Su Yu smiled in satisfaction at that. It looked like today was a good day. Everything was going the way he wanted.
"You might as well just send me to the market to pick up rotten vegetable leaves for you to eat." Shen Ting looked at the hundred yuan in his hand. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't make it look like two hundred.
"Ting, is it that difficult? If you really can't manage, we can swap with you." Su Yu looked at Shen Ting with concern written all over his face.
"Quit farting in a coffin." Shen Ting rolled his eyes at Su Yu. He really was getting annoyed now.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Si Chen was the first to lose his composure and shout.
"He's saying he's full of snide bullshit," Yan Yi supplied from behind Shen Ting.
"Don't go too far!" Seeing Su Yu lower his head with an aggrieved expression, Si Chen instantly felt the urge to stand up for him.
"So what if I do? You think I'm like you? The second you see Su Yu, you're an old lady with a lollipop-all you do is lick." Shen Ting propped his leg on the sofa, his waist held by Yan Yi, and raised his hand, ready to fight.
"All right, all right. The cars are already outside, so please get in and get ready to leave, everyone. It's almost time." After receiving a message from the director, Xiaoyue hurried between the two and separated them.
And so Shen Ting and Yan Yi got into the car the production team had arranged and headed to the biggest market in City A.
Shen Ting and Yan Yi stood at the market entrance, staring at each other.
It wasn't as though Shen Ting had never been poor in his previous life, but he simply couldn't cook. The moment he entered a kitchen, it was as if he was about to blow it up. So when he was poor, he ate bread and instant noodles. Once his finances gradually improved, he kept ordering takeout and food from private chefs.
"What do we do?" Shen Ting squatted by the roadside.
Seeing this, Yan Yi squatted down too and shook his head.
Two handsome young men squatting beside a vegetable stall drew plenty of attention, and even the surrounding stalls' business picked up.
Shen Ting's gaze swept around until it finally settled on a small restaurant not far away.
"Come on! Let's buy ready-made food. Whatever happens, the two of us can't go hungry at lunch." Shen Ting took Yan Yi's hand and headed toward the restaurant.
When they came out of the restaurant, they only had ten yuan left.
"Mr. Shen, Mr. Yan, don't forget the hot pot for lunch."
The cameraman had also received a call from the director and quietly reminded the two in front of him.
Shen Ting pulled Yan Yi back to squat in their original spot.
An elderly woman beside them smiled at the two, patted their arms, and handed over a bunch of fresh, crisp greens.
"Here to buy vegetables, boys? Here, have these greens on me."
"No, no!" Too embarrassed to accept them, Shen Ting hurriedly waved his hands, but he couldn't withstand the elderly woman's enthusiasm.
"Oh, just take them. This is my last bunch. Once I give it to you, I can pack up and go home." With that, the elderly woman stuffed the greens into Shen Ting's arms, picked up her little stool, and turned to leave. Her tiny steps carried her away at flying speed, as though someone were chasing her.
And just like that, Shen Ting acquired a bunch of fresh, crisp greens.
The spot where they were squatting had also become much roomier.
Shen Ting put the greens on the ground in front of him and resumed thinking as he squatted.
But before he could work anything out, a woman suddenly walked up to them with a child.
"You boys look unfamiliar. Are you new here? Such handsome faces. Just this one bunch of greens left? I'll take it. Keep the change and go home early to rest." The woman took five yuan from her pocket and pressed it into Shen Ting's hand, picked up the greens from the ground, then turned and left.
Shen Ting stared blankly at the five yuan in his hand.
[Hahaha, how can these two make even buying vegetables so funny?]
[What's going on? I just came over from the other livestream. It's so uneventful over there, seriously just like a spring outing.]
[For the person above: an elderly woman sold out really quickly because these two were beside her, so she gave them a bunch of greens as thanks. Then another woman thought they were new vegetable sellers with just one bunch left, so she paid five yuan and bought it.]
[So they just squatted there, did absolutely nothing, and casually made five yuan?]
[Exactly!]
[Nuwa really did me dirty!!!]
Yan Yi raised an eyebrow at the five yuan in Shen Ting's hand.
While the two were looking at each other in silence, the woman who had just left suddenly came back.
She wasn't coming to see them, but taking her child to the little shop.
When the two came out of the shop, the child ate the pastry in his hand and asked his mother with a smile.
"Mom? Why is this called a wife cake? There's no wife inside."
"How should I know? You'll understand when you're older."
Hearing their exchange, Shen Ting suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and an evil idea popped into his head.
Shen Ting gently tugged on Yan Yi's clothes, leaned toward his ear, and whispered a few words.
The more Yan Yi heard, the deeper the amusement in his eyes grew.
With their backs to the camera, the two laughed in unison.
At noon, Meng Yun and the others dragged their exhausted bodies back to the villa, their stomachs growling with hunger.
Only Su Weiwang and Shen Rui were exceptions. Su Weiwang had shared the bread he'd brought that morning with Shen Rui in the car, so neither of them was particularly hungry yet.
As soon as they entered, they saw boxes of food that looked, smelled, and tasted delicious on the table in front of the sofa.
Shen Ting and Yan Yi were holding chopsticks, just about to start eating.
"You weren't even going to wait for us." Meng Yun looked as though they had betrayed him.
"Ting, weren't you supposed to make hot pot for lunch?" Su Yu suddenly interrupted Meng Yun to ask.
"We did. Your lunch is in the dining room. This is ours." Shen Ting took a bite of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, his face full of enjoyment.
Yan Yi took a bite of stir-fried seasonal vegetables and nodded.
Su Yu looked at the dishes before him in confusion. They clearly weren't cheap. How could there possibly be a whole hot pot spread too?
At that, Meng Yun excitedly ran to the dining room. The moment he pulled the door open, a strange smell hit him.
"Urgh... what's that smell?!" Meng Yun nearly threw up from the stench.
The others behind him hurriedly covered their noses too.
Su Yu took a spoon and stirred the dark soup in front of him.
"What kind of broth is this? Why is it so dark?" Meng Yun stirred it with his chopsticks.
"Cattle cud hot pot." Shen Ting walked over with tissues stuffed up his nose.
"Huh?"
"Ah!"
"What are you making all that noise for?"
"Just like there's no wife in a wife cake, there's no hot pot in cattle cud hot pot."
"So it's just cattle cud, then? Urgh..." Meng Yun ran to the bathroom. This time, he really threw up.
Su Yu's face turned ashen. Could he say it wasn't hot pot? There really was such a thing.
[I seriously have to hand it to Shen Ting's train of thought.]
[When they said they were buying cattle cud, my mind went completely blank.]
[Well, how does this not count as hot pot... haha.]
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