Chapter 27 Using her looks to scam food and drinks
Yan Sui cleared her throat. "Take it easy with your swipes. I won't return anything that goes into my pocket."
The "FU" character continued to shower various gifts, with special effects filling the screen.
"Stop refreshing, or I'm not participating in the lottery anymore."
This caused netizens to burst into laughter.
I suddenly feel at peace.
[This guy has enough money to buy so many strawberries! He could eat whatever he wants.]
How can I explain it to you? Yan Sui's stuff is different, really different!
Come on, how many online trolls did Yan Sui hire?
Yan Sui ignored them and asked Yan Junming to go downstairs to get a foam net to pack the strawberries.
Strawberries are delicate and cannot be bruised or damaged in the slightest; they dare not even press them.
"Alright, that's all for today's live stream."
What? The broadcast ended just like that?
Are you kidding me? I haven't seen enough yet.
[She's not even doing the giveaway anymore, what are you all still watching for?]
I love watching strawberry picking.
Suddenly, Sui Sui, chasing after a butterfly, bursts into the frame.
The butterfly turned a corner and flew towards Yan Sui, and Sui Sui immediately turned her head and chased after it with her short legs.
[Ahhh, this is such a visual feast! I think I'm in love!]
[Secretaries Wang, Li, and Liu, I need all the information about the little princess within three minutes!]
[That damned cat dealer! I recognized my cat immediately!]
The government encourages having children, right? I've made up my mind, this is the one I want!
In the blink of an eye, Yan Sui turned the camera around and waved to everyone.
Bye-bye~
【Yan Sui, you have no heart!!!】
The live stream was then shut down amidst the cries of despair from netizens.
Perhaps because everyone's attention was drawn to the strawberries, the criticisms during the live stream were drowned out.
The comments were scrolling by so fast that she barely saw any of the profanities.
The harshest criticism probably came from those who were clamoring to watch Sui Sui before the broadcast ended.
Yan Sui packed two baskets as usual and left, leaving the rest of the work to the two brothers.
She first gave Xu Mocun a basket of strawberries.
Xu Mocun's old face couldn't hide his surprise. "They're ripe so quickly? You probably just bought a few strawberries from the supermarket to fool me."
Yan Sui snorted, "You'll know once you taste it. This kind of strawberry is only available from my shop; there are no other branches."
Xu Mocun believed this.
He had been craving those cherry tomatoes ever since he had tried them once.
He later secretly went to the supermarket to buy it once, but the taste was completely wrong.
Before Yan Sui even got close, he could smell the aroma of strawberries, which made his stomach rumble.
"Your strawberries smell so good."
Yan Sui placed the basket on the table like a treasure, saying, "Try it, I guarantee you won't be able to stop."
Xu Mocun ignored her and picked one up and stuffed it into his mouth.
His aged eyes lit up at first, then he squinted in enjoyment.
He usually focuses on a feeling when writing. If his mind is not calm or the feeling is not right, he would rather be in a daze than pick up a pen.
But now, feeling so comfortable that every pore on his body seemed to relax, he suddenly felt an itch to touch his hands.
Yan Sui cupped her face in her hands and looked at him with a smile.
"Is it delicious?"
Xu Mocun then realized that she hadn't left yet, and used a cough to cover up his embarrassment.
He picked up the basket as if protecting his food, and turned his head to see that Yan Sui was holding another basket.
"Why didn't you give me that?"
Yan Sui: "These are gifts for someone else. If you still want some, I'll pick some fresh ones for you later."
Xu Mocun was taken aback. "There's more?"
"Yes, I'll go to the flower market and buy a few more pots. I can have as many as I want."
Upon hearing this, Xu Mocun stopped trying to take the basket from her.
"You can write the words I promised you earlier. What do you want to write?"
"Can I write anything?"
Xu Mocun glanced at her, feeling that she didn't have any refined taste.
"You go first."
Yan Sui pondered for a moment, "Hmm... then let's write '思钱想厚' (si qian xiang hou)! Four characters, not difficult, right?"
Xu Mocun was somewhat surprised. Although it was just four simple words, it was still very profound.
After thinking it over, hmm, not bad.
"Money is money, thick and thin is thick."
Xu Mocun: "..." You praised me too early.
Vulgar, utterly tasteless!
"Why don't you reconsider?"
Yan Sui waved her little hand, "I want to write this. If you won't let me write it, then I don't want it."
This time it was Xu Mocun's turn to chase after her.
"Who said I wouldn't write for you? Just write it. And bring me some cherry tomatoes later, the ones from the supermarket aren't very good."
Yan Sui stopped at the door and tilted her head to the side.
"You also went to the supermarket to buy some?"
In response, Xu Mocun became enraged and slammed the door shut.
Yan Sui pouted, "Sui Sui, let's go."
Meow~
Yan Sui led Sui Sui and a basket of strawberries slowly toward the fishpond.
As expected, the man was indeed fishing here.
"I left in such a hurry last time that I didn't even ask your name."
Yan Sui hadn't even arrived yet when her voice reached Fu Yansheng's ears.
With a faint strawberry scent wafting through the air, Yan Sui squatted down beside Fu Yansheng.
Sure enough, another day without catching any fish.
Fu Yansheng tightened his grip on the fishing rod.
"My surname is Fu."
Yan Sui looked surprised. "Fu?"
Fu Yansheng turned his head and met her gaze.
"Um."
Yan Sui wasn't surprised; there are many people with the same name, so it's not unusual for someone with the surname Fu.
"What's your name?"
Fu Yansheng remained silent for a moment, then parted his thin lips slightly: "Simple."
This is his handwriting.
Yan Sui had no doubts. She had said it herself: this person couldn't possibly have any connection with the Fu family.
The Fu family was small; although she had never met them, she knew most of their names.
She smiled and reached out her hand to him.
"My name is Yan Sui, the Sui of rice ears. This is my cat, and her name is Sui Sui, the Sui of peace and safety."
Meow~
Fu Yansheng gently touched her fingertips, feeling a soft touch, and then they parted.
Yan Sui then offered the strawberries, saying, "These are for you. Did you like the cherry tomatoes last time? I grew them."
"It's delicious, thank you."
"Strawberries taste better."
Yan Sui thought to herself, "If you eat my food, you're mine."
Fu Yansheng did not accept it, saying, "Miss Yan, I cannot accept a reward without having done anything in return."
Yan Sui was taken aback. Was this a rejection?
That's right, the cherry tomatoes last time were given to him without his knowledge.
She wanted him to give her money, but then she thought of his mentally disabled brother.
It wasn't easy for him either.
"Then you'll eat my food and help me with the work."
Fu Yansheng asked in a calm voice, "What kind of work?"
"I need to go to the market to buy some potted plants and seeds, and I need someone to help me carry them. But don't worry, I have a car, so you just need to load and unload the goods."
Although the courtyard house is still under renovation, the outer yard has been tidied up and a fence has been put up.
The yard is currently empty and just mud. She plans to tidy it up and plant some things first.
Fu Yansheng nodded. "Okay."
Yan Sui blinked. "Then can we accept these strawberries?"
He was about to take it when he caught a glimpse of Qu Jiang out of the corner of his eye, and he paused.
Before Qu Jiang could speak, he stood up and spoke first: "Boss."
Qujiang: "?"
The way I got up today wasn't quite right.
Fu Yansheng remained calm, lowering his voice slightly: "We haven't caught any fish yet."
Qu Jiang gave a hesitant "Oh," and then said, "Then let's continue fishing."
Yan Sui glared at him. "If you don't give people bait, what stupid fish will take the bait? You're always asking him to do this and that, why don't you ask him to be the boss?"
Qujiang: "..."
What you're saying are all my words!
Yan Sui spoke righteously, "He's already so pitiful, and you still enslave him, you evil capitalists! Don't you feel any remorse when you see his mentally challenged brother?"
Fu Yansheng: "And my disabled nephew."
Even being brain-dead is still being disabled.
Yan Sui felt increasingly distressed; it was a complete disaster from the start!
"That's so tragic! Take it, keep it for yourself, don't give it to him!"
Fu Yansheng, carrying a small basket, looked at the bright red strawberries inside without any hesitation and gazed at Qujiang:
"Boss, can you accept this?"
Qujiang: "?"
Yan Sui glared at him fiercely, "He's exhausted like a dog every day, and you won't even give him a strawberry?"
Fu Yansheng: "Dogs aren't that tired."
Qu Jiang's gaze was distant. "Not that much money."
Yan Sui patted Fu Yansheng's shoulder forcefully and skillfully painted a rosy picture for him: "Just bear with it a little longer. Once I have money, you can switch jobs and come work for me. I'll take care of your dying father..."
“Sick and weak,” Fu Yansheng corrected.
Yan Sui waved her hand, "They're all about the same, barely alive, 40% dead."
Where did she leave off to?
Oh, when she has money.
"Anyway, I'll talk about it when I have money."
Fu Yansheng asked, "When will you have money?"
Yan Sui confidently declared, "Soon, I will be on the road to success."
Qu Jiang poured cold water on the idea, saying, "It's a pity this road has been under construction all along."
Yan Sui snorted loudly, "I'm going back first. Strawberries can't be kept for too long, eat them while they're fresh."
After she left, Fu Yansheng stood there for a long time.
The strawberries in my hand, like the cherry tomatoes, have a very special aroma.
It's very light and faint, yet it seems to soothe all restless emotions.
Qu Jiang said with a blank face, "Second Master, I don't think this is a good thing for you."
The man, still dressed in white shirt and black trousers, with sharp, pointed eyebrows, glanced at him indifferently.
"How is it bad?"
"Using their beauty to scam food and drink."
Fu Yansheng was not ashamed at all, "I welcome Assistant Qu to follow suit."
"It's a pity that this track is unsuitable."
Qu Jiang: "..." I don't want to go to this lousy class even for a day.
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