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The market started in the morning. If you go early, you can sell more. Everyone is working hard to pick.

Yi Yan was pulling cabbage in the vegetable field. Ji Yang walked to her side and said, "Go pick eggplants."

"Why?" She asked, pulling two vegetables at once, as if to prove to him that she could do it.

"There are worms."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Yan, who had a natural expression, suddenly opened her eyes wide and swallowed her saliva.

Her face gradually turned pale, and she slowly backed away, obviously wanting to stay away from the vegetables.

She was not afraid of cockroaches or snakes, but she was afraid of those green worms that kept wriggling. Looking at the leaves that had been eaten outside, her legs were a little weak.

"What are you thinking about?" Ji Yang suddenly leaned over and patted her arm. "Are you scared now?"

"I'm not scared, here you go." She handed over the basket and walked to the side to pick eggplants.

Under the camera, netizens saw Ji Yang just stretched out his hand to take a picture of the worms crawling on Yi Yan's arm.

He knew she was scared but didn't tell her.

They were really jealous.

They picked several baskets, including green vegetables, white radish, eggplant, tomato, beans, and some strawberries.

Zhang Peng also climbed up the tree and picked some early-ripening loquats, and said proudly, "Can this be sold?"

"Only a few." Yang Jia walked over and took one to eat, and hit him mercilessly, "Who wants it?"

"Don't eat it." Zhang Peng hurriedly protected it.

The two chased each other in the yard.

Next, Xu Jie arranged the tasks, each person was responsible for a little, and they took it to the street to sell, and they didn't gather together, which was too conspicuous.

Two people formed a group and dispersed.

Yang Jia loved to eat too much, so Xu Jie asked her to be responsible for selling green vegetables, Ji Yang was responsible for selling eggplants, Tian Yalan was responsible for selling strawberries, Zhang Peng sold tomatoes, Yi Yan sold beans, Zhang Yi sold white radish...

When they arrived at the market, everyone divided the work and cooperated.

With Yi Yan around, who dared to be in a group with Ji Yang? Zhang Peng, who was left alone, went to Xu Jie's group, leaving only two people.

Ji Yang walked forward holding a basket, and would stop from time to time to look at Yi Yan behind him.

She always walked and stopped, and looked at the people next to her from time to time.

A few times, she was almost bumped because she was too absorbed in it. Ji Yang couldn't bear it anymore, so he held the basket with one hand, pulled her arm, and pulled her inside, "Look at the road."

"Go to the front?" Yi Yan stopped and looked at the direction of the intersection, "Go to the front to sell."

There is a market here today, so this generation can set up a stall and no one will care.

"Let's go." Yi Yan turned in a direction and walked forward quickly. Ji Yang looked puzzled and could only follow her.

The cameraman followed.

Yi Yan walked to the intersection, walked down a distance, put the basket on the side of the road, and prepared to set up a stall here.

"There are not as many people here as inside." Ji Yang reminded.

"But most of them come from this side." Yi Yan pointed to the front direction, "We can sell more expensive than others."

Ji Yang: "..."

When it comes to doing business, he can't compare with Yi Yan.

The final result was that the beans she bought were 2.5 yuan per pound, which was 50 cents more expensive than the ones in the market. The eggplants Ji Yang bought were 2.5 yuan, which was also 50 cents more expensive.

There might not be as many people buying as in the market, but it was still early, so he could wait slowly.

They would not go back so early after they were sold out.

The beans and eggplants were very fresh, but they were finally sold out. A girl even looked at him suspiciously. Ji Yang lowered his head, and when the other party paid, she recognized him. She looked at the cameraman hiding on the side, ran to the side and screamed.

The two of them bought a total of 32 yuan.

The rest of the people were almost done. They walked along the other end of the market. It was the first time for Yi Yan to come to such a place, and she was a little curious.

She wanted to look at this and that, but she didn't show any expression on her face and observed secretly.

The street was crowded, and Ji Yang occasionally pulled her, and finally let her walk inside.

When doing this, Yi Yan turned her head and looked at him deeply.

Before Ji Yang could explain, she pointed to the cart passing by him and said, "What is that?"

"Red date osmanthus cake, do you want one?" The old man put down the cart and lifted the white cloth on it.

Red date, red bean and peanuts were placed on the yellow osmanthus cake.

Yi Yan stared at it for a few more times, looked up at him, as if asking, but there was no special expression on her face.

She had no money.

The money was taken away by the program team.

"I don't have any money either." Ji Yang understood what she meant at once, and he was a little embarrassed when he said it.

The money from selling vegetables cannot be touched, it belongs to everyone.

"I don't want to eat it." Yi Yan denied and continued to walk forward.

Ji Yang followed her and secretly glanced at the cameraman a few times, as if he wanted to borrow money.

She walked a little further and came to an old lady's stall. The other party was roasting glutinous rice cakes with charcoal underneath, and they could be roasted on this iron net.

Yi Yan slowed down her pace, and several people were queuing to buy it.

Three yuan each.

She glanced at it several times.

Curiosity and novelty accounted for more. She turned her head and looked at Ji Yang again. The other party handed over a twenty-yuan bill.

"I don't want to eat it." She denied it for the second time.

Ji Yang held out his other hand, which was the sweet-scented osmanthus cake sold by the old man just now. It was placed in a disposable transparent box and was still steaming.

Yi Yan's eyes flashed slightly, and she reached out to take it, "Thank you."

She didn't eat it, lowered her head, and walked forward with it.

Ji Yang quickly gave the money to the old lady next to him, took a baked glutinous rice cake, and followed her footsteps.

He handed her the glutinous rice cake in his hand.

Yi Yan took it without saying anything, and looked at it curiously for a few more times, "What does it taste like?"

"It's mung bean filling, just try it, it's not delicious." Ji Yang stepped forward to help her open the bag.

Yi Yan still finished it.