"Looking at this, I want to say, I'm sorry, I'll never diss Fang Miaomiao again. The person my Mantong likes is definitely not bad."
"Add one, ahhhh, saying it again, my Mantong wife is so cute."
Behind the screen, a man with a demonic appearance's gaze was gloomy, his eyes fixed on the bright red bullet comment, "Fang Miaomiao and Mantong are a perfect match, I'm shipping them so hard."
Finally, he took out his phone and made a call.
The call was answered quickly.
"Wen Zhiyan, can you control your wife?"
Wen Zhiyan was silent for a moment before saying, "Cui Tong, are you crazy?"
"Your wife is hugging my wife in broad daylight, and you're calling me crazy now?"
Wen Zhiyan glanced at the doting look of someone on the iPad next to him and sneered, "My wife is more handsome than you."
"You're talking nonsense, I'm the handsome one."
It wasn't him bragging, he had won over his wife with his looks back then.
"Oh."
The simple sentence made Cui Tong feel like he had punched cotton, not only couldn't he vent his anger, but he became even more depressed.
"Your wife hugs people indiscriminately outside, aren't you jealous at all?"
"It's her job, I support it." Wen Zhiyan's slender fingers rested casually on the iPad, a hint of a faint glow flashing in his eyes, "I'm not like you, a resentful husband."
"What did you say?"
Before Cui Tong could finish speaking, he heard the sound of the phone hanging up.
He looked.
Damn it!
Wen Zhiyan actually dared to hang up on him?
Cui Tong was furious, picked up his phone again and kept sending bullet comments like "Cui Mantong is my wife," but they were all pushed down by other comments.
What kind of live streaming platform is this? He's going to acquire it.
Cui Mantong, of course, didn't know that someone was about to turn into a vinegar jar. She leaned into Fang Miaomiao's embrace, and couldn't help but sigh, "So fragrant, why is my Miao Miao baby so good in every way."
"We can make money and then buy seafood to cook," Wen Yan'an suggested.
"What does little friend An'an mean?" Fang Yanhuan asked.
Wen Yan'an glanced at her, slightly displeased, but still explained crisply, "We can invest 200 to buy goods, and then sell them in the town."
"Little brother An'an, you're so smart," Chen Panpan clapped her hands and said.
"But 200 yuan can't buy much, can it?" Chen Jiabao disagreed, "We are by the sea, we can go directly into the sea to pick things. In short videos, many people go tide pooling."
After some discussion, everyone decided to combine the suggestions of the two children.
"Then, who will go collect seafood, and who will go to town to sell things?"
"This..." Shen Jiani was conflicted.
"Mom, can we go tide pooling together?" Chen Jiabao hugged Shen Jiani's arm and pouted, "I want to go tide pooling."
"Okay, okay, we'll go tide pooling with Jiabao."
"Then we'll go too," Wang Qing also said.
"Where are you going?" Wen Yan'an asked softly.
Fang Miaomiao raised her eyebrows slightly, "Where do you want me to go?"
Wen Yan'an lowered his head and remained silent.
"Let's go, let's see if 200 yuan can get us any goods."
Two hundred yuan, the production team wasn't afraid of being stingy to death.
"Sister Mantong, what about you?"
"Of course, I'm with our Miao Miao."
What a joke, if she went with Wang Qing and the others, she was afraid she would be poisoned with passive aggression to death.
"Miss Know-it-all, what about you?"
"Me," Fang Yanhuan's eyes rolled, "Who does Panpan want me to team up with?"
"Of course, with us."
"Exactly, exactly," Chen Jiabao nodded in agreement, "Tide pooling needs many people to collect things. If they can't sell their things then, we'll have more to give them to eat."
Fang Yanhuan pretended to be in a difficult position and smiled, "Sister Mantong, Sister Miaomiao, the children are calling me..."
"Oh, that's good, I thought no one wanted you," Cui Mantong exclaimed, pretending to be embarrassed, "Yanhuan, don't misunderstand, I didn't mean that, don't take it to heart."
Fang Yanhuan forced a smile, "How could I? I joined the travel team, so naturally I have to work together."
"Alright, Yanhuan, we need to set off quickly." Shen Jiani smiled and handed the 200 yuan on the table to Cui Mantong, "Sister Mantong, you all have to work hard too, see you tonight."
"Okay, okay, we guarantee to surprise you."
After a few pleasantries.
Fang Miaomiao and the others got into the car.
Looking at the 200 yuan in her hand, Cui Mantong almost cried, completely losing her earlier ambition, "200 yuan, what kind of goods can we buy with this?"
"Let's go to the seafood market first," Fang Miaomiao dared not make a definitive statement.
"The production team is stirring up trouble," Cui Mantong huffed a few times.
The town was about a thirty-minute drive from Fisherman's Village.
"Hey, why did we stop at the town entrance? Aren't we going to the biggest seafood market?" Cui Mantong asked in confusion.
The driver just shook his head and said nothing.
This made Cui Mantong feel a bad premonition, "Does this mean you expect us to find it ourselves in an unfamiliar place?"
The camera nodded.
Cui Mantong: "..."
Can this world just be destroyed.
"Sister Mantong, let's get out of the car. There's always a way. Let's go down and take a look first."
Although the town was a town, it looked very prosperous, with tall buildings and heavy traffic.
Fang Miaomiao paused for a moment, a slight smile appearing at the corner of her mouth: It seems, roughly speaking, the production team didn't mention any specific instructions.
With this thought, she immediately took action, finding passersby to ask if there were any fun places around.
After getting a definite answer, she ran back to the production team, "I found a more interesting and fun place."
Cui Mantong, relying on her trust in Fang Miaomiao, followed. As for the two little ones, they had no right to speak.
The group turned left and right, arriving at a large open-air market, bustling with people and noisy shouts.
Fang Miaomiao's original intention was to see if she could find something suitable to make money here.
However, a feeling in her heart made her stop.
"What's wrong?" Cui Mantong, who had just been attracted by the lively market, saw Fang Miaomiao standing still.
"I seem to have a feeling."
As she spoke, her body moved uncontrollably towards a stall.
"Little sister, want to play scratch-offs?"
Fang Miaomiao's gaze fell on a scratch-off card.
"Miaomiao wants to play this?" Cui Mantong caught up and said dotingly after seeing clearly, "Scratch it."
"How much is it?"
"Ten yuan per card, the highest prize is 2000."
"So high?"
Cui Mantong's eyes lit up, but she knew her luck probably wasn't that good. Just as she was about to say something, she saw Fang Miaomiao next to her hand out a hundred yuan, "I want this one."
"Alright, little sister."
The stall owner cheerfully returned the change.