Vol 311 Chapter 987: 987 I’m hungry

“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 of Song Tan's love had disappeared under the torment of this little chatterbox. At this moment, he said perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, yes..."

 Qiao Qiao saw it and took out the calculator on her mobile phone with a hum at the moment: "Uncle Chang bought 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 out of curiosity: "Young man, your radish costs 40 per pound?" This silly boy is quite cute when he is calculating accounts blindly!

Just when I think that after working hard for a month and only earning more than 200 kilograms of radishes, I really feel like I am a 250-year-old.

Qiaoqiao nodded seriously: "Yes! 40 radish, 20 radish leaves, 20 watermelon..."

Song Tan suddenly said: "It's winter, and the price of watermelon has increased, 60 per catty."

“Oh,” Qiaoqiao immediately corrected: “Watermelon 60…”

The driver looked confused when he heard this. If you have to believe it, the price is quite outrageous. If you don’t believe it, hey! In winter, they actually sell watermelons for 60 in the imperial capital. The key is this carrot!

He carefully asked for confirmation: "Girl, your food is exclusively for the import area, right?"

"No?" Qiao Qiao wondered: "Why do we need to provide it to the import area? We grow it in our own land, domestically produced...and it's not supplied to anyone else, we set up stalls to sell it ourselves."

Obviously in his memory, setting up a stall and selling vegetables was a joy, and he could not forget it for so long.

Master Li hissed. He didn't expect that consumption in other places is now so crazy.

Qiaoqiao settled the account, was quiet for a while, and then turned her head again: "Sister, I'm hungry."

Song Tan: …Then there’s nothing we can do about it: “You insisted on eating the set meal at the express service station and couldn’t finish it. Who’s to blame?”

She made a mistake and took nothing with her before leaving. She only ate roasted sweet potatoes sold at a service station for lunch.

Qiaoqiao groaned: "I haven't eaten it..."

But now that they were in the car, Song Tan had no choice but to reach out and touch the box next to him for a while, and took out a cucumber: "First of all, I will give you a children's set meal with toys when I return to the hotel later."

The snow outside is getting heavier and heavier, and it is obviously not suitable to stop on the roadside to eat. It would be better to send things to the hotel as early as possible.

Qiao Qiao was not picky. At this moment, she happily accepted the cucumber and was fascinated by the children's meal: "The children's meal in the spring gave me a little duck. What do you want to give me this time?"

How did Song Tan know about this? She sighed helplessly: "Eat yours, little broken mouth, aren't you thirsty?"

 Qiao Qiao had just drank water before getting off the car, so she was naturally not thirsty, but the warm sun in the car made her a little dry. Who can resist a sizzling cucumber?

He picked the chubby end and bit it with a "click". In an instant, the unique fragrance of cucumber spread in the confined space of the carriage, and Master Li couldn't help but squint.

 Qiao Qiao doesn't care about other people's eyes. At this moment, the Kachi Kachi food is particularly sweet. Whether it is hearing or smelling, it greatly challenges Master Li's curiosity.

After a while, he finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Are these cucumbers grown by your family? Oh! When you smell them, they are different from the greenhouse vegetables in the supermarket."

Qiaoqiao suddenly stopped and looked over in surprise: "What's the difference? Our family also grows vegetables in a greenhouse!"

Master Li: ...you smell the fragrance of this cucumber and say it is a greenhouse vegetable. So what do they usually buy in the supermarket? 3D printing?

“This is definitely different. It smells just like when we bought vegetables in the urban village before my house was demolished. Cucumbers smell like cucumbers!”

Qiaoqiao didn’t quite understand.

Master Li: "... Or forget it, I like to eat those tasteless dishes." But I said that, but I was very reluctant to smell it, but 20 a pound is too expensive, right? !

Master Li thought bitterly: When we get rich tomorrow, we will also eat these 60 watermelons, 40 radishes and 20 cucumbers!

Song Tan, who was in the back seat, originally wanted to say that the price of cucumbers in winter was not that high, but after thinking about it, she was not here to sell vegetables, so she simply kept silent.

Looking at the time by the way, he sent a message to Lu Chuan:

【It's snowing so I drive a little slower. I'll arrive at the gate of the community around 9:30. Is it convenient? 】

Lu Chuan was typing words and did not reply immediately. By the time he finished writing the plot planned for today, the time had already reached nine-twenty.

And he just saw the news from twenty minutes ago—

【There are two gates in Wanhe Garden. Which gate is more convenient for me to stop at? 】

There was another one ten minutes ago: [I stopped at the north gate. There are a lot of things. I guess it’s hard for one person to carry them. Do I need to send them downstairs? 】

I haven’t received a reply, and the other party doesn’t seem to be in a hurry. The phone is silent at the moment, and there is no urgency at all.

Lu Chuan quickly replied: [Sorry, I had something to do and I didn’t check my phone just now. I’ll go to the north gate first. 】

He put on his clothes, took the car keys, looked at the heavy snow outside the window, and put on the scarf hanging at the entrance.

The elevator descended to the basement level by level, and the car was opened. It was obviously an old car, and he was very used to it, but he still felt the smell of being closed for a long time.

Lu Chuan quickly took two steps back, subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, and then quickly took out the mask and put it on.

When he started the car, he glanced at the rearview mirror through the light inside, and sighed at being fully armed.

Let's go to the hospital for a check-up some other day. Did the medicine we used at the beginning have any side effects? Nowadays, I am increasingly uncomfortable with life outside.

It’s like a glass man who can only be exposed to the fresh air system for a long time.

At the gate of the community, Song Tan was sitting in the car motionless, and Master Li was naturally waiting as a guest. Only Qiaoqiao looked at the heavy snow and was about to move:

"elder sister…"

Song Tan said "hmm" and said, "Don't play with me yet. I'll send the things to my brother later. I'll take you to the entrance of the hotel to play."

But the snow at the entrance of the hotel is definitely different from the snow here. The snow piled on the green leaves in the flower bed can be squeezed into a snowball!

Qiao Qiao resisted her heartbeat, looked left and right, and finally fixed her eyes on the big sign in the corner of the community—

【Charcoal grilled sausage, 6 yuan each】

“I’m hungry...” He was pitiful.

Song Tan was helpless: "Okay, come down and play in the snow."

After thinking about it, Qiao Qiao didn’t eat anything seriously along the way. She probably said she was hungry, and the cucumbers were no big deal either.

She looked at the snack bar selling barbecued sausages, opened the door, and walked over through the thin traces of snow.

Hey! What's this? It’s the update of a new day!

Here, last winter, watermelons cost only 55 yuan per pound... which is incredible. What rich people can afford it!

Update 1.

After writing this month’s KPI, I actually didn’t have enough 1,000 chapters…

The monthly ticket will be doubled tomorrow. It’s the end of the year. Let me try to be number one, okay? There is also a Glory five-star that is very difficult to achieve.

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