Now is the lively time when the lights come on and everyone starts to go home.
Pan Han hadn't felt the touch of life for a long time, so he decided to buy some ingredients and go back to cook for Yan Xiaoli.
This girl is exhausted because of me, I must give her some nourishment.
"Auntie, how much are the cucumbers?" Pan Han came to a small stall and saw that they were all fresh vegetables, so he went up and asked.
"3 yuan per pound, all grown at home." The old lady warmly welcomed the guests.
"Give me a few long and straight ones, preferably with thorns." Pan Han said with a deep look and a serious expression.
"Okay, young man, I can tell you're a connoisseur." The old lady was very happy and picked out five good cucumbers for him.
Pan Han picked out a bundle of water spinach and a few tomatoes and paid for them all.
"The total is twenty yuan and eighty cents." The lady handed the goods over with one hand and took out the payment code with the other.
"Auntie, twenty dollars."
"Okay, here you go."
A man who is worth hundreds of millions and will soon be worth tens of billions, the leader of the Doomsday Base, an intermediate evolver, actually bargained with a vegetable seller for eighty cents!
Can you believe it?
Anyway, the author believed it!
Pan Han, carrying a cucumber, went to the cold dish stall again. When he was still a poor student, he often bought some cold dishes after get off work in the evening and ate them while watching TV.
Pan Han happily bought another two pounds of cold dishes.
Then, at the stall next to me, I cut up half a pound of pig ears, a braised beef tongue, a piece of pig liver, a braised large intestine, ten chicken feet, and half a pound of fried peanuts.
After a while, Pan Han's hands were full of plastic bags containing ingredients for dinner.
At this time, the setting sun was shining on his face, making him look very happy!
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