Longing for Life: I'm Not Interested in Money

"Brother Ming, they are here!"

Batu was sitting on the stone pier and playing with his phone in a bored way. Hearing this, he quickly put away his phone and stood up.

I saw that Lu Ming was leading Zhang Zifeng and Xia Xue away. After that, the three of them seemed to be holding a box of small cakes.

"Little Lu, how are you doing? Where's the bamboo shoots?"

Batu stepped forward and asked.

While eating tiramisu, Zhang Zifeng said, "It's all sold out."

"It doesn't matter if you don't sell it, we actually don't sell well here. It seems that today..." Batu was talking, and his expression suddenly froze.

He asked with a weird look: "All sold out?"

Xia Xue nodded and said, "It's all sold out, 30 yuan a catty, a total of 20 catties, and sold for 1000 yuan."

After hearing this, Batu, Peng Yuchang and Long Yingying were all dumbfounded.

What the hell?

Bamboo shoots sell for 30 yuan a pound?

Who buys it?

The pork ribs in this market are only about 30 yuan per pound. With that money, isn't it delicious to buy pork ribs?

Besides, even if someone is willing to pay this price, how did you sell 20 pounds for 1000 yuan?

Doesn't the person who buys the vegetables count?

It's not even 1000 bucks?

Seeing that Lu Ming took out the cash from his pocket, the faces of the three of Peng Yuchang became even more strange.

Harmful!There are so many idiots these days!

Then, Lu Ming handed the tiramisu in his hand to Long Yingying.

Peng Yuchang and Batu laughed bitterly: "What about ours?"

Zhang Zifeng burst out laughing.

"The calorie content of tiramisu is very high. I didn't buy it for you because of your own sake. And my brother Ming didn't eat it either!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Zifeng glanced at the tiramisu he had eaten in his hand.

Then he blushed and said: "Brother Ming, if you don't mind, I can give you this..."

Peng Yuchang, Batu and others twitched at the corners of their mouths.

What is this like, what you have eaten for Lu Ming is not equal to indirect kissing?

"Cough, cough, Brother Ming, we can't sell well at the market, so we only sold less than 15 kilograms."

Peng Yuchang quickly changed the subject.

Bontu took out a few crumpled bills and steel shovels from his pocket and handed them to Lu Ming.

"Little Lu, this is our income, a total of 60 yuan."

Fortunately, they were the ones who cleared the siege, otherwise Lu Ming didn't know how to answer.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, if she rejects Zhang Zifeng, this girl will definitely be sad.

If he agreed, and now he is broadcasting live again, then the matter will be unclear.

"There are still 65 pounds, and I don't know if it can be sold out in the afternoon." Long Yingying said helplessly.

Xia Xue said with a smile: "Fortunately, we made 1000 yuan here. Even if the remaining bamboo shoots can't be sold, our trip is better than expected."

When they set off, Huang Lei and He Jiong settled an account.

100 catties of bamboo shoots, according to the market price of 4 yuan a catty, is 400 yuan.

Now they have sold a total of 1060 yuan, which is considered to have exceeded the task.

Peng Yuchang quickly took out his mobile phone.

"Let me tell the news to Mr. Huang and Mr. He!"

"We completed the task ahead of time, and we should be able to go back early." Batu said while rubbing his chin.

After a while.

Zhang Zifeng and others all looked at Peng Yuchang curiously.

Peng Yuchang held up his mobile phone, the screen facing the crowd.

"Mr. Huang told Mr. He, let's come back in the afternoon, we can choose to continue selling bamboo shoots, or stay in town to play for a while."

"Afternoon?" Zhang Zifeng asked curiously, "Can't we go back now?"

Peng Yuchang said with a wry smile: "Mr. He said that a large construction team has come to the village, and now the roads are full of construction equipment and vehicles. Even if we want to go back, we can't get in.".

Chapter 74

"Mr. Huang also said that when we go back, let's buy food and bring it back. He asked us what we wanted to eat..."

Peng Yuchang paused and said, "Let's buy some pork, beef and mutton and go back."

As for vegetables, except for a few out-of-season vegetables, the mushroom house has them all in the vegetable garden.

Batu swallowed his saliva and said, "Peng Peng, ask Mr. Huang if he can eat hot pot tonight. Let's buy the ingredients for the hot pot and go back."

Peng Yuchang's eyes lit up.

"I just want to eat hot pot, what do you think?"

Lu Ming shrugged, expressing that he was free.

Zhang Zifeng and Xia Xue also expressed their stance with Lu Ming.

They are not very picky eaters, so they don't have any opinions.

After getting everyone's consensus, Peng Yuchang quickly sent a message to Huang Lei.

"Mr. Huang, everyone wants to eat hot pot at night. Can we buy hot pot ingredients in the town and go back?"

Huang Lei quickly replied: "Alright, by the way, let's buy the base material together, I can be lazy too."

Peng Yuchang: "Okay, Mr. Huang!"

After putting away the phone, Peng Yuchang said, "Mr. Huang agrees, let's go now!"

Lu Ming looked strange and said, "Now? We can go back in the afternoon. Now that we have bought the ingredients for the hot pot, those meatballs can't be fully melted?"

Peng Yuchang stuck out his tongue.

He forgot about it for a while.

"Then what are we doing now? Find a place to eat lunch first?" Batu asked.

At this moment, it was obvious that Lu Ming had become the backbone.

Lu Ming glanced at the time, it was only after ten o'clock, it was too early to go to dinner.

So, he looked at the bamboo shoots in the stall under his feet and said, "How about we sell these bamboo shoots before going to dinner."

"But we've been here all morning, and few people have come to buy it..." Peng Yuchang said.

Most people come to sign and take photos, not to buy bamboo shoots at all.

You and others can't always say: If you don't buy bamboo shoots, I won't sign or take pictures with you, right?

"How about we sell it at a low price?" Zhang Zifeng suggested.

Bamboo shoots that cost 4 yuan a pound are directly discounted by [-]%. It is estimated that they will be sold out soon.

Her voice just fell.

A familiar figure ran over again!

"Hey, isn't this Fatty Chen who bought our bamboo shoots?" Xia Xue said in a daze.

I saw Fatty Chen running to Lu Ming and the others sweating profusely. Before he could wipe off the sweat, he hurriedly said, "Bamboo... how many bamboo shoots do you have? I want it all!"

"Do you want it all?"

Zhang Zifeng looked at Fatty Chen like a fool, and said curiously, "By the way, didn't you say that you are the chef of the hotel? What is the price of a plate of fried pork with bamboo shoots in your hotel?"

Fatty Chen didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "48 sets!"

"How many bamboo shoots do you need for that plate of fried pork with bamboo shoots?" Zhang Zifeng asked again.

At this time, Fatty Chen has reacted.

Hey!This little star is lying to me!

"Sell it or not? A word! If you sell it, I'll pay for it, if you don't sell it, forget it!"

Fatty Chen pretended to be sullen and said.

Peng Yuchang quickly grabbed his sister and said with a smile: "Sell, of course, you can talk about the price you charge first."

Fatty Chen frowned, "The price? Of course, it's 30 yuan a pound. Why, you still want to sit on the ground and raise the price?"

Peng Yuchang complained in his heart that this fat man's acting skills are really poor. Could it be a nurse specially invited by the show team?

Then he smiled and said, "Okay, we have 65 pounds here. If we have 30 pounds, it is 1950 yuan. You can just give us 1900."

When Fatty Chen heard this, he was not happy.

"1900?!"

"Why, is it too expensive?" Peng Yuchang asked.

Could it be that the fat man invited by this program group has insufficient funds?

Would you like to lower yourself a little?

Just when Peng Yuchang was thinking about it, Fatty Chen spoke up.

"What 1900, 1950 even if I'm 2000, don't look for it!"