Jun Shiyan responded in a low voice: "Yes."
The little girl was squatting in front of him. She was so tiny, not to mention how cute she was when she was holding a bowl and eating, and the food tasted delicious.
It wasn't until the bottom of the bowl was gone that he licked his lips with unfinished content and looked up at him with a smile: "Then I'll leave first."
Just about to get up.
"Wait a minute." Jun Shiyan pulled her, took her oily little hand, and wiped it clean with a wet tissue.
The little girl's hands are white and thin, her fingers are slender and beautiful, green as white as jade. She pinches the grasshopper with her middle finger and thumb, and there is oil on only two fingers.
The little girl puffed up her cheeks and looked at him. She felt very obedient and did not withdraw her hand. She just muttered in a low voice: "No need to wipe it. I still have to work. It's not like I won't wash my hands when I go back."
Jun Shiyan kept watching the little girl walk to the door, then turned back to see him again, and finally turned out and disappeared. He felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. He pressed his stomach with his fingers and retched.
"Master!" An Yan was so frightened that he ran up in a hurry: "Wait a moment, I'll get the medicine."
When Ling Sheng returned, Ji Fanchen and Shi Lingyu had just arrived home.
The smell of cow manure wafted directly into Ji Fanchen's nostrils.
Ling Sheng walked two meters away from him, covered her nose, and expressed her disgust with her whole body: "Go take a shower and change clothes!"
"Is it that serious?" Ji Fanchen smelled it subconsciously. Is it that unpleasant? Why can't he smell it
And besides her, no one else reacted that much!
The people on the program team lowered their heads, suppressed laughter, wanted to cover their noses but felt bad, so they were all trying to give him face!
"Look at how they're all holding it back. I'm embarrassed to tell you that I'm the only honest person." After Ling Sheng finished speaking, he glanced at the program team with disdain.
"But how am I going to take a shower?" Ji Fanchen was embarrassed. He thought for a moment and pointed to the opposite corner: "How about I pull a curtain over there and you guys can take a shower later."
Their area is a slum housing. Apart from a place to sleep and eat, they don't have much else. Even to go to the toilet, they have to walk two hundred meters to use a public one.
"It won't help if you rinse it." Ling Sheng thought seriously for a moment: "I'll fry the grasshoppers right away. You go to the other side with a bowl and ask them to borrow the bathroom and take a good wash."
Opposite is a mansion with complete bathrooms and bathrooms.
Ji Fanchen frowned and smelled it again. It seemed to have a slight smell. He had been smelling it all afternoon and his nose couldn't smell it anymore.
Moning went to the other side to take a look and came back, looking at Ling Sheng: "We discussed it, you give us two plates of fried grasshoppers, and give you ten pounds of flour."
Ling Sheng: "One hundred catties."
Mourning: "Twenty pounds."
Ling Sheng: "One thousand catties."
Moning's face turned red and his neck was thick with anger: "Get out!"
"Why are you angry? If you have something to discuss, let's talk it over. We are all civilized people. Thirty pounds, no price, otherwise we will finish it ourselves!" Ling Sheng looked at him with a smile and discussed.
Moning was angered by her bargaining, and said angrily: "Thirty pounds is thirty pounds, we want three sets!"
"Just two plates, do you want it if you like it?" After Ling Sheng finished speaking, he turned around and left. He kept talking: "Grasshoppers drink wine, the more they have, the more they will have."
Mourning usually drank a few sips of wine to satisfy his cravings in the evenings, no matter whether he was working or not. Thinking of drinking and eating grasshoppers, how beautiful it was, he gritted his teeth and said, "Two plates, two plates!"
(End of chapter)