Jiang Hexi was afraid that Yan Jie would ask for money, so she impulsively rushed over and covered his mouth with her hand.
Before she could explain anything, Chu Yang blurted out everything he should and shouldn't have said:
"We couldn't finish our mukbang, so we gave all the remaining peaches to the production team so they could tell the viewers that the peaches from Canglang Village are absolutely delicious!"
Chu Yang finished speaking without a pause, and at the end, he didn't forget to ask a request:
"Brother—, is it okay if I don't take the money?"
Yu Xiangwan raised her hand to cover most of her face, and Shen Yingyu turned his head away, unable to bear the sight.
Jiang Hexi unconsciously loosened her grip; the situation had become so tense that she couldn't save it anymore.
Yan Jie cleanly absolved himself of all responsibility with a single, casual remark:
"I don't know what you're talking about."
[Why is Chu Yang so honest? He tells everyone everything.]
[Young Yang is one of us; he never acts like a stranger to the netizens.]
[Even if the King of Hell came, it would only create an awkward silence, but the moment Xiao Baiyang opened his mouth, the atmosphere froze completely, didn't it?]
[Yan Jie's reaction was absolutely hilarious! The embarrassment is your problem, it has absolutely nothing to do with me!]
[I would call this the most awkward scene in history, bar none, but a single sentence from the King of Hell turned the situation around!]
Yan Jie took out several hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and handed two to Jiang Hexi: "I got an advance of one thousand yuan from the manager, two hundred each, to keep for urgent use."
After saying that, he distributed the remaining money one by one.
Holding the two large bills, Jiang Hexi's mind immediately began to race.
Many things she wanted to buy flashed through her mind, but she realized she didn't have enough money. In the end, the only thing she could think of was a foot bath tub.
The group finished work early, before 6 p.m. the next day.
Jiang Hexi invited Yu Xiangwan to go to the market in town together. She wanted to borrow the village chief's electric tricycle. The village chief was worried about his two young daughters going out alone and insisted on taking them there.
"Tell me in advance next time you go to the market, and I'll give you a break at noon. If you go there at this time, most of the stalls will have already closed up shop."
"It's okay, I don't have much money, so I'll just buy the cheapest items."
The village chief chuckled, "Then what do you want to buy? I'll help you bargain later."
Jiang Hexi: "Foot bath tub and Chinese medicine packs."
Amidst the howling wind, the village chief shouted, "Don't buy those foot bath packs! I have a family secret recipe. Just find any herbal medicine stall, and you can buy a big bag for less than twenty yuan to take home."
Yu Xiangwan suddenly asked, "Village chief, what good food is available at the market?"
"The flatbread, pan-fried buns, freshly fried dough sticks, and mutton stew noodles are all authentic. You can eat as much as you want at the market."
In the past, Yu Xiangwan wouldn't have cared about this food at all, but now that she's eaten nothing but bland soup for five days in a row, and hearing what the village chief said, she's almost impatient to go to the market.
As soon as the tricycle stopped, the two were drawn to the fried dough stick stall on the street.
Yu Xiangwan pointed to the fried dough sticks in the oil and asked, "Auntie, how much are these fried dough sticks?"
The old lady said, "Five cents a stick."
Yu Xiangwan asked incredulously, "How much?"
The old woman gave her a strange look. "Five cents a stick."
"Xi-mei, I'll give you as many fried dough sticks as you want," Yu Xiangwan said arrogantly, patting Jiang Hexi's head. "Auntie, give me ten fried dough sticks!"
The two of them went on a shopping spree, buying and buying as they went. The village chief tried to dissuade them, but to no avail. In the end, they loaded a truck full of goods and returned home satisfied.
The village chief drove his tricycle slowly into the wooden courtyard amidst the barking of dogs throughout the village.
Chu Yang came out of the house to greet her, "Sister, I heard you went to the market?"
Yu Xiangwan got out of the car carrying a large bag full of food and casually stuffed a paper bag into his arms:
"I brought you this soft and warm flatbread especially. Eat it while it's hot."
Chu Yang took a bite, his mouth filled with fragrance, and he mumbled, "Sister, remember to call me next time you go to the market."
Jiang Hexi carried a large bag of herbs off the car, placed it on a fertilizer bag, and spread it out to dry in the yard.
Seeing her squatting on the ground picking and choosing, Yan Jie asked with concern, "What is this?"
Jiang Hexi glanced up at him and said, "The village chief's family's secret foot bath recipe."
Yan Jie couldn't help but laugh; she actually believed such a deceptive trick.
How much did you pay for this pile of herbs?
"The herbs and the foot bath tub together cost two hundred yuan."
"What kind of herbs are so expensive that they cheated you out of so much money?"
Yan Jie's face hardened as he said, "When does the medicine seller set up his stall? Take me to him. I want all the money you were swindled out of back."
“I not only bought herbs, but also a foot bath tub.”
Jiang Hexi took out a folding foot bath tub from the bag and stretched it out to show him.
"Is this folding foot bath tub, with built-in foot massage bumps, deeper and wider, and a handle and stand, expensive at thirty-five yuan?"
She pulled the remaining foot bath tubs out of the bag one by one, saying frankly, "I bought five in total, and this pile of herbs only cost twenty-five."
Yan Jie's lips twitched, but he had nothing to say about it.
Many of the staff members watching from the outside couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.
[He's getting anxious! He's getting anxious! I can smell the saccharine scent of romance in Yanxi CP!]
[Does the person upstairs have such a keen sense of smell? She's exceptionally beautiful, and her fans reject all malicious hype and pairings!]
Am I the only one who thinks Xi Mei has the potential to be a spendthrift wife?
[+1 to the comment above! Just as ruthless as the King of Hell is when it comes to making money, Xi Mei is just as extravagant. This Yan-Xi couple is getting more and more addictive!]
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