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031 Go to the Market to Buy Vegetables

Zhang Yang had been in bed for a long time now, and this beautiful landlord could really scold him. But that's good! Zhang Yang thought secretly in his heart. In this way, he would have time to try the new bed and feel comfortable. The quilts and so on have been replaced by the old quilts he brought with him. The smell...haha, how to say it, hehe, it has a unique "changing flavor"!

I don’t know how long it took, but Wu Aiqing outside the door slipped away. Zhang Yang finally took down the things on his ears. If Wu Aiqing saw clearly what this thing, she would definitely be so angry that she exploded. Guess what it was? Hehe, it turned out to be two very ordinary pieces of tissues, but this was specially made by Zhang Yang that he couldn’t stand Wu Aiqing’s high decibel noise just now, and stuffed this thing. Wow, the whole world is quiet.

After staying in bed for a while, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered that he was going to secretly eat. It has been almost two hours now. Maybe which radish from another store is ripe?

Connect the power cord and turn on the old man's machine. Everything on the farm is not much different from what Zhang Yang in the dormitory. Only that guy Wangcai was shaking there, which made Zhang Yang feel a little strange.

"Hey, why are you doing here if you don't sleep?"

Zhang Yang looked at Wangcai with dissatisfaction. Every step this guy takes his money. It would be strange if you say he doesn't feel heartbroken.

"What are you sleeping? The network cable is broken, I can't just sleep!"

"Uh...Isn't sleeping just sleeping? Can you do other things at the same time when sleeping?"

"That's how you humans sleep. Didn't I say that I was also learning the culture of your earth when I was sleeping?" Wangcai's words reminded Zhang Yang that this was indeed true. He had only remembered that Wangcai's sleeping was just saving him money.

"Net cable...Net cable..."

In order to allow Wangcai to sleep peacefully and to allow himself to steal vegetables smoothly, Zhang Yang began to look for the interface for the network cable in the room.

Under the desk?...No...beside the bedside?...No...behind the door?...No...

Zhang Yang was depressed now. It seemed that Wu Aiqing didn't leave a network cable interface for him in this room. How could he steal vegetables?

What should I do? Now I’m asking Wu Aiqing for it?

Uh... Forget it, this beautiful landlord is on the hot spot, and Zhang Yang doesn't want to touch this bad spot. Even if he wants to lose some money because of this, Zhang Yang pinched his nose and accepted it.

Alas, wait! What did Wu Aiqing say before leaving just now? Zhang Yang frowned and recalled bitterly, and finally he remembered what Wu Aiqing said before leaving.

"Fatty, don't think it's okay to hide in the house. Sister, I'm scolding you for being hungry now. If you don't cook delicious food at night, you'll compensate me. I'll make you look good."

That's right, it was just this sentence that Zhang Yang recalled and shone in front of him.

Is his cooking skills good? I don’t agree with you, at least not bad, does he know a lot of dishes? It’s not that he boasted, the Manchu and Han chew... uh... that doesn’t say it, it’s too tacky. It’s not as good as the side dishes in their hometown, right? The red braised little suckling pig, Zhang Yang drooled when he thinks of it.

However, under this condition, the braised little suckling pig must not be made in that condition, and other snacks are easy to do. As long as you catch the stomach of this beautiful landlord, are you still afraid that you can't catch her heart? Hehe...

Bah... Bah...

Zhang Yang felt chill when he thought of this, and I said why did he think something was so wrong? It turned out that this statement seemed to be a housewife's strategy to deal with her men.

"squeak…"

Zhang Yang carefully opened his door. His door was only a few steps away from Wu Aiqing's room. The animal was a little bigger, and Wu Aiqing would definitely hear the sound of him opening the door.

When she came to the living room, Zhang Yang found that Wu Aiqing had not even cleaned up her snacks, and the red and green plastic bags were thrown all over the sofa. I don’t know if she was like this.

He walked out with his hands and feet, breathing the fresh air in the free world outside, and his footsteps couldn't help but take several steps faster. Now the most urgent task is to go to the vegetable market to buy things and get a sumptuous dinner for the beautiful landlord. As long as he pleases her, what happened at noon today might be revealed like this. By the way, the network cable in his room can be solved smoothly.

He quickly arrived at the vegetable market where he sold vegetables these two days, and Zhang Yang went straight to the place where he set up the stall in the morning. If he remembered correctly, the old man who asked him to set up the stall in the past two days had a lot of ingredients for cooking.

"Hey... uncle, is the business good?"

The dark marks on Zhang Yang's face have basically disappeared, so he did not wrap his scarf when he started looking for a house in the afternoon. The old man looked at him at first sight and didn't remember who he was.

"Uh...Master, I'm the one who set up a stall for you in the morning..."

Zhang Yang said, stroking most of his face with both hands, leaving only a pair of eyes as thin as a line, and gestured to the old man.

"Oh...it's you, young man!"

When the old man saw Zhang Yang's gesture, he suddenly remembered. This incident was so depressing that no one could recognize him. He only showed his little eyes and immediately woke up.

"Yes! How are your old business?"

Zhang Yang asked politely. In fact, he asked a little extra question. He saw the goods on the stall in the morning. The piles of tightly packed were now less than one-quarter. He just knew that the business was good, so he made the old man happy.

Sure enough, when the old man heard Zhang Yang ask about this, he immediately became furious. After so many years of entering this industry, he had to brag about his wife for a long time when he went home every day.

"Yes, look at the things on my stall are sold out. But... they are far worse than your young man's!"

This old man was always a little worried about the fact that Zhang Yang sold radishes so expensive but the business was so good. He even thought about whether he would like to increase the price by Zhang Yang. If we don’t mention six times, we can only offer one or two times, will the business be better?

This idea only swayed in his mind for a moment and disappeared without a trace. Isn’t this a joke? The same thing, business is not good when the price is low, but business is better when the price is raised. Isn’t this nonsense? Who doesn’t know that Mr. Liu’s reputation is good quality and low price?

"Haha, aren't you always joking? My one is just because the variety is fresh and no one has tried it. I can sell it so quickly. From now on, I still have to learn from you to do this business for a long time!"

This is simply to Mr. Liu's heart. That's it. The momentary hot sales cannot explain any problem. When doing business, it's still a thing like us! The old man smiled proudly, and he was thinking in his heart. This young man is really honest, humble and studious, not arrogant or impatient, he is a good guy!

"hey-hey!…"

When Zhang Yang saw the expression on Mr. Liu's face, he knew that his words today were not in vain. This old man just had to coax them and coax them according to their ideas. They were happy and comfortable, right? This is the experience that Zhang Yang summed up over the years.

"Uncle, I need some ingredients to cook in the evening. I'll look for it here?"

"You look for it! You look for it! The things are almost sold now. If you want them, you should choose them in the morning. At that time, all the things are bright!"

Uncle Liu laughed loudly, and the hearty laughter could be heard from afar in the vegetable market.

Zhang Yang was not polite when he heard him say this. He now had an aunt and sister to wait for him. Now she should be sleeping. Zhang Yang had to prepare dinner before she woke up.

After picking left and right, Zhang Yang finally picked a lot of straw mushrooms, mushrooms, etc. In addition, he also chose a lot of seasonings such as garlic and ginger. He didn't know if Wu Aiqing bought these things normally, but in short, he was prepared for any trouble. Why did he buy them back and it wouldn't be out of date immediately.

He picked up a lot of fresh vegetables, and Zhang Yang carried several bags and piled them all in front of the old man.

"Uncle, do you always calculate how much is it?"

"It's so bad, I'll do it!"

Mr. Liu started to weigh one by one, but in the end, he didn't count. He waved his hands and said, "There are 23 yuan in total, you can just give it twenty yuan!"

Zhang Yang was amazed when he saw this old world, you can't even find out if you hide a hand easily. According to Mr. Liu's mental calculation speed, Zhang Yang asked himself that he might not be able to achieve it even after practicing for several years. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to take other people's money like this morning, and stood there and rolled his eyes for a long time before he could figure it out.

Of course, Zhang Yang, the three or eight cents that Mr. Liu gave in, could not accept it. It was a good thing to say good things to the old man and make him happy, but Zhang Yang asked himself if he didn't have such a face.

After the two refused for a while, Zhang Yang finally got rid of the old man's stall. It was sometimes time-consuming to say that the Chinese etiquette was indeed quite time-consuming, but the strong human touch contained in it made Zhang Yang unable to help but fascinate.

After leaving the old man's stall, Zhang Yang stepped on a tricycle and went to the meat in the market. Fortunately, the aisles in the market are very wide, and now it is the time when there are the least crowded people in the market, so Zhang Yang sat in the car and bought all the fish and meat, but he never got off the car.

(I have something to do today, and I’m just a little time to write, so it’s too late! Everyone forgive me, I’m guilty, haha! The second update will be around 12 o’clock. If you can’t wait, everyone will go to bed first and get up tomorrow morning before watching.)
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