Another half hour has passed.
Their small jar of honey still hasnât attracted any interest.
Han Li couldnât take it anymore because Lu Huan, who had just said she was going to rest for a while, was now sitting at the back and didnât plan on coming back. While cooling off, she had even borrowed a villagerâs electric fan, chatting happily with a little girl.
Filled with frustration, Han Li grabbed the honey and walked straight over, looking at Lu Huan expressionlessly.
"Did you just say youâd rest for a while? Iâm not made of iron; I get tired too."
Lu Huan appeared unconcerned, even smiling as she spoke.
"Thatâs why I said you all arenât smart. If customers donât come to us, why donât we go look for customers? Little girl, am I right?"
The little girl was a local villager, her skin dark but her eyes very pure, looking at the two female celebrities before her with a face full of nervousness.
"Little girl, have you seen the drama âKiss Loveâ?"
The little girl thought for a moment, then shook her head.
Upon hearing this, Lu Huan said incredulously.
"Your information is too outdated; you havenât even seen this drama. No wonder you donât recognize me!"
Upon hearing this, the little girl appeared even more nervous, rubbing her hands continuously.
Lu Huan smiled lightly.
"But itâs fine, sis forgives you. You just said your family eats honey too, right? How about I sell this jar of honey to you at a discount so you wonât have to buy more, right?"
The little girl looked at the honey, then cautiously stole a glance at the camera.
"Our family has honey."
"You can buy more even if you have some, like oil, salt, sauces are kept, it wonât go bad in the fridge."
"We donât have a fridge at home."
Lu Huan was a bit shocked, while Han Li couldnât believe it and said.
"Really? You donât even have a fridge at home?"
[??? Are these two out of their minds? Why not eat minced meat?]
[Huanhuan and Lili speak candidly, they donât mean any harm]
[Great, youâve planted the seed of inferiority in a normally happy little girl, well done]
[These two sisters are full of superiority complex, Iâm done watching]
[Some people are just too poor, isnât it? A casual word or expression pricks your sensitive nerve?]
At this point, the little girl couldnât lift her head anymore.
Lu Huan hurriedly offered some comforting words.
"Itâs okay, come play with sis next time, sis will give you a big fridge, okay? Besides, it doesnât matter if you donât have a fridge, honey can be stored at room temperature."
"But, but I, I already have a lot at home."
"Oh, little girl, honey is a good thing, eating more is good for your health; believe it or not, sis is so white all because of eating honey!"
The little girl eventually couldnât resist and nervously took out a crumpled ten yuan from her pocket, handing it to Lu Huan.
Lu Huanâs expression froze when she saw the ten yuan, but she still nodded with a smile.
"Ten yuan is okay; anyway, consider it a gift. Enjoy the honey, itâs good for your skin."
Han Li whispered.
"In the city, a jar like this could sell for over a hundred."
The two took the money and walked away, leaving the girl holding the honey tightly and nervously in her hands, which drew the attention of the live stream audience.
[I find it absurd asking a little girl for money]
[Ten yuan for a jar of honey, isnât it practically giving it away?]
[Exactly, buying natural honey for ten yuan really feels like almost giving it away]
[This canât be criticized; ten yuan indeed isnât much, itâs like buying a snack]
Jiang Lai witnessed this scene while wandering in the market.
The market at the foot of the mountain was small, even smaller than the one she had been selling noodles at before. All the vendors were easily visible, so Jiang Lai immediately saw the two people trading with the little girl.
After Lu Huan and Han Li got the money, they immediately went shopping.
"With only this much, what can I buy?"
Lu Huan sighed with a bitter smile.
"We have to maximize the use of this money even if weâve made a loss in business!"
After speaking, she directly went up to an elderly woman selling eggs by the road and asked about the price. Finding out she could buy ten eggs for three yuan, she was shocked.
"My goodness, everything here is so cheap! Haha, maybe with ten yuan we can actually make a three-course meal!"
Before leaving, Lu Huan playfully urged the elderly woman to give her two more eggs.
Meanwhile, Jiang Lai was about to leave when she saw the little girl sitting at the entrance being hit repeatedly with a stick by an old man.
She frowned.
Where Jiang Lai is, the filming continues, so before walking over, she asked the photographer to follow Qu Yongjia and the others.
Once sure the filming wouldnât capture this scene, Jiang Lai went forward and gently blocked the stick from coming down.
The force wasnât much, just for intimidation.
"Grandpa, this girl is old enough, itâs not right to hit her publicly."
The old man looked up at Jiang Lai, emotionally, he said loudly.
"Ten yuan! Ten yuan wasted by this girl! Vegetables for so many days gone! Weâll starve!"
Jiang Lai looked at the sobbing little girl, her expression calm.
"If it was spent recklessly, thatâs indeed not good. Donât cry, little girl, explain clearly to grandpa how the money was spent."
The little girl sobbed, recounting the events just now; the old manâs reaction was a mix of anger and helplessness.
"Grandpa raised so much honey, and you go buy someone elseâs! Honey is the least valuable here, yet you spent ten yuan on diluted honey! Oh!
"Grandpa, Iâm sorry, I wonât dare next time."
Jiang Lai understood the background and realized the little girlâs grievance.
"Grandpa, Iâm also here for the show; the two who bought the honey know me. If you donât want to buy, you can return the honey to them."
"Itâs not about buying; this honey isnât worth it here! Oh! Everyone has honey!"
Those who sell it, itâs often nearly given away.
The market at the foot of the mountain is resourceful, especially the stunning flower field behind, ensuring every household raises bees seasonally, processing and selling their own.
Finishing, the grandpa brought out a bright yellow bowl of honey from the house.
"See, the house is full of it! Better quality; I canât even give it away! She spent so much for this! You didnât know, her parents work outside, raising a little brother, a lot of pressure.
We barely spend over a hundred a month on food!"
The grandpa kept complaining, while the little girl grew increasingly apprehensive.
She looked about sixteen or seventeen, at a sensitive and vulnerable age.
Jiang Lai pursed her lips, scanning the rural houses.
Bees buzzed around, honeyâs sweet scent filled the air.