I became popular after the live broadcast of raising cubs deep in the mountains

While Ye Zhen knelt down to pick fruits, Ye Sheng walked towards a flower stall.

The flower seller was an old lady, lowering her head and stringing a half-opened gardenia on a wire.

The small plate in front of her contained many bracelets made of jasmine flowers, as well as several ready-made gardenia hairpins.

Ye Zhen picked several fruits, turned back to look for Ye Sheng, and saw Ye Sheng walking towards her.

Just as she was about to speak, Ye Sheng raised his hand and gently pinned something on her ponytail.

A hint of the fragrance of gardenia came to her, and she stretched out her hand to touch it, and then a bright smile broke out.

The further they walked, the more plastic bags they had in their hands.

At around noon, the three of them, hungry for candy, walked along the street looking for something to eat.

There are many small stalls in the market, including those selling beef sesame cakes, rice noodles, and fried field snails, but these delicacies were rejected by Ye Sheng on the grounds that they were "worrying about hygiene."

Ye Zhen had to drag his steps and walked with him for a long time before finally sitting in a shop selling wontons.

It was a very small wonton shop, with only three square tables in it.

The house is a bit old, but it is spotless inside, even the pots and stoves have been polished to a shiny finish.

The owner's large copper pot seems to be boiling chicken bone soup, and the aroma is very appealing. With this kind of soup base, the wontons will definitely taste good.

However, the business in the store was very deserted, and even the three tables were not filled with customers.

Ye Sheng finished ordering and handed the menu to Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen took it and took a look and knew why the business in the store was deserted.

The wontons sold in this restaurant are very expensive. The price of a bowl of more than 20 yuan is beyond the reach of people in this town.

If you dare to price it like this, there must be something special about these wontons, and the boss is also a person of character.

She casually ordered a bowl of three fresh wontons, bowed and opened a box at her feet, and heard a few childish "chichi" sounds.

"Sister, what's in this?"

There was a couple with twin boys sitting at the next table. When the two boys heard the cry, they immediately gathered around them out of curiosity.

"Oh, it's a little duck!" When the two children saw it, they exclaimed in surprise, "It's so cute!"

There were four fluffy little yellow ducks inside the box. They screamed weakly and stared at them with black bean-like eyes.

"Sister, why do you want to buy a little duck?" a boy asked.

Ye Zhen smiled but remained silent.

When she first watched "The Swordsman", she really liked the details of raising little ducks in Green Bamboo Lane.

That detail makes the aloof Yingying become soft and three-dimensional, giving this devil's sect a kind of cute contrast that "she already knows the vastness of the world, but still pities the green grass and trees."

When she saw little ducks on the street stall, she immediately thought of Yingying, so she bought a few ducks on her heart as a thank you gift for Director Awamura's care before she left.

She took out a few vegetable leaves and handed them to the two little boys.

They gathered in a group and fed the little ducks with smiles on their faces.

It wasn't until the wontons were served that the two boys reluctantly returned to their seats.

The wontons that had just come out of the pot were very hot, but the two greedy cats didn't care. They eagerly scooped up a spoonful of wontons and put them into their mouths.

They were so burned that they grinned, but they were reluctant to spit it out and exhaled loudly with a wink.

Breathing and breathing, their movements become you breathe on my face, and I breathe on your face.

They shouted more and more energetically, and finally accidentally blew the wonton wrappers into each other's faces at the same time.Xia Meng burst into laughter, Ye Zhen couldn't help laughing, and Ye Sheng also rolled his eyes when he saw this scene.

They were looking at each other with smiles when two bowls of steaming wontons were served.

The aroma of mellow chicken soup floated into her nose. Xia Meng lowered her head and looked at the large white porcelain bowl. She saw green onion and a layer of golden oil beads floating on the milky white soup. The color of the soup alone made people move their index fingers.

"Wow, it looks a lot like Sister Ye's craftsmanship!" Xia Meng sighed, but didn't dare to eat in a hurry.

They all learned to be good, and after scooping up the wontons, they were not in a hurry to taste them, but gently shook the spoons.

After a while, the heat of the wontons dissipated, and they slowly ate them after testing the temperature in their mouths.

The wontons are fresh, sweet and delicious, and are indescribably warm to the heart and stomach.

After finishing lunch, Ye Zhen tidied the trophies and said, "Let's go back."

"A little later, I'll find someone."

"Who?" Ye Zhen was a little surprised. Could it be that there was someone he knew in this place?
Xia Meng also looked over with a questioning look on his face.

"You'll find out later."

After Ye Zhen paid the money, she was led by Ye Sheng through the North Market and found a stall selling honey at the end of the East Market.

Ye Zhen took a quick look and saw that there were not only bottles of honey on the stall, but also beeswax and fruit nectar. Judging from the quality, some of them were real or fake.

Seeing Ye Sheng's handsome appearance, the beekeeper who sold the honey quickly cut off a small piece of honey from the nest and presented it to him: "Try it, this is real local honey. The bees we raise ourselves are pure and innocent."

Ye Sheng took the lead slightly, but did not take it, but looked at Ye Zhen.

Ye Zhen took the honey from the beekeeper and tasted it. The honey had a strong floral fragrance and was refreshing. It was indeed authentic.

"Would you like some? I'll give you a cheaper price, 80 yuan per pound." The beekeeper said eagerly.

"I want to buy some bees."

"What?" The beekeeper suspected that he heard wrongly, "Honey? Bees?"

"bee."

The beekeeper's smile suddenly faded and he said, "We don't sell bees. What do you want them for?"

"I only want five hundred bees, the price is whatever you want."

Five hundred bees are just a drop in the bucket for a bee farm. The beekeeper thought for a while and deliberately said: "One yuan each, you give me 500 yuan."

Seeing that he was asking for a price, Xia Meng's face darkened. He was about to attack, but was stopped by Ye Zhen.

I saw Ye Sheng nodded slightly: Yes, but now we require you to deliver the goods to your door, and you will need to spend a few hours for follow-up services. "

The beekeeper was so happy that his throat went dry. For him, this good thing was no less than a pie from the sky: "Are you kidding me?"

Ye Sheng looked at Ye Zhen, who handed the beekeeper a hundred-yuan note without saying a word: "This is the deposit."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Sheng handed the heavy items she purchased to the beekeeper: "Send these items to No. 32, Luoxi Village in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay." The beekeeper was polite and shouted affectionately as he watched them leave: "I'll close the stall and get the bees for you right now!"

After returning home, Xia Meng settled the little duck and quickly opened the live broadcast room.

Sure enough, after disappearing all morning, netizens in the live broadcast room started wailing as soon as they came online:
"I just said that we can see the beauty from morning to night these two days. How can such a good thing happen? They are waiting for us here!"

"Watching the live broadcast every day has become a habit. The beauty has not disappeared from the camera since she came back. It is indeed a good thing but not a bad thing."

"Assistant Xiao Xia said last night that the market would open late today if she was going to it, but you all ignored it."