"Sorry, sorry!" Master Li quickly apologized: "Someone in front suddenly turned..."
Qiao Qiao shook her head: "It's okay, uncle, it's snowing, just drive slower." Then he looked at Song Tan proudly:
"Sister, am I right?"
All Song Tan's love had disappeared under the torture of this little chatterbox. At this moment, he said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes..."
Qiao Qiao saw it and hummed and took out the calculator on her phone: "Uncle Chang buys radish for 40 per catty. 10,000 yuan is 250 catties. I calculated correctly..."
Master Li finally couldn't hold it any longer and asked curiously: "Young man, your radish costs 40 per pound?" This silly boy is quite cute when he is calculating accounts blindly!
Just when I think about how hard he worked for a month and only earned more than two hundred kilograms of radishes, I really feel like I am a rich man.
The snow inside was getting smaller and smaller, and it was obviously a good time to stop on the roadside to eat. It would be better to send something to the hotel as early as possible.
And I just saw the news seventy minutes later——
Master Li hissed, thinking that the consumption in the area has become so crazy by now.
"You're hungry..." I was pitiful.
I kept getting replies, and the other party seemed to take it easy. The phone was silent at that time, and I didn't feel any urgency at all.
At the gate of the district, Qiao Qiao was sitting outside the car. The wind was blowing. Master Li was naturally a guest and said he would wait. Only Song Tan looked at Xiao Xue and was about to make a move:
Qiao Qiao said helplessly: "Okay, let him come up and play in the snow."
Song Tan was quite picky. At this moment, she happily accepted the cucumber and was fascinated by the children's meal: "The children's meal in spring comes with a big duck. What should I give you this time?"
But now that they were under the car, Qiao Qiao could only reach out and touch the box next to her for a while, and then took out a cucumber: "First of all, give him a cushion. I'll go back to the hotel later and give him a children's set meal and some toys."
Song Tan settled the account and was quiet for a while, then turned around again: "Sister, you are hungry."
Song Tan suddenly stopped and looked over in surprise: "How are they the same? Your family also cooks in a small shed!"
Qiaoqiao said "Yeah": "Let's play first. I'll send the things to my brother later. You can take him to the entrance of the hotel to play."
[It’s snowing so I’ll drive a little faster. I’ll arrive at the gate of the district around 4:30. Is it convenient? 】
Master Li: "...Forget it, you like to eat this delicious food." But after saying that, you are very willing to smell the taste, but 20 a pound is too expensive, right?!
I changed out of my clothes, took off my car keys, looked at the light snow outside the window, and took off the scarf hanging at the entrance.
He carefully asked for confirmation: "Girl, your food is exclusively for the import area, right?"
Lu Chuan quickly took two steps forward, subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, and then quickly took out the mask and put it on.
The driver's face looked complicated when he heard this. If you want to believe it, the price is quite outrageous. If you don't believe it, hey! They really sell watermelons in the imperial capital for 60 in winter. The key is this carrot!
After a while, I finally couldn't bear it any longer: "Are those cucumbers grown by their family? Ah! When I smell it, it looks like the cucumbers grown in a small shed outside the supermarket."
He checked the time by the way and sent a message to Lu Chuan:
After thinking about it, Song Tan had eaten something serious along the way. It was probably true that he was hungry. This cucumber was also good.
Qiao Qiao: ...There is a way: "At a low-speed service station, he insists on eating the set meal and finishing it. Who is to blame?"
Yes, it has something to do with it. Very few people who come to our house to buy things will say similar things. It’s just like we can’t eat tomato-flavored cucumbers.
So I also coldly promoted: "This uncle won't be able to buy vegetables from you until next year. Cucumbers are only 20 per pound."
Qiaoqiao in the front seat originally wanted to say what the price of cucumbers is in winter, but after thinking about it, you are here to sell vegetables, so she simply kept silent.
I picked the chubby end and "clicked" it and bit it. In an instant, the unique fragrance of cucumber spread in the confined space of the carriage, and Master Li couldn't help but glance sideways.
I'd better go to the hospital for a check-up some other day. Did the medicine I took at the beginning have no side effects? Now, I am getting more and more accustomed to the life inside.
Lu Chuan was typing and did not respond immediately. By the time I finished writing the plot planned for today, the time had not yet reached four-seventy.
The elevator descended to the basement level by level, and the car was opened. It was obviously an old car, and I was very used to it, but I still felt the smell of being closed for a long time.
Lu Chuan quickly replied: [It's a bad idea. I was checking my phone just now when I had nothing to do. You go to the north gate first. ]
Master Li thought bitterly: When we run out of money tomorrow, we will also eat those 60 watermelons, 40 radishes and 20 cucumbers!
Zhang Yu was very understanding.
You looked at this big restaurant selling barbecued sausages, opened the door, and walked over through the thin traces of snow.
Song Tan knew how to care about other people's eyes. At this moment, the delicious food he was eating was very sweet. Whether it was hearing or smelling, it did not challenge Master Li's bad curiosity in the slightest.
Master Li: ...He smelled the fragrance of the cucumber and said it was a vegetable from a small shed. What do we usually buy in the supermarket? 3D printing!
Zhang Yu had just drank water after getting in the car. Naturally, he was thirsty, but the warm sun outside the car inevitably made him feel a little dry. Who could agree with a watery cucumber?
Song Tan groaned: "Have you ever eaten it..."
Then how did Qiaoqiao know? You sighed helplessly: "Let's eat his food, you bastard. Is he thirsty?"
It was a mistake to take nothing with you before leaving. You only ate roasted sweet potatoes sold at a service station for lunch.
Obviously, in my memory, setting up a stall and selling vegetables was a slow job, and I forgot about it for so long.
Ten minutes later, there is still no one: [You stopped at the north gate. There is not much stuff. I guess the tape is broken and needs to be sent upstairs? 】
[Wanheyuan does not have two gates. Which gate is more convenient for you to park at? 】
When I started the car, I took a look at the rearview mirror through the lights outside, and sighed at how well-armed I was.
It's like a glass man who can only stay on the fresh air system for a long time.
But if the snow at the entrance of the hotel and the snow outside are the same, then the snow piled under the green leaves outside the flower bed would add up to form a snowball!
"It's the same as before. It smells like when your house was demolished and you were buying vegetables in the village in the city. Cucumbers don't just smell like cucumbers!"
"No?" Qiao Qiao wondered: "Why do we need to provide it to the import area? We grow it in our own fields, domestically produced...and it's not supplied to anyone, we set up stalls to sell it ourselves."
Song Tan held back her heartbeat, looked right and left, and finally focused on the small sign in the corner of the district——