Ms. Mo bought a gold bracelet from an antique shop three days ago.
The antique dealer said that the age of this bracelet is impossible to determine.
She thought the patterns on the bracelet were exquisitely carved, so she bought it for one million.
She'd been carrying it in her bag with her for the past few days, and she just took it out. "You mean this?"
Duan Xuanyu nodded. "Yes, the bracelet also has an inner layer, which is carved with kapok flowers."
Ms. Mo looked inside through the hollowed-out hole and saw that the interior was indeed filled with kapok carvings!
[Kapok flower! This isn't saying I Su Mian, eat shit!]
Why is the love token he gave to Mianmian in an antique shop?
[More and more evidence proves that they were the emperor and empress at the time! And there must be some connection to the Heavenly Empress Temple earlier!]
[How could that be! I don't believe a girl who dresses in ancient times would go online to snag a bargain! Unless she's dressed in ancient times and then dressed in modern times again!]
[Sigh... I'll just watch whatever pops up on my phone. These days, time travelers are openly appearing on TV shows.]
In the end Duan Xuanyu got the bracelet back along with a check for 500,000 yuan.
Ms. Mo essentially spent 1.5 million yuan to buy an antique worth over 5 million yuan.
Both of them were very satisfied with the deal and felt they had made a great deal.
As Duan Xuanyu left the vicinity of the Heavenly Empress Temple, he encountered Duan Hongxu.
Duan Hongxu hadn't been watching the live stream and assumed he hadn't made any money.
He immediately went over and swaggered over. "Oh, so you're resorting to metaphysics and worshipping the God of Wealth because you can't make money?"
Duan Xuanyu remained calm and didn't say anything.
What if they open a bottle of champagne halfway through the journey, further stimulating Duan Hongxu to go and make more money?
After all, it's much easier for him to make money than for me.
Duan Hongxu patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay, it's just competition, you either win or lose, just accept it. By the way, have you eaten? Should I treat you?"
Duan Xuanyu: "I ate it."
Duan Hongxu: "What did you eat?"
Duan Xuanyu: "Eating the sweetness of love."
"..." The smile on Duan Hongxu's face slowly faded.
It shifted to Duan Xuanyu's face.
He leaned closer to Duan Hongxu, watching his vulnerable expression with amusement. "You can't get any, can you?"
[ Teacup Dog Teacher, look at this little red ball on the ground, what is it? Oh! It's your nose!]
[Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter at Jiang Ziya! He even got covered in Genghis Khan's sweat! Quick, I need to wipe it off with Lü Bu.]
[They hugged me when I was little too, using this meme.]
What are you all laughing at? I can't laugh. Am I the only one who sees a man on the verge of collapse? Like a defeated lion.
[A lion? That's interesting.]
The competition among the female guests was also quite intense.
Cooking competitions are a common segment in dating reality shows, but usually it's the men and women cooking together; a pure competition like this is quite rare.
The judging panel consisted of ten people, all of whom were food critics from major cities in China and abroad.
The production crew loaded all the dishes into a car and brought them over.
Let the four female guests choose what they need.
The car was parked near the production crew's accommodation, but furthest from where Su Mian lived.
So when Su Mian arrived, Yu Liqi and Cheng Qin, who lived relatively close by, had already made their choices and left.
Fang Nuonuo was still there, and she said to Su Mian with great enthusiasm, " Su Mian, you are the best cook among us, so everyone gave you the most expensive ingredients so you could show off your skills."
As if to prove her point, she deliberately pushed the basket forward a little. "Look, I've brought all local specialties."
Su Mian actually knew what she was thinking.
Since these food critics are used to eating delicacies, it would be more effective to give them natural, organic products instead.
It's something everyone can think of, so just take it openly and honestly. After all, there's no shame in wanting to win.
But she still insisted, "I'll give you the good ingredients."
Su Mian directly saw through her thoughts. "How about you give me these local specialties, and I'll let you have the good ingredients? You can take these Australian lobster and caviar? If your cooking skills aren't great, you can make up for it with the ingredients."
Fang Nuonuo choked, "Then, forget it... I wouldn't know how to make it even if you gave it to me..."
[Haha, typical case of getting the better of you and then complaining! They're using the guise of "it's for your own good" to try and get you to do the opposite! Too bad, Teacher Su doesn't tolerate that at all!]
[My eyes are my ruler, and green tea Xiao Fang are my shit.]
[Upstairs, quickly turn off private messages. Ever since she revealed her wealthy family background, her male fans have been incredibly fierce, all vying to marry into her family.]
Come on! Come on! Kill me!
[Call me, I'll go kill him! Anyone who dares to insult you, I'll kill them, OK?]
Fang Nuonuo left carrying a basket of organic ingredients.
After walking a distance, she subtly raised her lips in a smile.
Although she didn't gain any advantage in terms of taste, she did manage to get her hands on the ingredients that these food critics liked.
besides...
While the photographer wasn't looking, she put all the remaining oil and salt into her basket and covered it with other ingredients.
Isn't Su Mian always winning and stealing the spotlight?
Now that she doesn't have oil or salt, even cooking dragon meat tastes terrible!
Let's see how she wins this time!
Su Mian indeed found no oil or salt.
It's alright.
Today, let these food critics have a taste of real bran.
Su Mian took the leftover, expensive ingredients back with her.
When dealing with the large dragon, Yin Xiaohong suddenly arrived.
The two people have their backs to the camera.
Yin Xiaohong took something out of her bag and handed it to Su Mian: "A new advertisement."
"The advertising budget for this episode is particularly high, but the advertisers have also requested that we increase audience discussion."
"Although we successfully integrated the product placement in the previous few times, the discussion only increased while you were talking about it; after you finished, there was no more discussion."
"If you can meet their requirements, they will sign you as their long-term brand ambassador for the Asia region."
Su Mian took the product and put it in her pocket. "It's packaged."
Work hard to earn more money, get promoted to a leader at Starry Entertainment, and kick out those difficult guests.
Who knows, maybe he can even oust Lu Zhou as president and become president himself... that's a promising prospect, isn't it?
Lu Zhou had said last time that when he was with her, he hadn't lied to her; he really was quite poor.
Let him go back to that time.
What are they chatting about so mysteriously?
[It's probably a new ad! Sister Mian gets ads every single issue.]
[I don't care about advertisements, I only care about how Mianmian wins this time! Without oil and salt! No matter how good the ingredients are, you can't make something delicious!]
After explaining the advertising details, Yin Xiaohong planned to leave.
But she also noticed the predicament that Su Mian was facing.
She asked curiously, " Teacher Su, what are you going to do if you don't have oil and salt? Should I borrow some from the other female guests?"
"Thank you, but no need, I have my own ideas."
Su Mian picked up a radish and began to carve it.
While carving, I chatted with Sister Xiaohong: "Have you seen a documentary made by an adventure blogger?"
He thought he could conquer the Amazon savages with the rich flavors of Chinese cuisine, so he made them a delicious roast chicken.
"I never expected that even the savages would find it unpalatable; it's not as good as the boiled monkeys on their island."
Sister Xiaohong asked in surprise, "Boiling what?"
Su Mian: "Monkey."
Sister Xiaohong: "It's nothing... Yue... It's nothing, it's nothing... Yue... Please continue."