Since he had promised Qin Yiyi that he would make her something delicious, Jiang Siming couldn't favor her over the others, so he asked what his other girlfriends wanted to eat as well.
After asking everyone, he made a menu with more than twenty dishes in total.
There was no helping it. Who could blame him when there were so many members in the family? That was just how it was in a large family.
Once afternoon arrived, even President Jiang couldn't keep lazing around at the company. He'd better go buy groceries and cook first.
Fortunately, he had driven the Brabus today, the family's dedicated grocery-shopping vehicle. (Covering his face.)
He started the car and headed straight for the market.
Jiang Siming genuinely felt happy whenever he occasionally went out to buy groceries and cook for his wives.
Since several dishes his wives had ordered couldn't be found in supermarkets, Jiang Siming drove directly to the market he often visited in the past.
There weren't particularly many people there when he arrived, but there were plenty of farmers selling vegetables.
What gave Jiang Siming a headache was that many of the small vendors had laid their produce along both sides of the road.
These vendors didn't actually have stalls, so they brought their vegetables outside the market to sell.
But they occupied a large portion of the road, making it inconvenient for passing vehicles.
Small cars were fine, but a larger vehicle like Jiang Siming's couldn't get through at all.
No matter how good his driving skills were, the road wasn't wide enough. It wasn't as though he could drive in vertically.
He had no choice but to roll down the window and call out to the vendors, "Uncles and aunties, sorry for the trouble, but could you move