"I can't help it, why are you wearing a mask without fear of others recognizing you?" Xiaozhu was shocked when he saw Jiang Siming only had one mask.
Jiang Siming shrugged and said, "I can't help it. I'm too little famous and no one knows me, so I don't need to disguise myself."
"Nonsense. With so many people watching your live broadcast, how come they don't recognize you? You must have not shown your face during the live broadcast, so not many people know you."
The little pig was smart and guessed it right.
"I'm not here to chat with you. Give me money. Two loads of frozen fish total 150 yuan." Jiang Siming stretched out his hand towards Xiaozhu.
Jiang Siming had a bad smile on his face, and the people on the program team were also having fun.
These two boxes of goods obviously only cost 50 yuan, but this guy is so open-minded.
But the program team won’t expose it, this is the highlight, okay!
Not playing your cards according to common sense is the rule of Chicken Strips.
Why are the ratings in the first few episodes of this season so low? It’s because Hong Lei is no longer there, and new guests like Yue Yunpeng and others are too honest and not interesting!
These two boxes of goods are for Xiaozhu's stall.
"150? Why don't you grab it? I sold more than 200 this morning. If I give it to you, wouldn't I lose it all?" Xiaozhu shouted.
"Then you know how much these two boxes of stuff weigh against me. If you do this, you can carry it. You just have to carry it around this vegetable market. How about I give you 150?"
"Really? I'll do it!" Xiaozhu heard that there was money for him, and he immediately came over to take Jiang Siming's stretcher without believing in evil, and he collapsed as soon as he was lifted.
It took all the strength of breastfeeding to lift the two boxes of goods, but he quickly put them down before taking two steps, rubbing his shoulders and throbbing in pain.
"It's too heavy for me to go here. How did you carry it?"
Xiaozhu glanced at his shoulders, which were red and swollen.
A star like him has never done any physical work since he was a child. This was his first time using a shoulder pole, so his shoulders couldn't bear it at all.
Generally, people who have never used a stretcher have a hard time adapting to it at first. The flesh of the shoulders is so delicate that even a little bit of gravity can make them suffer.
"Now you know it's not easy for me to earn this money." Jiang Siming said, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a 'poor' look on his face.
"Isn't your mission to eat?"
"Switched with Yue Yunpeng." Jiang Siming replied.
"It's interesting, I'll do this job for you, and I'll pay for it!" Xiaozhu said and counted 150 to Jiang Siming.
After Jiang Siming took it, he smiled like a fox and said: "Then I'll leave first and say goodbye to Brother Zhu. I'm so generous to you. If you don't have anything to eat at noon, you can come to me. I have prawns at my place."
"How could there be no food at noon? The program team will arrange it." Xiaozhu didn't believe it.
"If you don't have anything by then, just come over." Jiang Siming didn't say anything more to him, took the money, picked up the pole and left.
It's because of this exchange that Xiaozhu's impression of Jiang Siming has improved a lot, and the little jealousy he had before is gone.
Jiang Siming's direct and funny character easily removed Xiaozhu's wariness against him.
Of course, this is based on Xiaozhu not knowing that Jiang Siming cheated him of an extra hundred yuan...
The last load was two bags of clothes, which Jiang Siming sent to Reba's clothing store.
Jiang Siming couldn't help laughing when he saw Reba.
Because she had to sell clothes, Reba couldn't wrap herself up like a piggy, so she had to ask the show crew to put on makeup for herself.
After makeup, Reba looks like a middle-aged aunt, with crow's feet, and her fair face has been painted sallow by a skilled makeup artist.
If it weren't for the hidden camera in her store, Reba Jiang Siming would have almost not recognized her.
"You're so ridiculous! You're a nuisance!"
Hearing Jiang Siming's laughter, Reba put his hands on his hips and said fiercely.
Jiang Siming unloaded the goods on the load, took off the mask, and lay down comfortably on the couch in her shop.
"I laugh at the way your makeup looks so unpredictable, the heaven and man are one, and the ghosts and gods are shaking the world."
"That's what I thought. It took me two hours to put on my makeup today. I usually don't put on makeup for more than two hours," Reba said.
"Not more than two hours?" Jiang Siming said disdainfully: "Two hours is basically decoration, not makeup."
Reba: "...."
What he said made sense, and I was speechless.
The accompanying PT suppressed a smile and said that Jiang Siming was right, what he said was a golden sentence!
"I usually only need half an hour to put on makeup." Reba was afraid that Jiang Siming would misunderstand that she was decorating her face. Isn't that nice?
"Why are you explaining to me?" Jiang Siming smirked.
"I did that to declare that I was not decorating, not for you, you understand!" Reba said in embarrassment.
"Soul Si Nian, your environment is not bad, how many clothes have you sold?" Jiang Siming quickly skipped the topic just now and looked at the clothing store.
"Only six pieces of clothing were sold. The boss only gave me 20 yuan in commission for each piece of clothing. I have only made 10 yuan now. How about you?"
"Me? I haven't calculated it yet. Let me take a look." Jiang Siming said and took out the money he just earned from his pocket. There were ten and twenty pieces, fifty pieces and even a few hundred pieces.
The bulging hands were filled with money, and Reba's mouth opened wide when he saw it.
"How come you make so much money? Isn't it your job to eat? Why do people give you money to eat?"
"It's a good idea. I changed tasks with Yue Yunpeng and became a picker for him. I picked up several thousand kilograms of goods. This is my hard-earned money."
Jiang Siming counted, there were 65 in total, not bad, not bad, this work is still rewarding.
"I envy you for earning so much. I have only earned 10 yuan so far, and I can't even sell my clothes." Reba said melancholy.
"If you want to sell it faster, I have a solution." Jiang Siming raised his head and said happily.
"What can I do? Tell me quickly."
"It's okay to tell you, but we will split the clothes sold next 50-50, and I'll help you, how about that?" Jiang Siming is always tricking others.
"Then how do I know if you can help me sell many pieces?" Reba said.
"Let's see, there are still three hours left. Within three hours, if I help you sell more than thirty items, you can share half of it with me. That's alright, right?" Jiang Siming said.
"Deal!" Reba agreed. If she could sell so much, she would still make a profit even if she gave half of it to Jiang Siming.
"Okay, the initial investment requires one hundred yuan. To show my sincerity, I will give it to you first. If it is sold later, you have to give me fifty yuan. Our investment is half of each other." Jiang Siming said.
"Okay, it's settled." Reba nodded in agreement.
She didn't think Jiang Siming was being stingy, but felt that she felt very involved in doing so, and Jiang Siming's style felt natural to her.
Unlike other men, it is good to be submissive to her, but it always makes her feel that the other man has a sense of purpose, and it is very strong.
Not with Jiang Siming, it's like this guy doesn't regard himself as a star or a beauty at all...
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Fifth update! Finally finished today’s work, I have to continue writing tonight’s two updates, Lan Shou~ (To be continued)