That night, Tong Yao's dream was filled with Feng Xi shaking her shoulders and asking her why she didn't update the picture.

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The next morning, Teacher Zhao was the first to get up, rolled his arms around the yard, stretched his legs, completed a simple morning exercise, and then went to the vegetable field.

Overnight, two ridges of fresh vegetables grew in the bare land. The vegetables they planted yesterday were exchanged for ten kilograms of cabbage and five kilograms of spinach. The program team disguised the vegetables as they had just grown from the field without bothering.

The young people didn't get up, and Zhao Ming was happy and moved fifteen kilograms of vegetables back to their yard one by one.

The others woke up and saw the pile of cabbage and spinach in the yard. They were really surprised. The program team did a rare good thing.

Tong Yao didn't eat much last night and didn't want to torture her stomach when she woke up in the morning. While everyone was watching the harvest in the yard, she caught fire alone and cooked a pot of white porridge - using the rice that Fengxi did the task yesterday to exchange for.

As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, the fragrance of the porridge floated outside the house, and a group of people rushed into the kitchen, waiting for feeding.

Tong Yao served a bowl for each of them.

The just-soft softness of the white porridge soothes everyone's empty stomachs, and a group of people took out a drop of the porridge water from the pot.

Feng Xi grabbed two bowls and couldn't help but sigh: "For the first time, I thought the white porridge was so delicious."

Cong Ge was moved and almost cried: "I never want to eat the battered potatoes and pork again."

Others nodded in agreement.

Feng Xi gently touched Tong Yao with his elbow: "The task of cooking in the future will be handed over to Yaoyao, I will follow you."

"Did you call Yaoyao?" Cong Ge pulled away his hand in disgust, "The smelly man stays away from my baby."

Tong Yao: Baby???

A long time later, Tong Yao and Cong Ge have both joined the top actresses. When asked by reporters whether there are any mother fans among their fans, she said Cong Ge's name without hesitation.

Feng Xi likes to fight with her cousin: "I insist on calling you, let's go to the village, and I saw a watermelon field in the village. Combined with the appearance of you and me, the farmers will definitely give us a melon."

Tong Yao shook his head and pointed his finger at the pile of vegetables outside the window: "I'm going to go to the town today to sell some spinach."

Jiang Sheng raised an objection: "What should we eat after selling all the dishes?"

"I haven't finished talking yet, there are only three cabbages in total. We can keep them for eating them ourselves. Spinach is expensive and we can go to the town to sell them. Even if it can only be sold for ten yuan, we can exchange four packs of 300 to 800 pellets. According to the conversion method of the program team..." Tong Yao smiled sly, "We will have endless dishes tomorrow."

Zhao Ming gave her a thumbs up: "Hao."

The guests traveled within the program setting range. The program team equipped them with three electric three-wheelers. The plan was for three men to ride bicycles and the girl sat in the back. In order to do the show effect, Zhao Ming raised his mouth and said when Jiang Sheng first met: "Xiao Jiang, I said before that you are still counting."

Jiang Sheng said: "Of course, count."

"Then I'll take your car."

“…”

Who wants to ride a tricycle to bring a middle-aged man who is almost forty!

She could still accept it if it was Yaohuai or Fengxi.

But the character has been thrown out, so Jiang Sheng could only agree and pretend to let him get in the car with pleasure.

The remaining four people, Cong Ge took the back of Fengxi's car, and Tong Yao went to Yaohuai.

She asked worriedly: "Yaohuai, can you ride a three-wheeled wheel?"

Yaohuai nodded. He would do this. He used to play a small gangster in the movies. During that time, he played three rounds in the crew every day.

Their electric three-wheeled rear bucket was a bit high. Tong Yao wore a pair of seven-quarter jeans, and the pants were not stretchable, so it was a bit difficult to climb up.

Yaohuai saw her legs on top and one leg was thrusting down for a long time, walked over, held her slender waist with both hands, and gently lifted her strength.

The person is in the back seat.

The feeling of being lifted up was a bit strange. Tong Yao was slightly lost. When Yao Huai saw her in a daze, he thought that his actions had offended her. He was immediately at a loss and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm abrupt."

Tong Yao suddenly came back to his senses and said repeatedly: "No, no, no, I don't mind, thank you for helping me."

Yaohuai breathed a sigh of relief and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You're welcome."

He and Tong Yao were very comfortable. Although they had not known each other for a long time, Tong Yao had helped him a lot in the past few days, and Yao Huai thought of her as a friend.

Tong Yao quietly covered his chest. The man who could bear the title of National Male God just put himself on the three-wheeled wheel. She was just immersed in happiness and couldn't extricate herself for a moment. She even asked Yaohuai to apologize to her. What kind of virtue can she be!

Ying, is this Yan Gou's spring?

On the way to the town, the staff led the way at the forefront. They followed several motorcycles carrying photographers around to ensure that they could capture the stars' every move in all directions.

The weather is good today, with a few wisps of smoke-like clouds in the blue sky. The sun was relatively friendly in the morning. The sun was soft and warm when it hit the body, and it would not make people sweat.

The group left the village in circles and arrived at the small town closest to them.

After the car stopped, Tong Yao stood up from the back seat of the tricycle, stepped on the edge of the truck, and prepared to jump down casually.

Yaohuai walked behind the three wheels, thought for a while, and stretched out his arm to her again.

Perhaps because of the rising temperature, Tong Yao's face turned a little red and he whispered: "I can jump down by myself."

Yaohuai: "It's very tall."

Tong Yao: "I can really."

Yaohuai withdrew his hand, but did not walk away, but looked at her from the side.

Tong Yao took a deep breath, leaped gently on the car, landed steadily on the ground, and then turned brightly to Yaohuai like a child asking for praise: "Look, look."

Yaohuai smiled, subconsciously covering her head with his palm, and there was a rare gentleness in his eyes: "Well done."

Tong Yao's eyes widened instantly, and his heart was pounding.

The impact I have suffered in the past few days is more than in the previous twenty years. Yaohuai is always challenging her Yan Gou’s bottom line.

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The traffic flow in small towns is not large. During non-holidays, only housewives and some elderly old men and ladies come to the vegetable market. The program team greeted people near the vegetable market in advance, hoping that they would treat all celebrities as normal people, and they could not use the method of taking photos to exchange money for supplies.

Then, the staff took a secret camera to pretend to be a passerby and sneaked into the crowd to shoot to avoid causing commotion.

For the sake of the show, the director team specially rented a stall in the vegetable market. However, compared with other stalls with a wide variety, they only sold spinach alone, and the number was pitifully small.

Jiang Sheng felt embarrassed and used the excuse to explore the way, so he ran to another place.

Zhao Ming was too young and was willing to go out of his way. He sat on the stall and shouted.

"Fresh spinach, auntie, come and have a look, and it is guaranteed to be of good quality and cheap."

Tong Yaozhen had been a small vendor, but Jiang Sheng was not there. She let go of Zhao Ming and shouted to the aunt not far away, "Spinach is processed, six yuan per pound, twenty-four yuan, you can take all of these."

When the aunt was shouted by her, she walked towards them with interest.

Feng Xi felt something was wrong and whispered: "We only seem to have four kilograms to sell."

Tong Yao said: "That's right."

"Isn't it completely cheap for you to sell twenty-four yuan?"

"Yes, I only said to deal with it, but I didn't say to deal with it cheaply."

Zhao Ming nodded at her with appreciation. Among these young people, she is the smartest.

The spinach was sold out quickly. They were all beautiful girls and young men. They were crowded with each other. It was difficult to not be conspicuous. Some aunts even recognized Zhao Ming, who had been on the Spring Festival Gala many times, and came over to talk to him enthusiastically.

The trouble is that some young people passing by recognize these stars, took out their cell phones and went forward to take pictures and asked for autographs, but were stopped by the staff guarding nearby.

There will be no passers-by in the camera, and everyone looks as usual and goes to the vegetable store.

Feng Xi walked at the end, looked at the crowded people around him, and sighed: "I am singing on the spot now. How much money can I make? If I have money, I will never have to look at the director team's expression."

Hearing his muttering, Tong Yao asked casually: "Don't you mind street performance?"

Feng Xi said: "No, I often came out to sing during my college years. Every time someone gave me money, I felt very accomplished. Unfortunately, my talent for singing was finally overshadowed by my acting skills, alas."

“Does singing require professional equipment?”

"Speakers, guitars, microphones, these are the most basic ones."

"Okay, wait for me."

Before Feng Xi could ask her what she was doing, Tong Yao had already run away. When the people in front saw her leaving the team, they had to wait for people to come back together.

Tong Yao’s destination is an inconspicuous piano store on the roadside.

Soon, the owner of the piano store smiled and moved the audio equipment out, and Tong Yao followed behind with a guitar in his arms.

Feng Xi was stunned.

The boss placed the thing in front of the piano store and asked Tong Yao: "Can you please put it here? Girl?"

"Okay, thank you, I'll let them come."

Tong Yao waved his friends to come over and handed the guitar to Feng Xi: "Come on, sing."

Feng Xi was holding the guitar and was a little confused: "Isn't it a violation of the rules to make money like this?"

Tong Yao stretched out a finger and shook it in front of him: "What the program team said is that you can't bring your own funds, and you can't exchange personal belongings for money. You didn't say you can't make money in the program."

Feng Xi was relieved and happily started to debug the guitar. After becoming famous, he not to mention singing on the street, even shopping became a problem. As a rare opportunity, he chose a song that he was very serious about.

The crisp string sound slowly flowed out from the boy's hands.

The music is restrained by the noise of the street, and Feng Xi is not always smiling when singing, which makes him look gentle and quiet, which is more in line with his second male image in the play, infatuated, gentle and calm. If you have seen it, you will be the white moonlight for the rest of your life.

Passers-by held their cell phones and rushed to take pictures of Fengxi's rare singing scenes.

Tong Yao silently took out the jar and put it next to him, walked to his friend and whispered: "Each person takes one dollar and throws it into the jar, remember to go separate."

Everyone: "..."

Why are you so skilled?
Chapter completed!