The Female Celebrity Transmigrated into the Daughter of Her Arch Nemesis

Chapter 29

So, what medicine is the director selling at heart?

The time goes back to 5:30 in the morning.

"Brother Ji Mochen...Brother Ji Mochen..."

The staff knocked on Ji Mochen's door carefully, while the other few dads were also woken up at the same time.

"What's up?" Ji Mochen opened the door with a sleepy face.

"You need to get ready to go buy ingredients for Ruo Ruo today."

Ji Mochen: ???

5:30 in the morning to buy groceries? Which supermarket opens so early?

"The other dads are already on their way here. You may need to hurry up a little," the staff member said. "If you miss the morning market, Ruo Ruo will have to go hungry today."

Upon hearing this, Ji Mochen instantly sobered up and immediately closed the door to start washing up.

By the time he tidied himself up, the other dads had just arrived at the door. Among the families, Ji Mochen's family lived closest to the village entrance, so the director asked everyone to gather at Ji Mochen's door.

"The dads have all arrived. Here is the situation: Baijin Village is quite special. There is no supermarket or convenience store here. Most of yesterday's ingredients were shipped in advance by the program team, plus some purchased from fellow villagers. But starting today, the dads will have to get up early themselves to buy ingredients for the babies. Every day from 5:30 to 6 am, a hawker will pass through the entrance of Baijin Village in a three-wheeler. If you miss it, then the child and dad will have to go hungry for the day."

The village chief spoke while walking with the dads towards the village entrance. At that time, the program's purchasing team was also selecting goods from the hawker's three-wheeler.

"The program team will pay for today's groceries first. Dads, please buy according to your needs. Starting tomorrow, the cost of purchasing ingredients for the day will depend on the dad's labor and competition earnings from the previous day."

After speaking, the village chief gave each dad... twenty yuan.

"Only twenty?" All the dads were shocked.

What can you do with twenty yuan?

"Is there any more?" The hawker was about to start the vehicle.

"There is, there is, there is!!" Ji Mochen was the first to react.

No kidding, he wouldn't let his own daughter suffer.

"How much are the eggs?" Ji Mochen originally thought that twenty yuan was too little, but buying a few eggs should be enough for today. He would let Ruo Ruo make do first. After he works hard to win games and save up money, he will buy better ingredients tomorrow. But who would have thought—

"1.8 each."

"!!" So cheap?!

Ji Mochen was instantly shocked. Clearly, this price made the man who never bought groceries and ate basically high-quality ingredients at home extremely surprised.

"1.8?!" Ji Mochen looked incredulous.

But he didn't know that his tone made the hawker think he found it expensive, so...

"Alright alright, these two are a bit smaller, I'll give them to you for 1.7..."

Ji Mochen: !!!!

Such cheap ingredients, he can actually bargain?!

Damn, this is really—

"We have five children. I'll take five, how about eight yuan total?" Ji Mochen went for it, instantly shocking the other dads who also don't cook much.

Lin Yan the milk dad reacted the fastest, immediately chiming in, "Go lower, we'll come to buy vegetables every day for a period of time. We mainly want the kids to eat well."

"...Fine fine, but you can't tell others, or it'll be bad for my business in the future."

"Of course, brother. You're so accommodating, how could we ruin your reputation? In the future, let's keep it between us, eh." Ji Mochen immediately called the hawker "brother" and sealed their brotherhood. "Bro, how much is the meat?"

"That is..."

Seeing Lin Yan and Ji Mochen bantering and saving five cents, the other three dads immediately thought... gotta hug those thighs tight!

The director brushing his teeth behind the monitor chuckled.

Look look, isn't this great for the show effect?

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