like a child.]
I really like these four partners. Unlike a certain Crouching Dragon and Phoenix group that complains all the time, they all naturally take care of the girls in the group.
After picking out their things, the four of them still had fifty yuan left.
The canteen was two blocks away from the guesthouse where they were staying. The four of them walked slowly back under the streetlights. Song Zhiwei opened the cookies he had bought and shared them with everyone. "It doesn't seem to taste the same as when I was a kid. Sister, do you think it still tastes the same as before?"
Chen Jingmo tasted a piece, and after hearing Song Zhiwei's question, Chen Jingmo looked at Song Zhiyuan nervously.
"Not really." Song Zhiyuan only ate one piece and gave the remaining two to Song Zhiwei.
"It tastes no different to me than before." Cheng Yuhan held the ribs he bought in one hand and reached into the snack bag with the other hand, grabbing another handful of biscuits.
When the three groups returned to the guesthouse from the canteen one after another, they saw a mess.
The ten geese that were trapped in the wooden fence escaped and ran around the yard, even running into the kitchen and eating the vegetables they had left over from last night.
The pigs raised by Lin Yuan's team ran out, ran around on the third floor, and broke the only thermos their team had.
Seeing the big goose flapping its wings and flying towards him, Zhou Qingli was so scared that he hid behind Zhang Rong, fearing that he would be bitten by the big white goose.
"What's going on? Did the program crew deliberately release these little animals?" Zhou Qingli looked at the program crew suspiciously.
Without waiting for the program staff to explain, Cheng Yuhan retorted, "If Sister Qingli doesn't eat for a day, she will probably be so hungry that she will have to look for food everywhere."
"Cheng Yuhan, are you deliberately going against me?" Zhou Qingli looked at Cheng Yuhan angrily.
Seeing this, Cheng Yuhan quickly slipped away, "I'm going to cook first. Sister Song, do you want to eat steamed buns or pancakes?"
Song Zhiyuan wasn't picky about these staple foods. "Anything is fine."
"Then I'll make you a piggy blanket out of a pot."
Not long after, Cheng Yuhan's voice came out from the kitchen again, "Is there anyone who can help me light the fire?"
"I'll go." Shen Jingmo took the initiative to turn around and go to the kitchen.
The other two groups cleaned up the mess made by the animals before cooking, and fed the animals before eating.
Song Zhiwei cut up some carrots they had bought from the canteen and fed them to the rabbit. Half of Song Zhiwei's face was swollen, and his eyes, like copper bells, were swollen and almost invisible. Song Zhiwei glanced over and saw the big white rabbit's bulging belly. He nervously shouted towards the second floor, "Sister, come and take a look, what's wrong with this rabbit?"
On the second floor, Song Zhiyuan had just changed out of casual clothes when she heard Song Zhiwei's noisy voice.
The temperature difference between day and night in the town they were staying in was quite large, and the wind was a little chilly at night. Song Zhiyuan came down from upstairs wrapped in a cloak, "What's wrong?"
"Why is the rabbit's belly so bloated? Is it sick?" Song Zhiwei had no experience in raising pets. Seeing that the big white rabbit was different in shape from the others, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
The light here is relatively weak. After seeing his sister coming, Song Zhiwei turned on the flashlight to make it easier for his sister to check.
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