Chapter 122 Mission (4)

Wang Zisu was stunned for a moment, and then Bo Yan stepped out, blocking his way.

Then take two quick steps to catch up with Xia Siyu.

Outside the villa is a coastal road. On one side of the road is a cliff, and on the other side there are row after row of European-style cottages, and most of them are white.

The blue sky, white clouds, blue sea, white houses, the sky, the earth and the sea are perfectly integrated.

Bo Yan and Xia Siyu walked side by side, and the sea breeze made her skirt flutter. Xia Siyu is always chattering at ordinary times, maybe he is the one who is walking with him now, he has nothing to talk about, so he is very quiet, unintentionally, there is a feeling of peace and stability in this world.

——The barrage I watched also made me feel emotional:

"I admit that I am Yangou, and I actually think these two people are a good match when they stand together."

"With a calf, kick Xia Siyu away, Teacher Bo is so beautiful!"

"YJGJ (there is a Hong Kong sentence), Xia Siyu's appearance is really not bad."

"It's not black, or it's a sugar daddy."

...

All the way to the alley, Xia Siyu was a little lost, when she was about to ask the way, Bo Yan said lightly: "This way."

"How do you know, you navigated?"

Bo Yan didn't answer, Xia Siyu still followed her all the way, and she arrived at the market soon. Bo Yan turned around and said flatly, "I watched your live broadcast yesterday."

Xia Siyu said "Oh" without thinking too much, and went straight into the vegetable market. She now has the eighteen euros left over from yesterday's grocery shopping, and the seventy euros from everyone today.

But she can't use the money indiscriminately, who knows what kind of trouble the show crew will make in the future, it's better to save some money.

Bo Yan followed her into the door and watched her go straight to the barbecue stand, a roast chicken was five euros.

Xia Siyu went to the aquatic product area again. Most of the fish sold abroad are like pork and beef. They give you whole pieces of fish. Looking at the prices ranging from 3 to 20 euros a pound, Bo Yan thought she would buy expensive ones, but Xia Siyu pointed directly at the fish head.

Fish heads are naturally much cheaper than fish meat. The head of this sea fish weighs three pounds, but it only costs ten euros.

She went to the pork stall again, and the stall owner was yelling enthusiastically. She glanced around and saw something that seemed to be unnecessary in a bag in the corner. "I want this," she asked in fluent Sicilian.

Seven pig's trotters, only five euros, plus some leftover vegetables from yesterday, are enough to eat.

Not to mention flimsy words, even the little friends in front of the barrage were dumbfounded by her operation:

"I can't tell, Xia Siyu is quite good at shopping."

"I thought she would buy a grouper for twenty euros a pound! Who knew she would buy a head."

"Are pig's trotters so cheap in Italy? It's less than 1 Euro per piece? It turns out that crooked nuts really don't eat pig's trotters!"

Bo Yan hugged the ingredients, his eyes were a little surprised: "How do you know these things are cheap?"

Although it is common sense, but judging by Xia Siyu's usual IQ, she may not have such a brain.

"It's nothing, you'll know if you buy too much." Xia Siyu said this casually, but suddenly his face changed slightly, and he didn't want to talk more.

Bo Yan sensed it keenly, not to mention there was still a camera shooting behind him, so he didn't say much.

When the two returned, when they reached the intersection of the alley, she was attracted by the bulletin board with many advertisements posted on it.

Xia Siyu turned around: "Our chance to earn a hundred euros has come. The question is, what kind of work do you want to do? Do you want to fish or move bricks?"