Transmigrated as the wife of wealthy vegetative man

—Fuck, He Yingying is too shameless.

—Yes, when I first came here, I pulled Wang Li in everything.

-When you are grouping, you can't help but say that you will be in a group with Zhou Zeyang. Sun won, and he went to find Sun Ying. Now, where is the face, Wang Li should borrow money.

—That is, if it were me, I would not lend her anything.

…

Wang Li was angry because He Yingying had chosen Zhou Zeyang before, so she didn't want to borrow it.

But when the show was in trouble outside, she still had to help each other. Thinking about this, she discussed with Huang Zongxi and agreed to lend them thirty.

In this way, He Yingying got thirty yuan and settled the account.

As for dinner, probably they are going to be hungry.

The live broadcast room exploded again because of He Yingying.

—Ah ah, Wang Li is so kind, why can't you agree to let her arrive in the hotel?

—Upstairs, arrived at the hotel, paid for you?

-Hahaha, I'm so ridiculous, I can't do it anymore, first go to see the queen's face slowly.

…

In the small villa at night, everyone sat outside and chatted in the pavilion.

Mu Yanyan cut up all the watermelons he bought, and put a label on the back of each watermelon, and then divided it among everyone.

I also divided a few pieces for each of the staff in the program group: "Everyone, try the melon I bought today. There are labels on the back. When I finish eating, tell me which melon is the best."

There is watermelon to eat, of course everyone is happy, just in the light of the moonlight, eating sweet watermelon, not to mention more comfortable.

When Mu Yanyan was assigned to Sun wins, she flicked and almost withdrew, but now it was the live broadcast time after all. She was too obvious that she was not good enough, so she reluctantly gave him three yuan.

As for He Yingying, she didn't even want to give it.

He Yingying didn't eat dinner, she was hungry now, her eyes were red when she saw the watermelon.

Without giving Mu Yanyan time to hesitate, she stretched out her hand and snatched it over, "I have hosted a food show before, and I am the best at appreciating food. I'll try it for you."

Mu Yanyan could only smile and say, "Thank you, then."

The weather tonight is very good, and the evening breeze is blowing coolly, washing away the impetuousness of the day, leaving only the deep tranquility in the courtyard.

Huang Zongxi bought two cases of beer and distributed them to everyone. They were drinking and talking about the daytime.

Mu Yanyan was curious about what Huang Zongxi did and asked, "What are you doing?"

In addition to a tricycle bought by Mu Yanyan, a barbecue grill, a few tables and chairs, carbon bags, and a large refrigerator were also parked in the courtyard.

Huang Zongxi smiled and said: "You have seen it all, we made a barbecue rack."

Mu Yanyan was surprised: "You want to barbecue?"

Huang Zongxi nodded: "Yes," her gaze fell on her tricycle, her eyes lit up, "By the way, can your tricycle pull things?"

Mu Yanyan said vigilantly: "Brother Huang, what do you want to do?"

Huang Zongxi smiled and said, "It's more difficult for us to get so many things into the booth. Can you borrow your car to help me get it back?"

Mu Yanyan shook her head: "Look, my car is all set up, and I won't be able to install it if I have something to do tomorrow."

The wagon for fried rice cakes was set up all around, and there was really no place to put things.

Huang Zongxi thinks what she said makes sense: "Then I will find another car tomorrow, it is best to rent one."

Everyone sat together and talked about the daytime affairs, and quickly learned what happened in each group.

Mu Yanyan looked at the barbecue grill, drooling.

I really want to have a barbecue. The original world is very poor, and she can't afford it even if she wants to.

Driven out by her grandparents' occupation of real estate, she can only make a living by frying watermelons, so there is no chance to eat meat.

Later, I managed to save some money, thinking about buying a house, but unfortunately I fell ill before I had time, and all my savings were spent on the hospital.

Eating meat seems to be a luxury.

Now that I have passed through, the situation is much better. Only a few days ago, I had to return 3 million from Wang Dafu, plus this time, she can be regarded as a rich little woman.

But she just agreed to Han Zheng's nonsense about being a vegetarian and praying for him, and she hadn't even eaten any meat.

Barbecue, think about the gluttonous worms in your stomach, and you hook them out.

She approached Huang Zongxi, blinked her eyes and said, "Brother Huang, I will help you find a car tomorrow. How about you invite me to have a barbecue?"

Huang Zongxi immediately agreed: "Okay."

He Yingying also wanted to eat barbecue, so she immediately leaned in and said, "Brother Huang, I want to eat too."

Huang Zongxi had almost spent the money today. He previously lent it to He Yingying and thought they were in trouble. It turned out that they were overwhelmed by a big meal.

Now I want to get the money over: "Take 20% off the market price."

After a pause, "Also, we don't have any money, so let's pay back the thirty yuan first."

Huang Zongxi and his team are really out of money. After all, buying barbecue racks, buying tables, chairs and benches, as well as the mutton and chicken wings needed for barbecue are all expensive.

I have to rent a car tomorrow, it may have to be late to check out.

As soon as He Yingying heard about paying back the money, she didn't feel good: "Teacher Huang, don't talk about money."

Huang Zongxi was really short of money, and they weren't that smart. Like Mu Yanyan, they had to buy a car first and then sell it, but it only cost 50 yuan to get it done.

No, I heard that it seems to have made ten yuan.

But you can't force He Yingying to ask for thirty yuan back, and think for a while and say: "Now that Lao Zhou and her team have money, you can borrow it from them."

"Borrowing with Mu Yanyan?" He Yingying's expression changed after a brush.

Borrowing from Mu Yanyan, it's better to let her die.

She just looked at Huang Zongxi and scorned: "If I want money, I'll kill one."

After a pause, she felt that this was too rascal again, and said grinning: "We will return you as soon as we sell the goods tomorrow."

-Damn it, He Yingying wants to be shameless, why is it not damaging for money, isn't this a rascal?

—Don’t forget, she’s the one who washes the dishes in the restaurant, so you can make her want a face.

—What's wrong with He Yingying? No money is not fake. Why is the malice upstairs so big? Isn't it only 30 yuan? Why don't you say Huang Zongxi's small belly chicken intestines.

-Huang Zongxi is really out of money. Okay, I haven't bought enough chicken crispy bones. When I waited for the stall, the customers would be unhappy because the things were not complete. This would affect the business.

—My brother is so wronged, how can he team up with He Yingying? If only with Mu Yanyan, it would be fine.

—Have a face upstairs. It's your fan who thinks that Mu Yanyan is upside down. They are now hiding away and are not happy again?

-Mu Yanyan is really miserable. She was squeezed by economic companies before, and she had to be blackmailed by you.

-Speaking of economic companies, the CEO of New Shang Entertainment has been detained. I heard that there are many female celebrities under unspoken rules.

—I've heard about this too. I heard that few of Xinshang's female celebrities have escaped the clutches of clutches. Fuck you thinking that Xinshang's women are not clean, right?

-Don't speak too much upstairs, Mu Yanyan didn't. She was squeezed because she refused to wdf, and she was accused of pushing Wang Qian to pay her 50 million yuan. Mu Yanyan was really miserable.

—Yes, I have relatives in that company, and I heard that Mu Yanyan’s binding of her brother’s hot search was also done by the company.

—What should I do if I have a little sympathy for Mu Yanyan?

-Has the poisonous woman been washed white today?

…

Mu Yanyan didn't look at Weibo until she went to bed at night and found that many people had begun to sympathize with her, which was a good sign.

When this variety show is over, everyone will definitely have a brand new position for her, and she will definitely stand in front of everyone with another face.

Mu Yanyan got up early the next morning to help Huang Zongxi and the others rent a car. Not to mention she was lucky enough to actually rent one. Every night, she helped Huang Zongxi and the others pull things for fifty yuan a day.

There are no people like barbecue stalls during the day, so Huang Zongxi and the others only have to go out at night and go out at three or four in the afternoon.

Sun Ying and He Yingying are also preparing to go out of the night market, so they don't have to go out during the day.

Mu Yanyan and the others will make stir-fried watermelon, this kind of food will bring refreshing to the hot summer, it is suitable for noon and evening.

So they went out at ten o'clock in the morning.

Mu Yanyan put on a sun hat, mask and sunscreen clothes. Although they would definitely look for a yin and yang place to set up a stall, they would still get tanned.

Zhou Zeyang is not tanned, and even goes to the beach to deliberately bask in the sun, but his skin is still fair as always.

They started from the dormitory, Huang Zongxi and others did not have to go out, wishing them a big business at home.

Mu Yanyan smiled and said, "It will definitely make a lot of money."

He Yingying muttered disdainfully next to her: "It's just frying watermelon. What kind of money can you make."

Zhou Zeyang got used to the tricycle driving method last night, and now he is very proficient, so he didn't let Mu Yanyan drive today.

"Xiao Mu, I'm still here."

It's always not good to let the girl drive him with him.

Mu Yanyan was probably able to guess what he was thinking, and she was not polite. She quickly gave him the driving position and sat next to him: "Ms. Zhou, you learned it in one night?"

Zhou Zeyang's expression was faint, "It should be fine."

In fact, this kind of car is very easy to drive, but the first time I saw him yesterday was a little dizzy, I tried it twice last night.

Mu Yanyan smiled: "The driver will come on that week!"

Mu Yanyan invited people to eat watermelon yesterday, and finally everyone chose the most delicious watermelon.

She remembered where she bought the watermelon from, and today is going to go by and order the watermelon for a few days.

Fried watermelon with yogurt must be the best and sweetest watermelon, and seedless, otherwise it will affect the taste.

When she arrived, she prepared black sesame seeds, chopped peanuts, raisins, yogurt and other materials, and then cut the watermelon by hand.

Because only their family was open, the audience gathered in their live broadcast room.

—Mu Yanyan can stir-fry watermelon with yogurt?

—Seeing that the materials prepared are quite complete and decent.

—I didn’t expect that Mu Yanyan would do such a thing, wouldn’t it be pretending?

—Let’s see what she is going to do, cut the watermelon.

—Don't know how to use a knife for a while, it's shameful.

…

Because there are a lot of watermelons used to fry watermelons, Zhou Zeyang bought the big ones specially. This will see Mu Yanyan's slender hands picking up the big knife that is about to catch up with her arm and aiming at a large watermelon weighing more than ten kilograms.

"Give me the knife," Zhou Zeyang felt it was easier for men to do this kind of thing.

Mu Yanyan is slim and has little strength at first glance.

Mu Yanyan looked at him and blinked: "Teacher Zhou, don't worry, I will know my knife skills later."

After all, she has been selling fried watermelons for 7 years in the original world, and the knives for cutting watermelons are all trained.

Don't look at her skinny, but the knifeman pays attention to a skill, and she can't do it with brute force.

So she picked up the knife and dropped it. Everyone thought that when she couldn't handle the knife, she had cut a watermelon lightly, and a flash of light and sword flashed in front of her, and everyone didn't see what was going on.

The live broadcast room exploded.

—No, where did Mu Yanyan come from?

—Why would she do this as a female celebrity?

— Fuck, my father is a chef, and he hasn't practiced her kind of knife skills.

—What kind of treasure girl is this? She can do business and cut watermelons. Where did the show crew get it?

—Loved, loved.

…

"Oh my God, Xiaomu can do it," Huang Zongxi, who stayed in the base camp of Su base camp, praised sincerely while looking at the live broadcast room with her mobile phone.

He Yingying originally wanted to see Mu Yanyan's jokes, but she didn't expect that the barrage was all praised by the other party, and she was about to swipe the screen, which made her feel particularly uncomfortable.

He snorted, and said coldly: "It's just a pretense. I'll find out in a while."

…

Zhou Zeyang was also stunned by Mu Yanyan.

Since Mu Yanyan entered the crew, she has brought her family a wave of surprises.

But why does she, a pampered little girl, do so much?

Was her previous life really miserable?

"Ms. Zhou, do you want to try it first?" There will be no guests. Mu Yanyan wanted to practice her hands and asked Zhou Zeyang with a smile.

Zhou Zeyang really wanted to taste Mu Yanyan's craftsmanship: "Okay, then I am disrespectful."

Mu Yanyan lit the fire, cut a piece of watermelon and put it on the pan. She used a shovel to chop the watermelon, sprinkled it with yogurt, and added chopped peanuts and black sesame seeds, and then skillfully fried it.

It didn't take much time, and a beautiful and fragrant fried watermelon was out.

"Teacher Zhou, how do you taste it?"

Zhou Zeyang was a little embarrassed to eat on the road for the first time, but the super watermelon powder looked so tender and appetizing, so he didn't postpone it anymore but took it and tasted it.

Soon he showed a surprised expression: "It's delicious."

The audience in the live broadcast room also opened their eyes wide and watched. Everyone didn't believe that Mu Yanyan could make fried watermelon, but they soon saw that the yogurt fried watermelon came out, and they felt that the taste was definitely not good.

But after hearing Zhou Zeyang say it was delicious, everyone slobbered unanimously.

—Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i really want to eat watermelon fried with yogurt.

—Ask the show crew if they can take out, I want to order ten.

—Not eating fried watermelon this summer is not a perfect summer.

…

Time kept moving forward, and it was noon in a blink of an eye.

Soon passers-by stopped when they saw the watermelon fried with yogurt.

When I was free, he came over and asked, "How do I sell fried watermelons?"

Mu Yanyan smiled and replied: "Ten yuan each."

The girl in the sun smiles, as if there are stars in her eyes, she is the kind of feeling full of hope for life.

"Bring me a copy," the customer saw the payment code on the tricycle, took out his mobile phone and paid, "take a look and paid."

"Okay," Mu Yanyan started to operate swiftly, and soon a piece of fried watermelon came out. Zhou Zeyang packed and handed it to the customer, "You take it."

Then came the second, third, and fourth...

Mu Yanyan's yogurt fried watermelon, the best watermelon, the best yogurt, the taste is particularly good, in this hot summer, it is like a cold wind mixed with water droplets, it makes people feel comfortable to eat.

After a while, the small third round was crowded with people and began to line up.

The business is good, Mu Yanyan is happy, and the yogurt material made is enough, the customers are even more happy.

In a short while, the five large watermelons she bought were all finished, and the other ingredients were almost used.

Zhou Zeyang saw that the time was a little bit faster. Mu Yanyan must be very tired after busying all the time, and said, "We'll get off work after we finish this."

"Okay," Mu Yanyan smiled crookedly, put the last fried watermelon in the packing box and handed it to the customer, turning off the heat.

"It seems to have made 31 copies," Mu Yanyan said as she packed her things.

Zhou Zeyang also counted the guests, "Yes, 31 servings. Before I came, I thought that nobody would eat it. I didn't expect it to be so popular."

Mu Yanyan smiled and said, "When the entertainment industry can no longer be mixed, I will open a snack bar that specializes in selling yogurt and fried watermelon."

—Fuck, Mu Yanyan is going to open a snack bar, I want to order 100 servings first.

-What is the order of one hundred shares? I want to invest to open a store and get dividends together.

—Hahaha, you people are too old-fashioned, I want to marry Mu Yanyan home, who doesn't like a wife who can live a life like this.

-Marry home? People have a master, forgot that Koenigse was pleased before, and it was worth one hundred million.

—No more, I'm dead.

Soon after Mu Yanyan opened a store on Weibo, it climbed into the hot search. The 9 dynamic pictures in it were all made of her frying watermelon quickly.

The girl has swift hands and feet, a graceful posture, and a joyful smile on her face, which looks very infectious.

—What kind of treasure girl is this!

-Is there a snail girl who can do everything!

-I love love, and I will be Mu Yanyan's loyal fan in the future. Whoever dares to hack my Yan Yan, this life is desperate!

…

Mu Yanyan didn't know that she had already circled a lot of fans, and when she packed her things, Zhou Zeyang drove her to dinner.

"What do you want to eat?" A faint smile appeared on Zhou Zeyang's face. He was usually very cold, but suddenly he laughed and gave a feeling of spring breeze, and he looked very comfortable.

Mu Yanyan thought for a while, of course she wanted to eat meat.

But it's live broadcast now, if Han Zheng sees it, it won't be good.

Although he certainly won't watch the live broadcast, there are so many people under him, maybe Yang Minxiao has been staring at the screen, always ready to catch her black material.

"I want to eat cold noodles."

Zhou Zeyang is not picky about what he eats. He also wanted to taste it. He smiled and said, "Okay, let's eat cold noodles."

A man's smile is like the warm wind in winter, and like a spring in June, it melts into people's hearts.

At the moment, the audience in the live broadcast room was all fans of Zhou Zeyang's smile.

—Have you ever noticed that Zhou Yingdi smiled so softly?

—Yes, Zhou Yingdi is so handsome to drive, and his heartbeat is so fast, I can't do it.

—How do I feel that Zhou Yingdi and Mu Yanyan are very CP. The two people are like young lovers who live together. They go out to the stalls and go home together every day. They feel so happy.

—Grass, a kind of plant, don't touch the actor of China, the cp powder is thick.

—I like this pair of cp yogurt and watermelon perfect match!

…

After lunch, Mu Yanyan and Zhou Zeyang went back to the dormitory. They were very sleepy for noon. They planned to take a rest and continue to go out at the stall in the evening.

Huang Zongxi and Wang Li had been watching the live broadcast when they were fine in the morning, and they didn't expect Mu Yanyan to be so good, so they could do everything.

They originally planned to wait for Mu Yanyan and Zhou Zeyang to come back to exchange a few words, but they thought that the barbecue stall would be out late at night, and they rested at noon, ready to go out the afternoon.

Neither He Yingying nor Sun Ying watched the live broadcast. They stayed in the crew to play games.

The morning was so uncomfortable.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Yanyan woke up, Zhou Zeyang also woke up, they went out of the house to find a pavilion to calculate the noon income.

After the price difference between buying watermelon and accessories and buying a car has been calculated, they have now made 190 yuan.

Counting the three thousand dollars provided by the program group, they now have a total of 3,190.

Mu Yanyan collected the money and handed it to Zhou Zeyang: "Teacher Zhou, please keep it."

Zhou Zeyang is not good at managing money, and almost all Mu Yanyan earns these, how he embarrassed to keep it: "You should keep it, you are like a small butler."

Mu Yanyan was embarrassed by him and smiled.

-Is it okay to be a butler?

—What a treasure girl, she has turned her fans since then.

—Ah ah, if you can marry Mu Yanyan as a wife, you will be worth it in your life.

…

Soon the entry of "Little Butler" was sent to the hot search.

Many people also use this to discuss whether women should be housekeepers or work.

Some people even further analyzed social topics such as whether full-time wives are independent women or not.

After four o'clock, Huang Zongxi packed up their things and set up a stall.

He Yingying and Sun Ying also planned to set off.

Before leaving, He Yingying secretly went to Weibo and glanced at how much Mu Yanyan and her group made, and found that it was more than 300 at noon, but she was very angry.

"Brother Sun, have you booked the price?" She suddenly thought of a very important question.

Sun Ying bought these mats at one hundred and fifty yuan. He pondered for a moment and said, "It doesn't sound good to sell two hundred and five, so let's sell 269."

Then he asked He Yingying: "Where are your jewelry?"

He Yingying thought for a while. Mu Yanyan sold three hundred at noon, and they could sell at least three hundred that night. She couldn't be less than Mu Yanyan.

If she sells all of these, she will make at least six hundred, and if she spreads it evenly, she will make ten yuan each.

That one sells for 25 and it's almost the same.

But she felt that she would not be able to sell 60 in one night. If you sell 20, then you need to make a profit...

He Yingying finally decided to sell one for 49 yuan.