Chapter 32.3

There was originally a large harvest this year, but because of the snow storm, coupled with the conditions for transport, all of the harvests couldn’t be sent out. Seeing that the harvests were about to rot even before they could sell it, the village executives tried all sorts of means and managed to contact an e-commerce platform to build a mature logistics line, in order to turn their fates around. 

But a new problem arose. How could they market their produce, and sell the thousands of catties of kimchi? Fortunately, the crew understood the situation, and came up with the live broadcast. 

Thinking about it, even though many of Cao Dan’s plans were terrible, he still had some conscience. 

As Aunt Sun spoke, she sounded even more depressed, and finally, she couldn’t help but sigh. “We have also run out of ideas. If we can’t sell anything this winter, then we won’t be able to prepare the money for seeds next year, the expenses of our entire family, and the children’s school’s fees. When that happens, tell me, how should we survive?” 

As she spoke, her eyes were filled with tears. 

Uncle Wu quickly used his rough fingers to wipe her tears away. “What’s there to cry about? Are these famous celebrities here to help us now? The entire country likes them, so why can’t they just sell a few thousand catties of kimchi? Don’t cry anymore.” 

The director who was following them also took the cue to explain the instructions. “That’s right. Our mission this time is to help you sell the goods that are still around. Please first take us around, so that we can show the audience how you make the kimchi.” 

“Sure, sure.” 

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Shen Jue looked puzzled. 

“You can’t carry heavy things now. Your knees can’t take the pressure. Just stay up here.” 

“I’m fine.” 

Shen Jue ignored him, and took a basket, looking as though he was walking down the runway. “Be good, and listen to me. Otherwise, I’ll make you wear…” 

Before he could say the word “thermal leggings”, Shen Jue was coldly kicked down into the cellar by Gu Yanshu. 

The bullet screen: “??? Be good?? Listen to me?? Wear what??? What are the two of you doing??” 

However, Gu Yanshu could not see the bullet screen. All he did was to help the elderly couple make other preparations, as though nothing had happened. 

By the time Shen Jue brought two hundred catties of cabbage from the cellar back to the house, Gu Yanshu had already started cutting up the other ingredients, such as garlic and onion. 

When the couple helped to take the baskets, they saw that his coat had some creases and tears, and they were shocked. “Are you alright?” 

Shen Jue casually patted the area twice. “It’s fine. This set of clothes are like that. I’ll just need to wash them. 

“Oh, oh, that’s good.” The elderly couple heaved a sigh of relief. 

The bullet screen blew up. 

“It’ll be strange if you can just wash it. The outfits from this brand are hardest to clean. That coat is probably trash now.” 

“I went to Baidu this. It’s just 15,000RMB a piece. It’s fine. Boohoo… Is it really fine?! Boohoohoo… My heart hurts…” 

“As expected of the rich Shen Jue. However, he’s not as rude and arrogant as I thought he was. Today, I feel that he actually is quite good.” 

“That’s right. He’s so caring, and he’s also respectful of the farmer uncle and auntie. My view about him has changed.” 

Shen Jue didn’t realise that his playful and arrogant reputation had begun to tarnish. He simply picked up a knife, stood beside Gu Yanshu, and began cutting the vegetables. 

Both of them were extremely good with their knifework. 

Aunt Sun couldn’t help but commend them. “I thought that youngsters these days won’t know how to do these things.” 

Shen Jue seemed to have thought of something, as he chuckled, “It can’t be helped. If I don’t know how to cook, I won’t be able to find a partner.” 

Gu Yanshu’s knife turned, cutting sideways through an onion. 

As a warm and friendly yet also gossipy Chinese woman, Aunt Sun was immediately energised when this topic came up. “Oh, how can both of you not be able to find partners? Both of you are tall and handsome, and have such good characters as well.” 

Shen Jue took the onion that Gu Yanshu had not cut properly, and said slowly, “I don’t have a good personality, and so, people dislike me. Otherwise, how could it be that I’m almost reaching the age of thirty, but still haven’t dated once before?” 

Gu Yanshu’s knife turned again, cutting through another onion sideways once more. 

Aunt Sun didn’t notice anything, and continued saying, “That’s because your expectations are high.” 

“Mmm, that’s true.” Once again, Shen Jue picked up the onion from Gu Yanshu’s hand, then said leisurely, “My expectations are indeed rather high. The main problem is that I’m a sucker for appearances, and don’t like anyone who isn’t good-looking. Also, I want someone who’s tall and skinny, and it’ll be best if that person’s temper is bad, like to beat people up and roll their eyes at me. That way, life won’t be too boring.” 

The next cut that Gu Yanshu made almost sliced through his hand. 

That was because a strange question suddenly popped up in his mind. 

Was he as good-looking as Shen Jue? 

However, he killed the question as quickly as it popped up. 

He must truly be infected by Shen Jue. How could he be so narcissistic to think about such questions? 

Gu Yanshu decided to remain silent on this topic. 

However, the questions about love and marriage would never elude any grown-ups. 

After Aunt Sun asked Shen Jue, she turned her focus towards him. “Xiao Gu, what about you? You’re so handsome, there should be a large number of girls chasing after you, right? What type of girls do you like?” 

The moment after she said that, all eyes and cameras turned towards him in unison. 

It was as though everyone was waiting for his answer. 

Gu Yanshu’s knife froze mid-air. 

How should he say it? It was impossible for him to like girls.