There were crowds of people in the market, and shouts were everywhere. Stickers such as braised chicken, roasted duck, fried food, etc. were everywhere. Although it was already past the morning market, it was still lively.

When the uncle brought Yan Luo and others in, he saw three other groups of guests just a few steps inside the gate.

"Little sister, this crab costs a lot? Is it okay?" An aunt holding a vegetable basket in her hand asked Rong Youyou.

Yuyou carefully broke her fingers, and then retorted with a slight voice, "No, grandma, it costs 21 yuan."

A pair of big, watery eyes were full of sincerity and seriousness, which made the aunt laugh, "Baby, you sell for 21 yuan for this crab, but grandma can't give you 23 yuan?"

Rong Youyou thought for a while, shook her head slowly, "No, it costs 21 yuan."

Rong Yuyan hugged her silly daughter with a funny look and said to the aunt with a smile, "You'll just look at it if you look at it."

The aunt paid, took the crab and left.

Yan Luo was happy and poked Yan Xingyu who was watching the fun next to him, "Dad Xingyu, don't laugh at others now. Maybe you will be worse than others by then."

Yan Xingyu let out a "hum" with his nose, "You don't know that when I was in middle school, my math scores were among the best!"

Yan Luo encouraged and clapped his hands perfunctorily, "It's great, it's a pity that I've returned it to the teacher as soon as I graduated from high school, right?"

Yan Xingyu: "..."

It's so scary!

He quickly changed the subject, "Let's say hello first."

Leading by Wei Wenwen, the group walked to their stall. Yan Luo looked around, "Auntie, why are you the only one group? Where are the other groups?"

"Sister Luo Luo!" The little girl was so excited when she saw Yan Luo.

Rong Yuyan replied with a smile: "They said they could not put all the eggs in one basket, so they divided them into four groups and placed them at four different entrances and exits."

She looked behind them curiously again, "What are you selling? Where are your things?"

Yan Luo said concisely: "Let's go to the stall first and then move things."

Time was tight, so Yan Luo and his group bid farewell to Rong Yuyan, stepped on a little bit at the stall, and then returned several times before moving a few baskets of radish and cabbage to the stall.

Fortunately, this uncle's stall still comes with a store, so you can put the extra radish and cabbage in it.

The radish and cabbage were placed on the large table in the stall. Yan Luo and others had nothing to do, so they could only carry a chair and sit with their cheeks, holding their cheeks to look at the customers coming and going.

There are many customers buying groceries, but there are many people selling them, and they are all gathered together. There is a reason why Yan Luo’s business is bleak.

There is also a fatal problem.

Yan Luo's group is extremely swaggering in terms of appearance and equipment.

There are two photographers and two machines in front, back, left and right, which is very eye-catching.

The storefront is Yan Luo with red hair and Yan Xingyu with gray hair, as well as Xiao Yan Wang, who has a stern face in the middle, who can't find it without looking carefully, and two adults sitting in the back.

With three children, they are all very good-looking, and they look like they are-

Not like a serious vegetable seller.

Passersby suddenly realized that this was a star shooting, standing around watching, and did not dare to get close to buy.

As for celebrities, just look at it. What if the things sold are expensive and they are yelling at the price, what should they do if their wallets are assassinated?

Gradually, there were more and more onlookers, surrounding them in a circle.

After a long time, Yan Luo sighed deeply, "The business is really bleak."

Yan Xingyu held his chin, "I think I'm a monkey."

Yan Luotuo's chinshen replied, "Be confident and remove the 'as if'."

But no, it was just the people around who threw bananas to them and ate them.

Yan Luo decided to send Yan Xingyu to take the initiative, "Singyu Dad, go and turn the onlookers into customers."

"good!"

Yan Xingyu stood up fiercely, his eyes around him were as sharp as a raging one, which made him feel shy. He sat down quietly and said to Yan Luo in a low voice, "I'm sorry~"

"Why are you so cute, even more beautiful than our little princess of the Yan family." Yan Luo gave him a blank look.

"It depends on me."

Yan Luo opened his voice: "Selling radishes-selling cabbages-selling radishes-selling cabbages-selling cabbages-selling...carrots...

The people around him remained motionless, and their expressions did not change.

Her voice became quieter and softer, and the slight mosquitoes roared, and finally disappeared.

She has a little social awesome, but not much.

Yan Luo was a little autistic, tilted his head, and his forehead was pressed against Yan Wang's small shoulder, and he didn't care about this difficult movement. Her cervical pain was hurt. "It was so embarrassing - they seemed to be watching a fool."

Yan Xingyu mocked, "Be confident and remove the 'as if'."

Yan Luo felt like the highest monkey on Monkey Mountain, and was furious at the crowd watching it. As a result, hey, they ignored you at all.

She redefined her social level. She may not be neither the "social terror" of social fear, nor the "social terror" of social fear, nor the "social terror" of social awesome.

She transcends the six realms and ascends to the Immortal of Pure Land. She should be a "social awkward".

It means working hard to socialize and trying to ease the awkward atmosphere, but it turns out that no one pays attention to you at all. In the end, the awkward atmosphere has not eased, but has become even more awkward, and it has made myself embarrassed.

Applicable scenarios are classmate reunions, friendship scenes, friends of couples who quarrel and break up...

I don’t know if Yan Luo’s shouting had worked, but an uncle finally asked in the crowd, “Girl, how do you sell this cabbage?”

Yan Luo... Yan Luo doesn’t know either!

Yan Xingyu had no idea, so he spoke tentatively, "30?"

The crowd was gasping for a breath.

Yan Luo hurriedly said, "Dear uncles and aunts, children's words are kidding, wait a moment."

The man was a teenager until his death, and Yan Xingyu was not dead yet. He said he was a child Yan Wuji, who should not be struck by lightning, right?

Yan Xingyu silently took out the mobile phone sent by the program team, opened the browser, and typed in the search box "How much does a pound of cabbage cost?" "How much does a pound of carrot cost?"

Yan Xingyu had the answer in his hand and spoke confidently, "Capaya is one pound, one pound, five! Carrots are two pounds!"

It doesn't seem expensive?

The people around you looked at me and I looked at you. The first person came out to buy it, and then people came forward one after another.

The business is booming.

Even the few idle people behind were pulled out, so they could barely support enthusiastic customers.

In the busy life, there is also an aunt who is enthusiastic about marriage.

"Young man, are you married?"

Yan Xingyu was busy: "No, but there are two children."

He touched the heads of Yan Luo and Yan Wang who were busy beside him with relief.

The aunt's eyes flashed and she kept silent about marriage.

【Which vegetable market is it! I want to meet by chance!】

[That's right, I'm showing off, I'm the mother of the little lord and Wangzai.]

[He is handsome, and my two children and I are still herding cattle at home.]

[Nonsense, it was me, I gave up my family for my own career. In order to wait for me to come back in the village, Brother Xingyu took on the burden of the family alone, raised children, and returned from my studies. We were four of us in our family.

Reunion after speaking.]

【Add me! Our family of five is reunited.】

【Our family of six.】

【Family of seven!】

【Eighth!】
Chapter completed!