The strongest all-around superstar

Chapter 50

Song Meimei's family concept is very old-fashioned. In order not to cause gossip, Yang Liu did not sleep in the guest room, but chose to stay in the nearest express hotel to rest.

At five o'clock in the morning, he opened his eyes on time, and after simply wiping his face, he put on a mask for a morning run, and then headed for the farmers' market not far away.

It was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and there were not even a dog on the road, but the market was already crowded with people.

If you want to be a successful "son-in-law", you must know a lot of things, and helping the mother-in-law to buy vegetables is one of the compulsory courses.

Only by getting up so early can we choose the best quality ingredients.

As a result, a series of god-level dialogues continued to be staged in front of each booth.

Yang Liu: "I want the rooster inside!"

Chicken seller: "Boss! The cage is so big, how do you ask me to catch it? Isn't it the same for the ones outside? They are all free-range!"

Yang Liu: "What do you know? Look at other chickens that are half dead, but this one's eyes are so lively! You see, you see, it squeezed towards the hen! It fully shows that it still maintains a flower girl's heart when it is about to die. How strong is its heart! A strong heart has a strong body! A strong body has better flesh!"

Chicken vendor: "..."

Vegetable farmer: "Brother, my super-grade green vegetables are just as good as the old man, ten yuan a bundle, and the quality is first-class... I don't know what you are picking there?"

Yang Liu: "I'm picking which bundle is heavier!"

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Fishmonger: "Comrade, you've been squatting there for half an hour! I don't even know what you're waiting for. Dead fish are cheaper, but look at them alive and kicking, and they might not die in a while!"

Yang Liu: "I'm observing their swimming posture, scales, fin lines..."

Fishmonger: "Excuse me, are you picking koi or grass carp?"

Yang Liu: "Usually, people with good appearance will pay special attention to the maintenance of the body, keep the body and mind happy, and when the mood is good, the meat will not be sour. I think the same is true for fish..."

Fishmonger: "The things are not for sale! Seeing you, I suddenly feel bad!"

willow:"……"

Stall owner: "Dude, take a look, green eggs! How festive they grow! No one in the whole market praises our eggs!"

Yang Liu: "I'll pick it up!"

The stall owner: "Uh, these are indeed just ordinary eggs! Not golden eggs! You have already selected eight boxes, and you are not as careful as you are with Wenwan walnuts!"

Yang Liu: "I'm picking fresh eggs produced within two days!"

Stall owner: "Damn it! My god! Why don't you teach me how to choose?"

Yang Liu: "No, I watched for a long time, and found that you don't have the roots of wisdom, brother..."

The stall owner: "..."

After successfully driving a group of small businessmen crazy, Yang Liu was full of ambition and briskly rushed back with a full load of ingredients.

"Ding dong!" "Squeak!"

When Mother Song opened the door, she said in surprise, "Xiao Yang? You got up so early!"

Yang Liu said: "Oh, hello, Auntie! I went to the market to buy you some vegetables and some breakfast. It's so cold, isn't it afraid of your hard work?"

Mother Song looked at the heavy things in his hands, and couldn't help being moved: "Hey, what a shame, you are a guest!"

Yang Liu said with a smile: "You mustn't be polite, junior, you have to work hard... Jiajia hasn't gotten up yet, right?"

Mother Song took the ingredients and said: "The bathroom is washing your face and brushing your teeth! Come in quickly!...Look at this fat chicken! Xiao Yang is really capable!"

Yang Liu said: "Hey, it's still hot for breakfast, hurry up and have a bite!"

He could clearly feel that Mother Song's attitude towards him had changed a lot. If yesterday's politeness was just coping, then today's enthusiasm came from the heart!

Handsome, wealthy, talented, and diligent, who doesn't like such a son-in-law?It's hard to find even with a lantern!

Song Jiajia came out of the bathroom rubbing her eyes, "Hey! Tofu nao, deep-fried dough sticks and pancakes are all my favorites, mom worked hard!"

Mother Song said cheerfully, "It's nothing to do with me, Yang Liuqi bought it for you early!"

Song Jiajia said: "Hey, the young man has good eyesight, not bad!"

Yang Liu lowered his voice and said, "I've kept the account, call me all the money later!"

Song Jiajia took a sip of tofu curd slowly: "Do you think it's possible?"

Yang Liu threatened: "Mountains don't turn, water turns, there will always be a time when you beg me!"

Song Jiajia said: "Then just wait for the sea to turn into land!"

Professor Song got up late, and when he saw Yang Liu, he squeezed out a stiff smile for the first time and said, "Xiao Yang is here?"

Yang Liu hurriedly stood up and said, "Good morning, Uncle, come and have some food too!"

Professor Song nodded and said, "Well, you guys eat first, and I'll wash your hands."

Song Jiajia winked and said, "My dad seems to be a different person, he has a good attitude!"

Yang Liudao: "That's right, where can I find an outstanding young talent like me now?"

Song Jiajia: "..."

Professor Song sat opposite Yangliu, peeking at it from time to time.

Yang Liu looked calm, but her heart was a little hairy.

Halfway through the meal, Professor Song suddenly said, "I searched for your information on the Internet last night, and the public's opinion of you is pretty good... there are a few gossips..."

Yang Liu suddenly coughed, old comrade, you are quite hot!
Song Jiajia said, "Dad! Can you stop gossiping like this? Yang Liu is a public figure, how can there be no gossip?"

Professor Song changed the topic: "Seeing the poems you wrote, you have some accomplishments, so it must be from your family, right?"

Uh, this is considered to be stepping on the plate to find out the bottom line!
Yang Liu said modestly: "Oh, my nephew has been naughty since he was a child, and he didn't make any achievements in academics, but I heard from my grandfather that my ancestors have produced several Jinshi and scholar..."

Professor Song's eyes are full of splendor!
He was pleasantly surprised: "So that's the case! Then your family should be regarded as a scholarly family!"

Yang Liu said: "Where? Not really! It's all happened a long time ago!"

Professor Song said: "Uncle has a problem, especially fond of ancient books. Do you have any articles and poems left by your ancestors, and take time to bring them to Uncle to pay homage to and read one or two?"

Yang Liu thought for a while and said, "My grandpa seems to have a few copies, my nephew will look for them later!"

Professor Song said with satisfaction: "Okay, I'll wait."

He got up and left after breakfast, then suddenly turned his head and said: "Xiao Yang, come to my study after eating, we have nothing to do, why don't we play a few games..."

Yang Liu didn't react for a while, and hurriedly agreed: "Ah! Oh! I'll go right away!"

Song Jiajia stared at him desperately and said, "Yang Liu! If you don't brag, you will die? Why did your ancestors have Jinshi and scholar, so you should be filming TV?"

Yang Liu is very innocent: "every word I said is true! If it wasn't for making your father happy, how could I use these old sesame seeds and rotten millet to talk about things? What kind of scholarly family? Our family is at best now A big pig farmer..."

Song Jiajia laughed, "If you put it that way, I really found some happiness in being a girlfriend!"

Yang Liu said: "Don't! Don't! You'd better not have any feelings! Everything is for the filming of the show and the ratings!"

Song Jiajia's face collapsed.

Yang Liu never thought that playing chess is such a painful thing.

In order to quietly lose to Professor Song, who is notorious for his chess skills, he spent a lot of effort, even his back was completely wet, and he was more tired than pulling a rickshaw a few times!

Professor Song praised proudly: "Yang Liu's craftsmanship is not bad, you really meet your opponent and meet a good talent, uh, you are only slightly inferior to me!"

Yang Liu laughed and said, "How can my nephew compare with Uncle? One is in the sky and the other is underground, that's the distance from the neon lights to the moon! My nephew's respect for you is like a torrent of river water..."

(End of this chapter)