Former Cannon Fodder’s Self-help Manual

The vegetable market is crowded with crowds, shoulder to shoulder, Jian Yixian is in a high-set outfit, and when he walks around the vegetable market, his shirt will be squeezed out of shape.

You must know that Jian Yixian's clothes start at six figures...

Speaking of clothes, she remembered that she was wearing Jian Yixian's suit and hadn't returned it to her yet.

If she took out the suit to Jane Yixian and said to her, after we finished exercising that night, I found that my dress was too wrinkled and I couldn't wear it, so I took your suit and ran away, and now I return it to you, It is estimated that she will die on the spot in embarrassment before she can finish speaking.

Xia Changhan resigned himself to forgetting not to give it to her, and just pretended that Boss Jian was doing charity for her... It is estimated that a rich man like Boss Jian would not care about the millions.

Jian Yixian had never been to the vegetable market in the morning, and naively thought that the vegetable market was similar to the fresh food section in a supermarket, with fresh vegetables neatly placed on the counter, and customers strolling around slowly pushing small trolleys on both sides.

She insisted on following Xia Changhan to the vegetable market, but Xia Changhan couldn't resist her, so he had to take her there.

Cao Feng led his bodyguards and drove behind them secretly. From the mirror of Xia Changhan's car, no one was following them, but Cao Feng didn't know that Xia Changhan had a system.

System: "There is a convoy following you."

Xia Changhan fully diverted his thinking, from provoking revenge to kidnapping and tearing up tickets, his brain was extremely rich.

She kicked the accelerator, and the car rushed out with a "boom".

Jian Yixian flickered for a moment, supported his waist and asked, "Why the sudden acceleration?"

Xia Changhan looked solemn: "There are people following us."

Jian Yixian didn't expect to be discovered just after she lied and turned her head around. Jian Yixian usually opened his mouth to tell lies like drinking cold water, but she didn't want to lie to Xia Changhan. Jian Yixian watched In front, he said lightly, "That's my bodyguard."

Xia Changhan: "..." The spirit behind you has been following you.

Xia Changhan thought for a while, turned around and changed his route, and went straight to another morning market.

The two soon arrived at the vegetable market, Xia Changhan stopped the car and turned off the car, and walked towards the vegetable market with Jian Yixian.

Today was the weekend, and there were a lot of people shopping for vegetables. The inside was bustling with people, and the shouting sounded outside.

"Look at our fresh big white radish, juicy like a big girl."

"Old man, come and take a look at these celery, it's fragrant and crisp, with dew on it."

"Girl, take a look at our cucumbers, they are thick and long, they are both delicious and useful."

When Jian Yixian arrived at the door, her footsteps stopped suddenly. There were many people on weekends, people crowded inside, shoulder to shoulder, and there were rotten vegetable leaves on the ground, cabbage gangue, radish sprouts, which were trampled sticky and rotten by people coming and going Xi.

Jian Yixian took a step back subconsciously, and retreated in her heart.

Xia Changhan looked at her without knowing it.

Jian Yixian looked at the crowded morning market, then at Xia Changhan, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go."

Xia Changhan grinned, and took her arm and walked in. She came to this poor vegetable market on purpose, who asked Jian Yixian to lie to her in the morning.

Jian Yixian was holding her arms, and her fingers moved slightly. She was a head and a half taller than Xia Changhan, and Xia Changhan's soft hair could be seen from the side. Jian Yixian lowered his head and gently kissed her on the top of her head. Looking around, it seemed that his head was buried in Xia Changhan's hair, and there was nothing unusual about it. Xia Changhan didn't notice it, and happily walked into the crowd with Jian Yixian on his arm.

Jian Yixian didn't expect Little Dessert to hold grudges so much. Wherever there were many people, she was sweating all over. She only glanced around and didn't buy any food.

Jian Yixian tugged on his crumpled striped shirt, feeling that shopping for groceries was more tiring than negotiating a contract.

"Boss Jian, is it fun to visit the vegetable market?" Xia Changhan asked intentionally.

Jian Yixian pursed her lips, pointed at the aunt who was flipping through the vegetables, and changed the subject: "Why do they all carry small carts?"

It was also the first time Xia Changhan saw her. She thought about it and didn't understand it, so she simply gave up and said to Jian Yixian, "Boss Jian, let's go shopping."

Jian Yixian nodded, Xia Changhan didn't hold her this time, Jian Yixian pushed her glasses and followed her step by step.

Xia Changhan first went to the stall selling onions, ginger, and garlic. The owner of the stall was a man in his thirties.

Xia Changhan picked out a head of garlic and three young shallots, and half a piece of old ginger, and grabbed it in his hand to ask the stall owner to pay.

"Boss, help me figure out how much it is," Xia Changhan said while grabbing the onions, **** and garlic, stretching them out in front of the stall owner who was busy weighing them.

The stall owner glanced at her, said nothing, and continued to press the electronic scale.

Xia Changhan squeezed Jiang's hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "You're back to your senses, boss."

The stall owner didn't wave his hand: "I don't need money to send you off, go and don't delay my work here."

Xia Changhan felt like a beggar.

The stall owner pointed to the woman with big arms and round waists next to him, and said, "We usually sell by the catty. You just buy this little. I don't even bother to weigh it. It's not enough for my bag."

Xia Changhan was stunned to see the woman next to him picking garlic into a plastic bag.

The woman kept putting garlic in the bag, and threw them one by one. After picking out a total of thirty garlics, she put them in front of the stall owner and said, "Pay the bill."

After weighing and paying, put it in the small trolley, pull it away and go to the next booth.

Xia Changhan threw five yuan to the stall owner, and dragged Jian Yixian away in despair.

Xia Changhan didn't even want any bags, so he could only grab the onion, **** and garlic and came to the carrot booth, and asked, "Boss, how do you sell the carrots?"

"Three catties."

Xia Changhan was at a loss as to what three catties meant.

The old man next to him saw a handsome little girl standing in front of the booth in a daze, holding a head of garlic, three shallots and half a piece of **** in her hand, and asked, "My daughter is from the south, right?"

Xia Changhan came back to his senses and smiled: "Yes, sir."

The old man laughed and said, "Three catties means ten yuan and three catties," and he yelled at the boss, "I want twenty yuan."

Xia Changhan was shocked again, she planned to buy only one carrot for soup.

After buying, the uncle gave Xia Changhan two carrots, and said kindly: "My wife is also from the south. It's the first time I come to our northern vegetable market, and I'm not used to it like you. When we buy vegetables in the north, we usually pay by the catty." Or buy it in bundles, if you buy less, the stall owner will find it troublesome and don’t want to sell.”

Xia Changhan thanked the uncle: "Thank you, uncle, I understand."

The uncle waved his hand, pushed the cart and left slowly.

Xia Changhan put on the mask again, bought some vegetables one after another, her hands hurt from being strangled by the bag, and now she finally understood why everyone was pushing this small cart.

In the end, all the vegetables were almost bought, and the only thing left was to sell the meat. As soon as she entered the meat section, she saw a tall and thick man walking out with half of the pork chops on his shoulders. The people next to him seemed to be accustomed to it. There is a new understanding of the vigorousness of grocery shopping.

Soon the food was bought, and when they came out of the morning market, they drove back to Xia Changhan's home.

After arriving home, Jian Yixian rushed into the bathroom without saying a word, stripped off her clothes and began to take a bath.