Chapter 13 I'll show you a show



There are actually not many people living in Linglong Village now. Most of them work outside to earn money and buy houses in the city.

Therefore, the village intelligence agency is now defunct in name only.

Therefore, when the program crew entered the village, it did not attract much attention except from the village committee.

The car rattled along the way for about twenty minutes, and my butt was numb from the vibration.

Finally arrived at our destination─Yulong Town.

It is called a market, but it does not actually refer to a wide street. There are shops on both sides of the street. People from various villages under Yulong Town carry the fruits and vegetables they grow and bring them to the market to sell.

Chen Muyang found a place to park the car, turned off the engine, and his ears suddenly became quiet.

"Muyang, you are really awesome." Deng Zhao jumped out of the car and praised Chen Muyang.

"It's no big deal, Brother Zhao. We're all in the same boat now." Chen Muyang smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go to the market too."

"Hahaha, that's right!" Deng Zhao laughed.

"Should we go together or split up?" Yang Xuejian stretched out her long legs and spoke.

"Well... let's split into two groups. One group will buy chickens, ducks and vegetable seeds, and the other group will buy cement and wall paint. As for the pigs, we will go see them together at the end." No wonder everyone says Chen He is smart, he made the arrangements in no time.

"Okay, there will be four of us going together. Mu Yang, La Zha, and Cai Ji will go one way, and the rest of you go the other way. Be careful." Deng Zhao assigned the personnel.

The opinions are unified.

"Okay, let's go. Let's buy things first and then come back for shopping later." Chen Muyang waved his hand.

In the spacious bazaar, the shouts of the sellers are louder and louder, and the bargaining sounds of the buyers are one after another, with no one giving in to each other, making it very lively and lively.

The streets are lined with stalls selling daily necessities, funeral supplies, food, toys, clothes, hardware stores... everything you can think of.

Men, women, old, young, those carrying baskets on their backs, those carrying loads on their shoulders, all pushed each other.

Chen Muyang brought his people directly to the store selling house decoration materials.

"Boss, how much is a bag of cement?" Deng Zhao asked.

"52 a pack." The boss was a middle-aged man who walked out of the store. He looked familiar, so I didn't think much of it.

"Do you have any paint? Safe, non-toxic and harmless." Chen Muyang asked.

"Yes, it depends on which type you want and how large an area you want to apply." The boss looked at the few people and did not recognize them as celebrities.

"Spicy Claw, what color do you like?"

"I like gouache." Song Zhuer looked around with her curious big eyes.

"Okay, boss, please take note. Five bags of cement, one side of Zhongsha, five liters of paint, one bucket of white paint, and one bucket of watercolor paint. Calculate how much it costs." Chen Muyang looked at the boss and said.

"Cement is 52 per bag, sand is 120 per cubic meter, and paint is 120 per bucket, a total of 620." The boss calculated.

Chen Muyang thought for a moment and found that the prices were reasonable, so he didn't ask for too much.

"Boss, please forget the change and deliver it to our home today." Deng Zhao bargained shamelessly.

"Okay, no problem." The boss was very generous.

"Thank you, boss." Song Zhuer suddenly jumped forward and spoke, scaring the boss.

"You are...you are Lazhua! I've seen the TV show you starred in." The boss thought for a moment, then suddenly realized and pointed at Song Zhuer.

"Hahaha, it's me. I wish the boss a prosperous business." Song Zhuer laughed.

"Thank you, thank you. Where should I send the item?" the boss thanked him repeatedly.

"We'll deliver it to Linglong Village, just outside the highway. You can pay then." Chen Muyang told the boss the address and left his phone number.

Netizens in the live broadcast room were discussing the matter.

〖This price is about the same as ours, normal price.〗

〖We didn’t get scammed.〗

〖La Zha is very well-known, even uncles know her.〗

"Just kidding, who doesn't know the traitor in heaven?"

〖It must be said that the spicy claws haven't changed at all, they are just a magnified version of what they were when I was a kid.〗

〖Don’t say it above, you really shouldn’t say it.〗

〖Upstairs, you talked about loneliness.〗

"Let's go and see how they are doing." Deng Zhao wondered if he wasn't famous enough and felt hurt that he wasn't recognized.

As for Cai Ji, he had no presence throughout the whole process and his face was covered with makeup.

Every time Song Zhuer saw that face, she wanted to laugh and quickly turned her eyes away.

Walking on the street.

"La Zha, I didn't expect you to be so famous." Deng Zhao looked here and there at Song Zhuer.

"Hehe, Brother Zhao, we don't know either." Song Zhuer smiled, her big eyes narrowed into slits.

"Brother Ji, why didn't anyone recognize you?" Chen Muyang said with a wicked smile.

"..." Cai Ji suddenly wanted to hit him to stop him from speaking. Why did this guy always expose my shortcomings?

"Brother Ji, how about I perform a show for you?" Chen Muyang saw that Cai Ji was a little depressed.

Deng Zhao and Song Zhuer looked over curiously to see what Chen Muyang was going to perform.

"What program?" Although Cai Ji knew that Chen Muyang didn't have any good programs, he was still a little curious, with innocence in his eyes.

"Brother Ji, look, the Golden Rooster Stands on One Leg!" Chen Muyang stood in front of Cai Ji, suddenly opened his hands, and kept shouting, "Lift them up."

“…” Cai Ji’s face suddenly turned darker, darker than the black smoke from a tractor.

"Hahaha, Muyang, don't be like this, it's too obvious and not good." Deng Zhao laughed and secretly gave Chen Muyang a thumbs up.

"That's right, hahaha, little brother Mu Yang, stop bullying him." Song Zhu'er laughed so hard that she slapped her thighs. Her fair and tender thighs probably turned red.

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