Chapter 79p1
In the village, Cheng Feiying was ashamed and angry, his face flushed red, he couldn’t bear to face Shi Dingshan again. Eventually, he had to take a detour to another public restroom, splashing cold water on his face several times.
As the heat on his face subsided, his previously overheated brain also calmed down a bit. Only then did Cheng Feiying realize that he should have gone straight back home instead of going from one restroom to another… It must have looked stupid on the live broadcast…
Actually, it did look stupid, but not many people were watching his live stream anyway.
Among the rows of live broadcast screens for the third season of “Where’s Baby Going,” the most popular ones were undoubtedly the ones showing the candied tomato stall at the market.
The business of candied tomatoes was booming, thanks to the efforts of the old lady and the two little girls.
The initial process was still Wei Maomao tricking, oh, persuading a family to buy, then the other two would make and sell while they waited, and when they left, they would be persuaded to buy some pillowcases.
But after a few families bought, the later customers didn’t even need much persuasion from Wei Maomao, they directly lined up in front of the stall.
At first, Wei Maomao thought that the program team’s conscience had finally been found, and the shills were finally working.
But soon, she heard the children in the line talking.
“I want the same size as Wangwang’s! Wangwang has three, I want four!”
“I don’t care! I want one bigger than the one Mao Dan has!”
“Qiqi said it’s so sour and sweet, Grandpa, you should have one too!”
…
After listening for a while, Wei Maomao understood.
Instead of hoping that the program team would find their long-lost conscience, it was better to rely on word-of-mouth advertising among children.
It made sense, the extras for this market wouldn’t be hired from too far away. If they were all from nearby, they would know each other.
And children, they had a strong herd mentality.
She was just a strange little baby sitting here, her salesmanship was average, she had to rely on her acting skills, her mouth was sore from all the slurping, and she could only accurately capture one family at a time.
But these children, if they saw their friends eating something unfamiliar, wouldn’t they want to try it?
Mmm, she loved this kind of organic promotion!
Children’s money was truly easy to earn, both in her previous life and this life, she was grateful for it.
With a line forming, Wei Maomao stopped her sales pitch, went to the back, stuck the half-eaten candied tomato in her hand aside, rolled up her sleeves, and started helping to wash tomatoes.
It was all money, all money~~~
Although she had decided to be a carefree person in this life, the feeling of earning money was truly great.
As more and more children in the market were holding the bright red candied tomatoes, the line in front of the stall grew longer and longer.
Meanwhile, Cheng Rongrong was starting to feel restless.
Earlier, when Cheng Tingyan, Wei Maomao, and the old lady moved all the things from the three stalls away, Cheng Rongrong had gone to check it out. Looking at the pile of things on the stall and the last two candied hawthorns, she immediately understood what they were trying to do.
Dream on, they couldn’t even sell a single tomato at 2.5 yuan per kilogram, and now they wanted to sell candied tomatoes for 5 yuan each? Did they even consider where they were? This was the countryside, did the countryside have that kind of purchasing power? Especially these old folks, they looked so stingy, they had been browsing for a long time, but they didn’t buy anything, they were clearly just bored at home and came out for a stroll.
After hearing Wei Maomao tell the first curious customer the price of the candied tomato and seeing the customer leave in shock, Cheng Rongrong felt that there was no need to continue watching. This was a classic case of a brainwave business idea that would end up bankrupt. She might as well go play with Wang Zhizhi instead of wasting time watching these people mess around.
Yes, play with Wang Zhizhi.
Even though Cheng Rongrong still hated Wang Zhizhi, for Jiang Heye’s sake, she now had to be “good friends” with him. Thankfully, that kind brother who bought her vegetables was truly a good person, not only did he buy everything and give her a reward, he even listened to her and bought all of Wang Zhizhi’s vegetables, making her Wang Zhizhi’s benefactor. Although Wang Zhizhi wasn’t very enthusiastic towards her yet, he wasn’t as hostile as before, not retorting or ignoring her.
Cheng Rongrong understood, Wang Zhizhi, the anti-second-child expert, hated little girls. But it didn’t matter, he couldn’t possibly hate her now, right? After they went back, when she talked to Jiang Heye, he wouldn’t dare to stop her, right?
Her vegetables were sold out, Cheng Tingyan’s vegetables couldn’t be sold. Seventy-something yuan was enough for a good lunch for the three of them. Plus the hundred yuan reward, she could even buy gifts to take back.
Thinking about this, Cheng Rongrong felt that the brother who bought all the vegetables was truly a good person!
The gift for Jiang Heye was the most important, but she couldn’t be too obvious about it, would it be more natural to buy one for Cheng Feiying and then a welcome gift for Jiang Heye, or would it be more reasonable to buy something for each dad and then include Jiang Heye?
Cheng Rongrong returned to Wang Zhizhi, who was helping Wen Jiangyue and Wen Dongyu sell vegetables, and started to ponder her sweet dilemma.
But this sweetness didn’t last long.
The candied tomatoes, big and red, were very eye-catching.
When the first little boy, holding a candied tomato in each hand, walked past Cheng Rongrong, a small piece of her happiness disappeared.
Then…
One, another, and another.
Cheng Rongrong’s happiness disappeared bit by bit…
When she saw an old lady in a headscarf, holding two candied tomatoes, with the little boy following behind her also holding one in each hand, Cheng Rongrong’s happiness was almost completely gone.
Were they crazy?
Five yuan for one tomato, buying four?
Did they have a gold mine at home?
But that wasn’t all…
As more and more children were holding the red candied tomatoes, the childish chatter about this strange tanghulu filled the market.
Where did you buy it… Are there any more… How much is it… How many did you buy… I want one too… Grandma… Grandpa…
The children’s noisy voices surrounded her, Cheng Rongrong abruptly stood up.
“What’s wrong?” Wen Jiangyue, sitting next to Cheng Rongrong, was startled by her sudden movement, she almost fell off the small stool.
“Those children are holding tomatoes, it seems they bought them from my sister and Maomao.” Cheng Rongrong forced a curious expression.
“Maybe.” When the three stalls next to them moved away earlier, everyone had gone to check it out, Wen Jiangyue had also gone to take a look.
“They sold a lot.” Cheng Rongrong ignored the “maybe” in Wen Jiangyue’s words and glanced at her stall. “Sister Wen, you also have a lot of tomatoes, you can’t sell them either, they… how come they… didn’t include you…”
Cheng Rongrong’s voice gradually lowered, as if she was trying to be helpful but also afraid of saying something wrong.
And that wasn’t all, Cheng Rongrong then subtly glanced at Wen Dongyu, who also hadn’t made any sales.
Make a scene, make a scene! Ruin their little business!
But Wen Dongyu looked at her, puzzled. “Why are you looking at me?”
Of course, she was looking at him, the idiot who used to call her “Boss” but was now being ignored. Cheng Rongrong’s lips moved, but before she could start instigating, she heard Wen Jiangyue, who had been silent for a moment, speak.
“Cheng Rongrong… Do you… dislike Yan Yan and Maomao?” Wen Jiangyue’s voice wasn’t loud either, it seemed to carry a similar… hesitation as Cheng Rongrong’s earlier words.
Cheng Rongrong was startled, her eyes widened, but she immediately retorted, “Sister Wen, how could you say that! I like Older sister and Maomao. I just… I just thought that you’re also very close to them usually, but they didn’t include you when selling the tomatoes…”
Wen Jiangyue shook her head. “It’s better to blame yourself than to blame others, it’s better to rely on yourself than to rely on others.”
“It’s normal for you to feel resentful, Sister Wen, don’t blame yourself.” Cheng Rongrong said.
Wen Jiangyue paused, then cleared her throat. “I’m not resentful, the meaning of the saying is in the second part, ‘it’s better to rely on yourself than to rely on others.’ It means don’t place your hopes on others, work hard yourself.”
Cheng Rongrong: “… “
“Sister Wen, you’re so amazing, I don’t even understand.” Wen Dongyu chimed in. “Sister Wen, one more~~~”
Cheng Rongrong: ??? He didn’t even understand, and he wanted more?
“Sister Wen, you’re right, we have to work hard ourselves. I just… I just feel a bit…” Cheng Rongrong racked her brains.
Wen Jiangyue interrupted her. “‘One who doesn’t give or receive favors is self-sufficient.’ You don’t need handouts or gifts, you can satisfy your own needs.”
Cheng Rongrong: … Although she had directly explained it this time, she didn’t want to hear any of this!
“Sister Wen is amazing!” Wen Dongyu clapped. “We can sell them ourselves, we can do it!”
Wen Jiangyue nodded at Wen Dongyu with satisfaction, then looked at Cheng Rongrong.
“You can do it, Sister Wen.” Cheng Rongrong gave up on trying to understand the confusing sentences.
Wen Jiangyue wasn’t very satisfied, but in the end, she swallowed the words she wanted to say, advising Cheng Rongrong not to make assumptions about others.
Forget it, Cheng Rongrong was only three and a half years old, she hadn’t even started school yet, when she started reading, she probably wouldn’t say such things anymore.
“Sister Wen, I didn’t understand the two sentences you said earlier, can you say them again, teach me?” Wen Dongyu moved his small stool next to Wen Jiangyue and sat down, looking at her expectantly.
He didn’t know why, but although he didn’t understand, after hearing Wen Jiangyue’s explanation, he felt it was amazing, it sounded exactly like what he wanted!
Cheng Rongrong could only… watch as these two idiots, who hadn’t earned a single penny, sat together and started studying ancient poetry seriously. One dared to teach, the other dared to learn, were they planning to drink the northwest wind for lunch?
Just as Cheng Rongrong was feeling frustrated by the strange learning atmosphere she couldn’t blend into, the most annoying voice… appeared!
“What are you guys talking about?” Wei Maomao, with a curious expression, stood in front of their stall.
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