The eldest lady became popular in the farming variety show

The three people continued to move forward in the direction of the crowd.

Yan Jie said coldly: "Sister Xi, your things have filled up a snakeskin bag. I will carry them back for you first."

Jiang Hexi squatted in front of the bamboo handicraft stall, picking and choosing, and said without turning his head:

"I'll buy some herbs and a foot bath tub later, and you can pack everything up and take it back with you."

"Where is the herbalist?"

Jiang Hexi heard his impatient tone, turned his head to look at him, and calmed him down:

"I will stop by the herbal medicine stall when I see it. Shopping is all about immersive experience. Don't rush me."

Yan Jie insisted, "Just tell me where the stall is."

"What do you want to do?"

"You'll end up there sooner or later anyway."

Yan Jie said confidently: "I will be waiting at the end. There is no need to follow you around the street with a tattered snakeskin bag."

After hearing this straight man's speech, Chai Fei looked at Yan Jie in silence and shock and said:

"King Yan, you deserve not to have a girlfriend."

Jiang Hexi confirmed again and again: "Are you really going to wait for me in front of that herbal medicine stall?"

Yan Jie gave her a reassuring look, "Yes, I'll be waiting for you there."

Jiang Hexi stood up from the bamboo weaving stall and led him forward, straight to the herbal medicine stall.

Yan Jie, carrying a snakeskin bag in one hand, followed her all the way to one of the noisiest stalls in the market, and then stopped stiffly.

There was a continuous shouting from the loud speaker:

"It's free! We have kudzu root, motherwort, honeysuckle, and snake grass. We only have betel nut flower, cranesbill, pine parasitic, and violet yedoensis here. Our ancestral medicinal wine for injuries is guaranteed to cure all kinds of injuries. Don't miss it if you pass by!"

Yan Jie was so shocked by the rough hawking voice that his soul was scattered.

Chai Fei nearly died of laughter. With only one breath left, he leaned against the glass door of the supermarket and laughed until his stomach hurt.

Jiang Hexi raised his chin, pointed to the herbal medicine stall in front of him, and said seriously:

"Here, this is the herbal master, stand next to him and wait patiently."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Yan Jie grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

Before he could say anything, he saw her laughing so hard that she fell to the ground in front of him. He was immediately furious:

"Why is this old man making so much noise in the market? How can his ears bear it?"

"Mr. Herbal is hard of hearing, so he didn't react to the sound."

Yan Jie said venomously: "I suspect his ears were deafened by this loud speaker."

Chai Fei's abdominal muscles, which had just relaxed, were hit again by this sentence, and he laughed so hard that they hurt.

Jiang Hexi saw him put down the snakeskin bag and walk a few steps to the stall to turn off the loud speaker. She quickly stopped him and said:

"You can't just turn off this speaker. If you make the old man angry, he will beat you all over the street with the sole of his shoe."

"You saw it?"

"The village chief said so. If you don't believe me, you can try it."

Yan Jie glanced at the old man with gray hair and beard, and saw him sitting motionless on the stool. After trying his best to endure it, he convinced himself that it was better to mind his own business and did not turn off the loudspeaker.

He urged, "Buy the herbs quickly and I'll bring them back for you."

Jiang Hexi nodded in agreement, and the first thing he did when he walked up to the stall was to turn off the herbal medicine seller's loud speaker.

She shouted in a broken dialect at the top of her voice:

"Buy some herbs, don't fight!"

The herbal medicine man looked at her with a smile, as if he understood what she said, and did not pull out his shoe to hit her.

Yan Jie was once again shocked by her outrageous actions. He was so angry that he couldn't let out a breath of anger. The blood in his body was stagnant and his hands and feet became numb and swollen.

Chai Fei couldn't laugh anymore. He squatted on the ground, holding his stomach, and couldn't get up for a long time.

[The King of Faces looks just like my husband when he accompanies me shopping, with a look of despair on his face. ]

[Yan Wang Shopping Method: You wander around slowly by yourself, and I will wait for you at the end. This is simply the advanced stage of straight male cancer. ]

[Gossip sister is the other me in the world. Sister Xi plays the King Yan around in circles. It's so funny hahahahaha. ]

[Ximei was sincere when she advised Yan Wang not to turn off the loud speaker, but the first thing she did when she got to the stall was to turn off the loud speaker because it was too noisy! How can this be so double-standard and funny! ]

Jiang Hexi strictly followed the secret foot-bathing recipe given by the village chief as he squatted in front of the stall picking herbs.

There is a name tag in front of each medicinal herb. She looks for it one by one according to the labels, grabs the right amount of herbs, weighs them, and then packs them into plastic bags before going on to grab the next herb.

The old man sat on a low stool and let her exercise her freedom to buy herbal medicine on her own and buy whatever she wanted.

After Jiang Hexi packed the bags of herbs into a snakeskin bag, he took the prescription to pay the old man.

Before she could figure out what was going on, the old man called out to her:

"Twenty-seven dollars and eighty cents!"

Yan Jie and Chai Fei both looked at the old man in surprise.

Jiang Hexi took out thirty yuan and stuffed it into the old man's hand happily, "No need for change."

The old man happily put the money into his pocket and sat back on the stool motionlessly.

Jiang Hexi turned on the loudspeaker again and led the group out.

Chai Fei asked in confusion, "Why is the old man selling herbs alone? Where are his family members?"

"His son is very busy raising chickens in the mountains and has no time to come and look after the stall. Whenever there is a big market in town, he asks the old man to come and look after the stall. The people around are all familiar villagers, and no one dares to bully the old man."

Jiang Hexi remembered something and reminded them again:

"The village chief said that unless you are buying goods, you cannot turn off the stall owner's loud speaker. Otherwise, not only will the stall owner hit you with his shoes, but the ignorant villagers around will also come with carrying poles to help beat you."

Yan Jie's expression became even uglier after she specifically reminded him of this.

Chai Fei couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that you can't just go to the big market in town whenever you want. You need someone you know to take you there."

Jiang Hexi took the two of them to a grocery store in a deep alley and bought two foot bath buckets.

On her way back, she passed by an old noodle shop. When she smelled the fragrance, her legs and feet seemed to be rooted to the roots and she couldn't move.

"Sister Gossip, what kind of beef noodles is this? It costs twenty-five yuan a bowl. I want to go in and see what's going on."

"You have no money left, so how can you afford to buy noodles?" Chai Fei laughed at her.

"Don't you still have money?"

"I only have thirty left, I can't afford to buy you a bowl of beef noodles."

Jiang Hexi stood in the busy market, looking back at Yan Jie, her clear eyes filled with tenderness, and she said with a bright smile:

"Prince Yan, please treat us."