Wang Zisu was stunned for a moment, and then Bo Yan stepped out and blocked his way.
Then he took two quick steps to catch up with Xia Siyu.
Outside the villa is a coastal road. On one side of the road, there are cliffs. On the other side, there are rows of European-style huts, most of which are white.
Blue sky, white clouds, blue sea, white houses, heaven, earth and sea, blend together perfectly.
Bo Yan and Xia Siyu walked side by side, and the sea breeze made her skirt flutter. Xia Siyu is always chirping. Maybe he is the one walking together now. He has nothing to talk about, so he is very quiet. Unintentionally, he has a feeling of peace and stability in the world.
—When I saw the barrage, I also felt emotional:
"I admit that I am a Yangou, but I actually think these two people are a perfect match when they stand together."
"With a brat, I'll kick Xia Siyu away, and Teacher Bo will be the only one beautiful!"
"YJGJ (there is a Hong Kong saying), Xia Siyu's looks are really not bad."
"It's not that bad. How about a sugar daddy?"
…
Walking all the way to the alley, Xia Siyu was a little lost. When she was about to ask for directions, Bo Yan said lightly: "This way."
"How do you know you navigated?"
Bo Yan didn't answer, but Xia Siyu followed her forward, and sure enough, they arrived at the market soon. Bo Yan turned around and said calmly: "I watched your live broadcast yesterday."
Xia Siyu said "Oh" and walked directly into the market without thinking too much. She now has eighteen euros leftover from yesterday's grocery shopping, and seventy euros for everyone today.
But she can't spend money recklessly. Who knows what trouble the show crew will cause later. It's certainly better to save some money.
Bo Yan followed her in and watched her go straight to the barbecue stall. A roast chicken was five euros.
Xia Siyu went to the aquatic product area again. Most of the fish sold abroad are like pork and beef, giving you whole pieces of fish. Seeing that the prices ranged from three to twenty euros per pound, Bo Yan thought she would buy the expensive ones, but who knew that Xia Siyu pointed directly at the fish head.
Fish heads are naturally much cheaper than fish meat. This sea fish head weighs three pounds but only costs ten euros.
She went to the pork stall again, and the stall owner was yelling enthusiastically. She glanced around and saw a bag in the corner containing something that seemed a bit unnecessary. "I want this," she asked in fluent Sicilian.
Seven pig's trotters cost only five euros, plus some vegetables left over from yesterday, which is enough to eat.
Not to mention her words, even the friends in front of the barrage were stunned by her operation:
"I can't tell, Xia Siyu is pretty good at shopping."
"I thought she would buy grouper for 20 euros a pound! Who knew she bought a lot of it."
"Are Italian pig's trotters so cheap? Less than one euro each? It turns out that Wai Guoren really doesn't eat pig's trotters!"
Boyan held the ingredients with his eyes a little surprised: "How do you know these things are cheap?"
Although it is common sense, looking at Xia Siyu's normal IQ, she may not have the brains to do so.
"It's nothing. You'll know when you buy more." Xia Siyu said this casually, but suddenly her face changed slightly and she didn't want to talk more.
Bo Yan felt it keenly, and there were cameras filming behind him, so he didn't say much.
When the two of them returned to the intersection of the alley, she was attracted by the bulletin board with many advertisements posted on it.
Xia Siyu turned back: "This is our chance to earn a hundred euros. The question is, what kind of job do you want to do? Do you want to fish or move bricks?"
(End of chapter)