Just as Bai Wen grabbed the upper opening of the snakeskin bag, he stumbled, and the heavy bag hit the ground directly, "My mother, it's so heavy!"

He really didn't expect that the snakeskin bag in front of him would be so heavy.

"Old classmate, you've been a boss for a long time and haven't done much physical work, so it's hard to catch it." Chen Ping'an joked, then he grabbed the snakeskin bag with one hand, walked to the back of the car, and put the things in the trunk.

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After a while, he got into the passenger seat of the SUV and looked at the already rotten rearview mirror. "How much does this cost? I'll pay you."

Bai Wen held the steering wheel with both hands, with a proud smile on his face, "This time it's mainly my fault. I left in a hurry. Don't worry, you don't have to pay. I know a friend who can repair it himself for not much money."

When Chen An'an saw that Bai Wen had no intention of letting him pay, nor did he show any distress, he nodded, "Just take me to the market gate later."

"No problem." Bai Wen agreed readily. He looked at Chen An'an out of the corner of his eye and said, "Old classmate, there are not many classmates who are still developing at home these days. I can't help it. There is a paper factory at home, but you still

You're young, why don't you go outside to develop?"

"Outside? What fun is there outside? I still like to be in our small county town." Chen Ping'an shrugged and answered with a smile.

Bai Wen nodded, thinking that Chen Ping'an didn't seem to be doing well, "Old classmate, if you are bullied by others at home, just call me. There are many things in the county that I can solve."

"Oh, is that so?" Chen An'an thought of the village bully Chen Long, but he still didn't know what Chen Long wanted to do with him, so he smiled and said, "If I really need your help, don't dislike me.

Woolen cloth."

"No problem. Don't you see how close we were when we were kids?"

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The two chatted for a long time until Chen Pingan got out of the car and Bai Wen drove away.

There is an area with stalls in the town. During the festival, those selling herbal medicines and buying medicines will gather there. It is considered an unwritten Chinese medicine trading market.

Chen Ping'an arrived a little late. The open space on the roadside had already been occupied and there was no room for him to set up a stall.

At this time, at a roadside stall, an uncle in his forties or fifties saw Chen Anping walking over. He found that Chen Anping was carrying a full snakeskin bag on his back, and soon learned that Chen Anping was also preparing to come here.

Drug seller.

"Boy, the stalls here are fixed. Even if you come early, you won't be able to get a seat. I advise you to go back quickly and stop doing business here."

As the saying goes, peers are enemies. The uncle who suggested that Chen Anping leave quickly was obviously unwilling to add another competitor here.

Chen An'an stood in front of the uncle's stall. He rolled his eyes and began to look for He Shi's stall.

He doesn't sell many types of traditional Chinese medicine, so there's no need to imitate the uncle in front of him, who set up a stall three meters long and one and a half meters wide, with fifty or sixty kinds of medicinal materials on display.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an discovered that there was about half a meter of empty space next to the uncle. He walked over and placed his snakeskin bag on the open space.

"Boy!" At this moment, the uncle yelled at Chen An'an, "This is the aisle, don't even think about setting up a stall here!"

There are five or six stalls selling herbal medicines here. The rest of the place has already been occupied by them. Only this so-called aisle can still set up stalls.

"This area is a public place, why can't we set up a stall?" Chen Ping'an looked calm. After placing the snakeskin bag on the ground, he began to untie the rope tied to the bag.

The uncle's face instantly darkened, and he choked on what Chen An'an had just said.

He was sitting on a small red plastic bench, holding a white cigarette in his mouth, crossing his legs, and keeping his eyes on Chen An'an, "Boy, if someone passes by later, you have to get out of the way!"

At this moment, a passerby happened to want to cross here. The uncle yelled at Chen Ping An, "Have you seen it? Get out of the way quickly!"

Chen Anping turned sideways, leaving about a body space, just enough for pedestrians passing by.

Seeing that Chen An'an was honest, the uncle showed a satisfied smile, and then continued to smoke and play with the smartphone in his hand.

After the pedestrians left, Chen Ping'an took out a piece of red cloth, folded it into a rectangle, and placed it on the ground.

He took out a dozen red plastic bags from the snakeskin bag, placed them on the red cloth, opened the seals of the bags, then squatted down and started to walk.

The snakeskin bag on his back also contains a lot of traditional Chinese medicine. Only a part of each type of traditional Chinese medicine needs to be put out.

"I only sell a little bit of Chinese medicine. You have the nerve to come here. Boy, you can't sell Chinese medicine like this." At this time, the uncle next to Chen An'an began to sneer.

By driving Chen Ping An away, there will be one less competitor, and business will be better.

Chen Anping ignored the nosy uncle beside him. He took out his mobile phone and started to view short videos.

Just when I opened the short video, a young man doing Tai Chi at night appeared on the screen.

The corners of Chen An'an's mouth twitched because he discovered that this young man was himself!

180,000 love points, 100,000 star collections, 10,000 comments...

“So many people have seen my video!”

Chen Anping never expected that he would actually become an Internet celebrity in the eyes of others...

But, can this internet celebrity be monetized?

Chen Ping'an has never done this before, so he doesn't know if he can make money.

But it doesn’t matter. When you go back, you can use your mobile phone to record videos of yourself exercising and then post them online. Whether you can become an Internet celebrity depends on your luck.

"Damn it, this kind of god-man actually appeared in our town!"

At this moment, Chen An'an heard the laughter of the uncle running the stall next door.

Chen An'an didn't want to look at this annoying uncle anymore, but the old man's hearty laughter from time to time had influenced Chen An'an to watch short videos.

He turned his head and saw that the uncle was watching his video the whole time.

Chen Anping discovered that since he started exercising on the basketball court, countless short videos of him had been recorded by uncles and aunts in the village and posted online.

"But...the special effects are so realistic. If I hadn't had good eyesight, I would have been fooled by this kid..."

Chen Anping frowned. Do you need to add special effects when you exercise? They are all real!

Just when Chen Anping was about to remind this person to keep his voice down, a woman wearing a Nizi coat came over.

Chen An'an and his uncle looked at the woman almost at the same time.

The woman has a bun and a slightly small head. The skin on her face is surprisingly fair and looks very clean without any impurities.

The most memorable thing is her heavy chest, the size of a small watermelon, which looks very oppressive.

"Girl, what do you want to buy?" The uncle smiled, hurriedly put the mobile phone into his pocket, and rubbed his temples with his two dark palms, as if to refresh his not so clear mind.

Finally, the woman stood in front of the uncle's stall. She squatted down, stretched her neck, and used her white and slender fingers to rummage for something in a red plastic bag.
Chapter completed!