The street vendor selling the rice cakes grinned warmly and held up four fingers: "Four yuan for a plain rice cake, six yuan for a wine-fernted rice cake."
"Oh, that’s expensive?" ng Li imdiately pouted, looking at the small rice cakes.
They were so small, and considering it was in such a remote, impoverished area, six yuan was really not cheap. Moreover, with such a small piece, you probably wouldn’t even get to savor the taste. To truly enjoy a al, it would cost at least twenty to thirty yuan.
This twenty to thirty yuan... is roughly a day’s food budget.
Usually, as entertainers, they’re used to gourt als, especially those who aren’t thrifty, casually spending hundreds or even thousands on a single al. However, right now, due to the filming limitations, they couldn’t bring money. Each family only had a small amount of cash, which they had to pool together to buy ingredients and even consider transportation costs for the next stop. There were too many aspects to think about, so they definitely couldn’t splurge on such a thing just because they were craving for it.
Seeing ng Li’s face fall a bit, wanting to eat but reluctant to spend, silently tugging at Hao Jin to leave, Hao Jin shoved one hand into his trousers pocket, glanced at the pot of rice cakes again, and said: "The wine-fernted ones, how about twenty yuan for five?"
"No, no, the lowest is twenty yuan for four." The vendor waved his hand: "The cost of making these isn’t cheap these days. We also have to pay managent fees at the market. It’s not easy doing business, young man."
"Forget it, let’s not buy any. We can have so when we visit ho in the future." ng Li pulled him away.
But Hao Jin wasn’t moving and said directly: "Then let’s have four."
He was about to pay.
"Hao Jin, don’t buy them. We only have a little money, and the day just started. We need it not only for food and drinks but for transport too. I won’t eat." ng Li tried to pull him away.
"There’s funding for tomorrow, missing one day won’t make a difference. It’s normal to skip a al or two when dieting and working out. Besides, if my wife wants to eat, I must buy it." Hao Jin stood there, cheerfully handing over the money, much to ng Li’s distress.
ng Li couldn’t help but slap his arm: "Why insist on making eat?"
Hao Jin accepted the freshly packaged rice cakes, took a few toothpicks, then turned back to the others, "Everyone wants a taste? Even if there’s not much, we should try the local specialty."
This was sothing Hao Jin was willing to skip two als during the day just to buy for his wife, so who could bear to actually eat it? They all smiled and told them to enjoy it themselves.
In the end, the whole box of rice cakes landed in ng Li’s hands. She was still glaring at him when Hao Jin pulled her closer and whispered: "I just want you to know, in the entertainnt world, we live the good life—eating and doing whatever we want without restrictions. But even if soday I fall on hard tis, no matter how hard it gets, it won’t be hard on my wife."
The young man stood in the sunlight with a masculine grin, making ng Li’s eyes instantly tear up. She mumbled, "You’re so annoying."
Even as she said that, her eyes and cheeks flushed red; she took a bite of the wine-fernted rice cake, and her eyes lit up with happiness.
Liu Guochun and Fang Lihua, the old couple, were buying vegetables nearby and turned around, smiling at them.
Luo Fang and Xu Qingqing were also busy ahead buying so groceries. Luo Fang turned back and gave Hao Jin a thumbs-up.
Wei Sinan walked in front while Ami followed. It’s unknown if they talked in their rooms that night, but judging by the current situation, they didn’t have much to say to each other. Ami was uncharacteristically silent, no longer so excited.
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