After breakfast, everyone received their task cards from the production team.
The adults help the villagers with farm work in the village, while the children's task is to go to the town outside the village.
They need to sell some agricultural products, and then use the money to buy ingredients for lunch and prepare a surprise for their brother or father.
The little dumpling was given thirty duck eggs as agricultural products.
It was market day, and the town's market was packed with people and bustling with activity.
Dudu, Keke, Qingzai, Tongtong, and Xiaotuanzi, the five little ones, looked left and right, extremely curious.
Although the little dumpling has lived two lives, she has never been to such a lively and down-to-earth place, neither in her previous life before transmigrating nor in this life after transmigrating.
Only Gu Chen remained a mature-looking little adult, closely following behind the little dumpling.
Several children stood in front of a sugar painting stall, and they all swallowed hard without prior arrangement.
They glanced at each other, and the biggest one, Dudu, boldly shouted, "Boss, I want five sugar paintings!"
"No, no, Brother Dudu, there are six! Brother Gu Chen wants one too!" The little dumpling quickly corrected Dudu.
Dudu turned and glanced at Gu Chen. "Oh, sorry, I forgot about Chenchen. Boss, I want six sugar paintings. I want Sun Wukong. What else do you want?"
"I want a dinosaur!"
I want Peppa Pig!
"I want Bald Qiang!"
...
The little ones shouted out one after another, and after shouting, as if afraid they didn't know, they began to vividly describe what they wanted.
At this moment, Gu Chenliang, who was standing behind them, casually asked, "Do you guys have money?"
The five little ones: "Uh..."
How embarrassing!
Dudu was the most embarrassed. He originally wanted to treat his younger siblings to sugar paintings, but Gu Chen's reminder made him realize that they still had the things they brought with them and hadn't sold them yet. Where would they get the money to buy sugar paintings?
At this moment, the little dumpling noticed that Gu Chen's basket was empty. She looked up at him and asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Brother Gu Chen, have you sold all your eggs?"
"Uh..." Gu Chen's expression was somewhat indescribable for a moment.
If these words hadn't come from the mouth of a four-year-old toddler, it would have been quite...
"Mm!" Gu Chen nodded with an air of superiority.
The little dumpling's big eyes sparkled, filled with a glint of cunning. "Then, Brother Gu Chen, you must be rich, right?"
As she spoke, she grabbed Gu Chen's hand and shook it, "Brother Gu Chen, can you pay for us first?"
Gu Chen glanced at Dudu, so Dudu was treating, but the little dumpling wanted him to pay. This feeling... was a bit awkward!
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