After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

In addition to selling to the outside world, some is also kept for home consumption.

Seven hundred yuan is not a lot, but not a small amount either. If you only consider it as necessary living expenses, the consumption level is actually not much different from that in the city.

Not to mention anything else, five people need to consume at least two kilograms of rice a day. Even if the two women eat less, twenty kilograms need to be prepared a week. Better rice costs two and a half to three yuan per kilogram, so the expenditure for this item is fifty to sixty yuan.

Plus meat, eggs, milk, vegetables and fruits.

Lu Qingfeng calculated in his mind and found that it was definitely not enough.

If it was just him, maintaining the minimum expenses, one hundred dollars would be enough to get through a week, but the others couldn't live that way.

Actually, there is no need for that. This is not an extreme survival show. I guess the production team has other arrangements.

Director Xu Yan has been paying attention to the monitor screen and is ready to go out and assign some tasks to a few people. This is also a planning of the program flow. Because it is a variety show, it still needs some program effects. It is impossible to let the guests wander around aimlessly. They have to be moved.

However, after hearing Lu Qingfeng's arrangement, he withdrew this idea.

Because the process to be arranged is similar to what the boy said in the house, there are some differences in details, but the overall process is similar.

He found it interesting.

We have also visited the countryside in previous episodes, and judging from Lu Qingfeng's performance, he seems to have adapted well to the pace of life here.

Maybe it’s because I started living alone very early, so I maxed out my skill points in this area.

It would be very interesting to plan a variety show specifically for this kind of life.

He thought to himself and let the guests perform.

Lu Qingfeng naturally had no idea what the director was thinking. He was a rural child in his previous life, so he naturally had no pressure about life here. The other four were all city children, and they had all had good living conditions since childhood.

Yes, without a certain level of financial pressure, it would be impossible to continue investing in art.

Art is fed by money.

After filming so many episodes, the few of them developed a tacit understanding. Lu Qingfeng's arrangements were reasonable, and no one felt that he was stealing the show, so they all started to get busy.

"Brother, to save money, find a branch. I'll go to the store to buy fishing line and hooks and have Tong Jin bring them to you."

Lu Qingfeng didn't trust Li Yinan's fishing skills very much, so he didn't want to invest too much, for fear that the fisherman would come back empty-handed and he wouldn't be able to get his money back.

"Row."

Li Yinan didn't care and went to find his fishing rod happily.

Lu Qingfeng and Li Yinan went out, and they found that many children had appeared outside the yard without them noticing.

Today is Saturday and the school is closed. The primary school students who were on vacation before had no idea where they went to play. When they were discussing things in the house, these children probably got the news and ran over.

I wasn't afraid of strangers and just watched them from a distance.

After leaving the residence, the photographer followed. Lu Qingfeng smiled and waved to the group of children whose average age was about ten years old.

A group of people came running over, and many of them subconsciously stared at the camera.

"Can I ask you something? Which store in your village has the cheaper items?"

"Youfa Store, my family goes there to buy things."

"Zeng Shuyi's shop."

"No, it's the shop of Zeng Shuyi's uncle's mother's family."

……

The children rushed to answer, their voices loud and clear. Some of them pointed at one of the children with a flat head, who was about seven or eight years old. His cheeks were red from the cold and he had a runny nose.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he sniffed back his snot and raised his little head.

"I'll take you there."

So, a group of people surrounded Lu Qingfeng and Tong Jin and headed towards the village.

Perhaps because of the friendly attitude of the two people, the children became bolder and asked questions along the way.

"Where are you from?"

"Be polite and call me brother."

An older child immediately pointed out the problem.

Lu Qingfeng didn't care and said with a smile.

"I came from Yanjing, and this big brother is from South Korea."

"I know, Stick."

Lu Qingfeng almost couldn't hold it in. These days, kids really know everything.

Tong Jin was also embarrassed for a moment, but he tried his best to appear magnanimous in front of the camera. Children speak without restraint, so he would not take it to heart.

The shouting child was taught a lesson by the older child who was leading the group, which eased the embarrassment.

After much clamor, the group finally arrived at the convenience store.

"Big White Lady, Big White Lady, someone is buying something."

A little boy named Zeng Shuyi rushed in and shouted in the local dialect. A middle-aged woman in her forties came out from behind the counter and saw the two people surrounded by the children in the village. Although she was curious, she did not ask many questions.

"Whatever you buy, I'll give you a discount."

Lu Qingfeng and Tong Jin began to select according to their needs.

First, they took the fishing line and asked Tong Jin to give it to Li Yinan who needed it urgently. The rest of the rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and basic seasonings such as onions, ginger, and garlic were all bought one by one. There were also other daily necessities. Li Yinan and Tong Jin didn't bring towels, so they also needed to buy toothbrushes.

The total cost was two hundred and forty-one yuan and seventy cents, including both decimals and integers.

The slippers and shampoo for five people were really not cheap and accounted for half of the cost.

"Add eight more packets of spicy noodles."

Lu Qingfeng did not treat the group of children he brought with him badly. He gave each of them a bag of spicy strips called spicy chicken tendons and received seven thank yous.

From their eyes, he knew that he had become the leader of the children.

There was one pack left, which he put in his pocket.

Two bags of spicy strips cost fifty cents, a total of four yuan. Zeng Shuyi's aunt saved seventy cents and delivered the food to him on a tricycle.

A group of children followed behind, and when they arrived at the place, they helped to move things. Lu Qingfeng felt that his spicy strips were not bought in vain.