Transmigrated as the Wife of Wealthy Vegetative Man

Chapter 20

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At five o'clock, the streets of the night market began to be lively. Everyone went out to buy vegetables and shop, and some just went out for a walk.

The stalls of He Yingying and Sun Ying are next to each other, at the far east of the night market.

One person wrote a price tag and placed it in front of the booth, and each person took a small chair, and sat down to use their mobile phones when no one came.

Huang Zongxi's stall is in the middle of the road. There is a food stall with four tables inside. If all four tables are full, they will earn a lot tonight.

Mu Yanyan's stir-fried watermelon and yogurt stand is right next to them.

When there were no customers, Mu Yanyan asked Huang Zongxi with a smile: "Brother Huang, do you want a copy?"

Huang Zongxi laughed and said, "Brother Huang has been hungry for a long time, give me a copy quickly."

Mu Yanyan didn't trust her too much, and quickly fired three shares, one for Huang Zongxi, one for Wang Li, and one for Zhou Zeyang.

"This time it's not your money, but if you want to eat in the future, you will have to pay."

Huang Zongxi poked her on the head hard: "If you see money in your eyes, you will know money."

While eating Muyanyan's stir-fried watermelon with yogurt, several people were chatting while waiting for customers to come to their door.

Wang Li suddenly thought of He Yingying and Sun Yinglai: "I don't know where Sun Ying and the others have gone. We are eating fried watermelon here. Do you want to send them some?"

—Hahaha, the forgotten top class, so miserable.

—I didn’t even eat fried watermelon, and the two of them were sitting on the bench.

— Hurry up and prepare for my family's top class, you are too much, four people eat fried watermelon, and only our grandson is left behind.

Muyanyan doesn't want to have any contact with Sun Ying and He Yingying.

She said nonchalantly: "They are far away, and people don't like to eat this kind of street food."

Her words showed that she didn't want to do it, and Wang Li silently skipped the topic when she thought of He Yingying picking her teammates.

The live broadcast room quickly went crazy.

- Damn, who does Mu Yanyan think she is, who dares to ignore my brother.

—Do you think her fried watermelon is delicious? It doesn’t look like much.

—What’s going on upstairs, he’s dealing with Sun Ying, you say he sucks blood, is it wrong to stay away now

——Muyanyan is really miserable, she will be looked down upon no matter what she does.

—Since you can't get used to it, you can't give it.

The weather was hot, and soon customers came to the door, and Mu Yanyan started frying watermelon for others.

Zhou Zeyang has been standing by the side watching, and when she is done frying, he will pack it up and hand it over to the customer, and keep an eye on the customer's payment by the way.

But I always feel that it is Muyanyan who contributes the most, he has a feeling of lying down and winning.

"Xiao Mu, teach me how to fry watermelon, I can't let you do it all by yourself." Zhou Zeyang decided to study hard when no one was around.

Stir-fried watermelon looks simple, but it is not simple at all.

When Muyanyan first started learning, her wrists were sore every time, but she couldn't get any delicious taste.

The heat and the amount of yogurt will affect the taste.

But she couldn't directly say that Best Actor Zhou couldn't learn it, so she said euphemistically, "The hands of Best Actor Zhou are not used for such rough work, it's better to collect money for it."

Zhou Zeyang disagreed: "Are you worried that I won't learn it? Don't worry, if I can't learn it, then I won't do it."

Now that Best Actor Zhou said so, Mu Yanyan felt that she couldn't refuse any more, and when she picked a place where no one was around, she told Best Actor Zhou the secret to stir-frying watermelon, and taught him how to hold the knife and what ratio to put the yogurt in. When to start a fire and when to stir fry, it is very detailed.

One is serious about teaching, and the other is serious about learning. The two seem to be very warm and harmonious.

Soon a microblog quietly climbed into the hot search: Mu Yanyan taught actor Zhou to fry watermelon and yogurt.

—Ahhh, I ate this pair of CP.

—I ordered: the two people will make an official announcement at the same place, get married immediately, and get the certificate.

—It’s so warm, like a couple’s daily life at home.

The old lady in the variety show that Mu Yanyan participated in knows that she doesn't even put flowers in it now, and she wakes up early in the morning in front of the TV, waiting to see her grandson-in-law.

Seeing Mu Yanyan buying a tricycle and then selling it, her stomach hurts from laughing.

The girl behind stir-fried the yogurt with quick movements, which made the old lady feel distressed, with tears and snot in her nose.

She doesn't know how to use the Internet, but she will let the servants read the online feedback in front of her.

The servant who took care of her was a girl just over 20 years old, named Reiko.

Naturally, Reiko would not read those insulting words on the Internet to her, and only picked out the comments that praised Mu Yanyan.

In the past few days, the old lady has learned a lot of Internet terms, such as climbing the list, trending searches, trolls and so on.

Reiko accidentally said just now: "Now everyone really likes Young Mistress, especially the CP between her and Best Actor Zhou."

The old lady immediately noticed the important point: "What is cp?"

Reiko: "...well, that means the two of them have a good understanding and a sense of CP."

She literally dug a big hole for herself. She spoke too seriously, which could easily be misunderstood by the old lady. To put it lightly, although the old lady is old, she is shrewd and it is difficult to fool her.

Sure enough, the old lady was dissatisfied: "Then what is cp?"

Lingzi had no choice but to continue explaining: "It is the official pairing of characters, such as Yang Guo Xiaolongnv, Yang Guo and Guo Fu are cults."

The old lady frowned, still not quite understanding: "But Yan Yan is married, no matter officially or privately, she is the daughter-in-law of our Han family."

Reiko twisted her scalp and explained: "This is just a statement on TV, and it has nothing to do with us usually."

"That's not okay," the old lady was not very comfortable. Thinking of Zhou Zeyang's mature and stable appearance, she must be liked by many young girls, so she was worried.

Although her grandson is also very attractive, but his grandson is a piece of wood, and he is so proud and arrogant, he can't coax girls at all, so how can it go on like this.

"How long is the show?" the old lady asked worriedly.

Reiko: "12 days."

The old lady asked again: "Did you hear Xiao Zheng call Yan Yan these few days?"

Reiko shook her head: "I don't seem to have heard of it, but the young master has been busy working in the company, so we probably didn't hear about the call from the company."

"Didn't hear anything," the old lady was upset, "he just didn't call."

Strange to say, Han Zheng slept in the same bed with his wife the night before, and woke up refreshed the next morning. He glanced at the sleeping girl and left the hotel without saying anything.

But today is not enough. Last night without his wife, he slept alone all night, but he didn't suffer from insomnia. The quality of sleep was still good, but he felt heavy when he woke up in the morning, his limbs were stiff, and he didn't want to move.

But when he thought that there were still so many things to do in his grandfather's old company, he struggled up and went to the company.

After staying up in the afternoon, his body became more and more uncomfortable, and he didn't want to do anything.

"System, didn't my HP increase by seven days, why is it so uncomfortable now?"

System: "You just increased your health but not your energy, of course you will lose your energy."

Han Zheng: "Then what should I do now?"

System: "Of course I'm looking for a wife."

"I am the wife spoiling system."

Han Zheng said speechlessly: "She has gone out to work, so I can't go to her crew, can I?"

System: "I don't care about this."

Han Zheng didn't want to go to the set, and the system couldn't provide any suggestions for construction, so the two of them could only endure like this.

In the end, the system came up with a solution first: "Hey, for today's task, watch my wife's live broadcast for half an hour, and leave a message for my wife on Weibo, and the energy value will be increased by 1."

With the task, Han Zheng immediately turned on the computer, but he had never watched his wife's live broadcast, and he didn't even know how to get into his wife's live broadcast room.

I had no choice but to call my assistant over: "Xiao Zhao, hurry up and help me enter Mu Yanyan's live broadcast room."

Assistant Zhao Xiulan knew that Mu Yanyan had gone to the fruit channel to hold a variety show, and soon found the live broadcast of "All People Build Infrastructure Together" from the fruit player.

The girl in the live broadcast cut off a piece of watermelon and fried it over and over on a flat black table. There seemed to be yogurt and black sesame seeds on it.

It was still the red color of watermelon at the beginning, but after she finished frying, it turned pale pink, crunchy and thin, and it was very visually pleasing to put in the juice cup prepared in advance.

But Han Zheng had never eaten this kind of roadside snacks. He twisted his nose and asked, "Is this kind of food edible?"

Although Han Zheng didn't watch the live broadcast, Zhao Xiulan did.

His girlfriend is Zhou Zeyang's fan, and now she has fallen in love with Mu Yanyan, and she is the one who calls for getting married in situ online.

Hearing this, he replied honestly: "My girlfriend said it was delicious, and she also said that if I have the chance, I can taste Mu myself... Young Mistress's cooking is worth it in this life."

"Exaggerated," Han Zheng didn't think it was delicious at all.

After a pause, "You apply for a Weibo account for me."

Zhao Xiulan knows about Weibo, his girlfriend will check in for his favorite idol, and sometimes ask him to help when it's too late, so although he doesn't have Weibo himself, he still knows it quite well.

After receiving the task, he quickly registered an account with his mobile phone, and when he confirmed the name of the account, he asked, "Mr. Han, what vest do you plan to use?"

"Vest?" Han Zheng was taken aback.

Zhao Xiulan: "It's the username."

Han Zheng has always done things aboveboard, and his name is the brand, he said without hesitation: "Just use my name."

Soon Zhao Xiulan registered the vest for him, and handed him the phone: "Mr. Han, you can speak now, I have helped you follow the young lady's Weibo, and you can also send her a private message. "

"Okay," Han Zheng took the phone, first wandered around on Weibo before leaving a message on Mu Yanyan's Weibo.

@木颜妍: "My wife, you are so beautiful."

After he finished posting on Weibo, and half an hour into the live broadcast, he heard an alarm from the system: The task is completed, and your energy value will be increased by 1.

Soon Han Zheng felt refreshed and energetic.

Works better than any panacea.

There was a rush of people around five or six o'clock, and around six or seven o'clock was meal time, and there were fewer customers, so Mu Yanyan found a chair to sit on the side and rest.

By the way, he took out his phone and glanced at Weibo.

Soon, I saw a Weibo account named Aite called Han Zheng, and said to her, "Honey, you are so beautiful."

She almost fell out of the chair with a jerk.

Han Zheng What does this mean

And how did he come out with his own name

Of course, there are many people who confess to her every day, his Weibo was quickly submerged in the army of fans who confessed, and no one noticed him at all.

But Mu Yanyan couldn't ignore it, even though she hadn't posted a single account on Weibo, she was sure that it must be Han Zheng.

He is so narcissistic that he will come up with his own name.

Fortunately, this name is not special, and everyone will not think of the richest man in the Han family.

Mu Yanyan quit Weibo to send a message to Tian Shuying, with only a crying face.

Tian Shuying quickly replied to her: "What's the matter, someone bullied you in the crew?"

"No, I've been watching the live broadcast, no one is bullying you."

Mu Yanyan has no one to complain about, except Tian Shuying.

"I don't know what's going on, but I always feel that Han Zheng is weird."

Since Muyanyan terminated the contract, the two of them haven't sat down and chatted often. Muyanyan is still on a business trip, so it's inconvenient to say a lot, so Tian Shuying doesn't know about Muyanyan's current situation.

Seeing her doubts, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Mu Yanyan cut the long story short: "He just woke up..."

Before she could say anything later, Tian Shuying's surprise came across the screen: "He's awake?"

Mu Yanyan: "Yeah, he woke up and decided to divorce me at the beginning, but for some reason, he suddenly praised me for being beautiful, and even posted a Weibo just now @我, complimenting me for being beautiful, do you think he is Hit the cup?"

Tian Shuying doesn't believe the saying that being a gu is not in line with the core values of socialism.

She thought for a while, and then replied: "I think he may really have a crush on you. You are so beautiful, and you married him when he was sick. Anyone with a conscience will appreciate you."

"Even if he doesn't like you much now, he will always have a good impression."

"He praises you for being beautiful now, so he must want to live a good life with you."

Although what Tian Shuying said made some sense, Mu Yanyan didn't believe it at all.

She would rather believe that the original owner's scumbag father is not greedy for money than Han Zheng would like her.

Mu Yanyan wanted to say a few more words, when a customer came to buy stir-fried watermelon, she put her phone away and started to cook stir-fried watermelon.

After seven o'clock, Huang Zongxi and Wang Li finally welcomed the first wave of guests.

A total of four people ordered 20 mutton kebabs, four chicken wings in honey sauce, two rows of grilled leeks, and a plate of edamame and peanuts. I asked them if they had fried seafood. Go, I will consider it in a few days."

The guests were two men and two women, four young people, and they didn't say much after hearing the words, "Come and mention the beer, and the things should be served quickly."

Huang Zongxi took over the job and went to grill skewers.

Huang Zongxi has grilled skewers before, but it was with several of his brothers, there is no time for pure relaxation, and when it is grilled is counted.

But now that he is a guest, he has to guarantee the time, otherwise he will definitely collapse if he sits for a whole night and fails to come.

I was a little anxious, and I didn't make the charcoal before, and now the fire hasn't come up, so I can only make the fire first.

Wang Li's girl group is in a trance. When she was a child, her family was not bad. She never suffered. Today is the first time she has such a big show. I just think it is more difficult than her dancing.

First find something to eat and bring it to the table, then carry the beer over, and then stare at Huang Zongxi's charcoal.

It was hard to get the charcoal ready, but who knew that the fire was too high, and the mutton kebabs became mushy as soon as they were put on the stove.

Huang Zongxi, who is usually comfortable in front of the big screen, is now sweating and her forehead is covered with carbon dust.

Everyone in the live broadcast room laughed.

—Hahaha, I thought Mr. Huang must be awesome, a professional chef, who knew that the first table would be messed up when he first arrived, what should he do next

—What should I do if my stomach hurts from laughing, I really want to flatten Teacher Huang's hair, it seems to smell like pig hair.

—Wang Li couldn’t find Bei anymore, I laughed so hard, did they dare to set up the stall directly without rehearsing, I think it would be good if they can serve this table well tonight.

After seeing off the two guests, Mu Yanyan saw Huang Zongxi frantically busy in front of the stove, she hesitated a little and walked over.

"Brother Huang, I'm coming."

Mu Yanyan wore an apron, put on gloves, grabbed the mutton skewers and knocked them on the stove, then cut off the burnt parts with scissors, turned it over twice, saw that it was almost cooked, brushed the hot sauce It's out now.

"Brother Huang, can you try it?"

Huang Zongxi didn't dare to give it to the guests directly, so she took one to the side and tasted it, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she gave Mu Yanyan a thumbs up: "Not bad."

"Wang Li is serving the guests," he finished shouting, walked to Mu Yanyan's side, and said flatteringly, "Yan Yan, hurry up and tell Brother Huang, how do you bake it?"

When Mu Yanyan was out of the stall before, there was a barbecue stall next to her, and when she was free, she would go over to grab a couple of skewers.

The stall owner is a very nice guy, and he often offered to give her some food, especially when he couldn't sell them at night, he would always give her two skewers.

It's not appropriate for her to eat other people's food. Occasionally, when the other party is too busy, she will go over to help out, come and go, and the barbecue will be done.

At this moment, Huang Zongxi asked her, she didn't hide any traitors, she explained all the steps of grilling one by one, Huang Zongxi listened very carefully, wrote them down one by one, and then tried to grill them twice.

Because he was unfamiliar at first, Huang Zongxi was worried that he had treated the guests slowly, so he went to apologize, and he touched them with a glass of wine: "I'm sorry, brothers, this is the first time for me, please bear with me if the hospitality is not good. .”

The four guests were very forthright. After clinking glasses with him, they drank their necks up, "It's okay, it's okay, I want to enjoy my business, and we also want to have a refreshing meal, as long as there is wine, the quality of the food is fine."

Huang Zongxi is very confident about the quality: "Of course, the mutton is fresh, and I buy the best things. I have invited the mutton skewers tonight. You can just drink it."

These guests actually recognized Huang Zongxi a long time ago, and now they are unwilling to hide it anymore, and said with a smile: "Mr. Huang, we all know you. We used to see you often on the screen. Today we are here for you."

Huang Zongxi: "..."

Is he so popular

"Hahaha, if you say it like this, it's hard for me to collect money, so I'll give you two fried watermelons."

— Hahaha, do you think Huang Zongxi can still make money

— First you get mutton skewers, and then you get fried watermelon. I think this table has to be compensated.

—I laughed so hard, I want to go too, Mr. Huang, remember it’s free!

"Xiaomu, fry up two watermelons quickly," Huang Zongxi said in a discussing tone.

Mu Yanyan smiled and said: "It's okay to fry watermelon, but you have to pay for it."

Huang Zongxi thought for a while: "Then you can give me a discount."

Mu Yanyan stretched out two fingers: "It's 20% off, I don't know if you can get the money back."

After a pause, "Brother Huang, I think you have to pay for this table. Do you still have money to buy goods tomorrow?"

— Hahaha, what Muyanyan said is very true.

— No, I want to raise 10,000 yuan for Mr. Huang, and he must survive.

- Laugh at me to death, I can't do it.

—I believe there is no script anymore, the director’s face turns green when you see it, hahaha...

—I want to know what happened to Sun Ying, if he didn't move all night, did he get rich

—That’s right, aren’t they all making a fortune in silence

— 269 for a mat and 49 for an earring to make a fortune