Madam Li's Identity Is Exposed Again!-Chapter 755 - Enduring the Instincts of OCD
Chapter 755: Chapter 755: Enduring the Instincts of OCD
Chapter 755: Chapter 755: Enduring the Instincts of OCD
From Commercial Street all the way to the market, Chi Enen fully experienced what it felt like to be a celebrity walking down the red carpet.
The amount of attention they received was overwhelming; it was like flash bulbs constantly going off, with the only missing element being people whipping out their mobile phones to take photos of them.
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But Li Beijue and Baby Chi seemed to take it in stride as if it was just business as usual, unfazed by and not even acknowledging the stares from all around.
Even Nuonuo confidently let those people gaze at her, not showing a hint of stage fright, and, moreover, she was exceptionally excited. She chirped ‘Uncle, Uncle’ with joy while nestled in Li Beijue’s arms, showing great social intelligence. Not only did she sweetly call out to Li Beijue, but from time to time, she also yelled ‘Brother, Brother’ to Baby Chi, who was walking behind, causing the usually smug Baby Chi to beam with joy.
Normally, he’d count how many eggs he ate, but on the road, he actually took the initiative to ask her what brand of milk powder Nuonuo usually drank, willing to spend his own money to buy it for her.
His behavior was nowhere close to the jealous attitude he displayed earlier in the cafe when he questioned her whether she still loved him now that Nuonuo was in the picture.
He was clearly a younger sister controller.
They finally made it to the market.
The man walking in front stopped and waited for her to come over, then lazily asked, “Chi Enen, where should we start buying from?”
This market was the largest nearby, and Chi Enen had only been there once before, just quickly buying some ginger before leaving. As for what each area sold, she had no clue.
After scanning the place, she decided it would be best to look around first, “Let’s start with potatoes; we’ll check out that area over there.”
She pointed to a row of food stalls.
Li Beijue had never been to a proper market before; given his identity, he was never in need of shopping for groceries himself, plus his lack of talent in the culinary arts meant he had no interest in cooking. So, apart from that time in Country W with Huo Yi, when they visited the fruit and vegetable area of a shopping center, this was his first time at a real market.
After visiting a few stalls,
he suddenly turned his head and asked Chi Enen, “Why does it seem like everyone is selling similar vegetables?”
Why does it seem like everyone is selling similar vegetables?
Chi Enen was taken aback for a moment, not having had the chance to respond to such an odd question before Baby Chi interjected, “Because these are the fresh vegetables available this season, of course they are similar.”
Li Beijue furrowed his brows.
If there were only these vegetables, then why not manage it like a supermarket? Plan out who sells what and that way, wouldn’t it be possible to achieve better prices and create more benefits?
He was already unconsciously calculating the feasibility of a cooperative management model for the market in his mind.
Chi Enen had no idea what he was thinking about, and if she knew, she would definitely be speechless. She had discovered a stall that sold the potatoes Baby Chi wanted to eat, along with bean sprouts and garlic needed for boiled sliced pork.
After buying the vegetables, it was time to buy the meat.
Both chicken meat and beef were needed.
Chi Enen methodically purchased the necessary items one by one, and the well-behaved Li Yinuo, who had been looking around from Li Beijue’s arms, suddenly became captivated by the fish in the fishbasin at the fish stall.
“Fish!”
“Uncle, fish!”
She waved her hands energetically, her voice loud.
Li Beijue’s falcon-like eyes glanced over the randomly placed Grass Carp in the fishbasin, and his eyebrows knitted tighter, a hint of distaste flickering in his eyes. Nevertheless, he approached and asked, “Do you like fish?”
“Fish! Fish!” The little girl’s big eyes flittered rapidly, and her small hands waved nonstop, “Uncle, fish…”
Li Beijue’s frown deepened, especially when he saw the fish scales that hadn’t been cleaned off the fishbasin. The instinctual repulsion of his OCD was about to overflow.
