Chapter 696: It Would Be Nice if She Was His Wife

Another man in black replied: "Yeah, that guy must have stepped on dog shit, he actually bought such a beautiful wife for 50,000 yuan."

"Only 50,000?" The man in white was a little unconvinced.

"It's true. I heard that the woman was sick at the time, so she was sold so cheaply. It's really weird. If I had known, I would have gone to the next room to take a look when I went to buy her."

The man in black regretted it very much. He spent 80,000 yuan to buy his wife. Although she looked tall and big, she was a disobedient woman, and she couldn't read a word. The food she cooked was so bad that I wanted to vomit. She was like a dead pig in bed.

The man in white licked his lips, like a hunter seeing the prey he had dreamed of. His eyes never left He Xiyan in front of him. Such a fair and clean girl was rare in the countryside, and she looked very smart and knew how to bargain with farmers and merchants.

It would be great if this was his wife.

He Xiyan pulled Chen Jiahang out of the crowd. They sold a total of 210 yuan. Although it was not much, it was not expensive in this rural area. More than 200 yuan could buy a lot of things.

"Jiahang, can you take me to your town? I want to buy some things." He Xiyan said. Since she came here, she has not left the village yet. She wants to go around and learn more about the place where she lives, and then see if there are any opportunities to make money.

Chen Jiahang nodded, but he soon frowned, as if he realized something, and immediately shook his head and wrote quickly on the notebook: "Yanyan, what do you want? I will buy it back. The town is too far."

He Xiyan looked at what he wrote and pouted in anger. She knew that he was still afraid that she would take the opportunity to find a car and run away.

"I won't run away." He Xiyan pulled his sleeve and said very seriously: "You can't keep not trusting me like this. I will be angry. If I am angry, I will not eat."

He Xiyan spoke like a child. After spending a long time with him, she was gradually influenced and sometimes spoke like a child.

However, this trick was particularly effective for the man in front of her.

Seeing her insistence, Chen Jiahang could only nod, then pushed the bicycle out and let her sit on the back seat.

The town is more than 40 kilometers away from the village entrance, which is quite far. Even riding a bicycle takes two or three hours.

Fortunately, it is still early, the sun has just risen, and it is still early morning.

Two and a half hours later, they came to a small town called Qingshui Town. This town includes 12 villages including Mang Village, with a total population of less than 9,000. This is a very remote town, because in recent years, most young and middle-aged people have left their hometowns for cities, and the population here is still decreasing.

There are only two streets in the town; three schools, two primary schools, a middle school, and about twenty stores selling various daily necessities.

He Xiyan took Chen Jiahang into a stationery store. She bought a fountain pen, several notebooks, and a bottle of ink for Jiahang, and she bought several brushes, paints, some drawing paper, and an easel for herself. The things in this store were cheap, and they only spent a small amount of money.

After buying these, they went into a grocery store and bought a lot of seasonings from the store, soy sauce, light soy sauce, pepper, star anise, cumin... many kinds. These are convenient for cooking in the future.