The quick-traveling villain has no way to escape.

This bunch of bananas weighed a little over twenty-six kilograms, and the total cost was 91.5 cents. The generous man Xu Mingli didn't want to take advantage of others, so he just wiped out the change.

"Uncle, please take a look at the scale. This is twenty-six pounds and twenty taels. Just give me ninety yuan." Xu Mingli would give the scale to others every time he sells fruit to ensure that the fruits he sells are of sufficient weight. .

"You don't have to look, I believe you."

As the uncle said this, he took out a bill worth one hundred yuan and handed it to Xu Mingli.

Xu Mingli took it and gave it directly to Song Tingyun: "Ayun, please change ten yuan."

Song Tingyun was still confused. He just did what Xu Mingli asked him to do, took out 10 yuan and handed it to the uncle. The uncle looked at him blankly, broke off a banana, handed it to him and left.

He was still smiling and said that these two brothers were really interesting.

A big deal was made in one fell swoop, and the valuable fruits that I thought I would get in my hands were sold.

Xu Mingli was extremely excited.

Song Tingyun stood there holding a banana in his hand, which was extremely ordinary to him, and his eyes couldn't help but soften.

He is a person who has a system that can travel to various small worlds. He is also a person who lives in the 21st century where future technology changes life. The place where he lives has developed transportation and distance is no longer a problem.

Except for those fruits that must be imported from abroad, any fruit is no longer something that ordinary people cannot consume, and there are countless bananas.

So he doesn't like eating bananas either.

But the banana he was holding at this moment seemed to have a special meaning to him.

This is 1992. This is a poor era. In this era, if someone has a savings of yuan, it will be broadcast.

In this era when transportation is inconvenient and tropical fruits can sell for astronomical prices in northern cities, Xu Mingli has never seen a banana, but he is thinking about him in his heart.

Every time he entered a small world, he would be the one chasing Xu Mingli.

But why doesn't his lover love him?

"I heard from the stall owner that this food is delicious, Ayun, please try it quickly." Xu Mingli was very excited after earning thirty-five yuan in a short time. He asked Song Tingyun to try this scary expensive banana quickly.

Song Tingyun pursed her lips and said nothing. When she looked sideways at Xu Mingli, tears fell down.

"What's wrong?" Xu Mingli didn't want to see Song Tingyun cry, so why did he cry when he was fine, "What's wrong? Are you cold or uncomfortable?"

"It's nothing." Song Tingyun wiped his tears. He would not say that he shed tears because he was too moved. "The wind was so strong that it blinded my eyes."

When the lady at the roasted seeds and nuts stall next door saw Song Tingyun losing her golden peas, she was ashamed of the white man.

"Little boss Xu, I think your brother is very touched."

Xu Mingli's act of leaving bananas for Song Tingyun moved the aunt. What a good relationship this was, so she could think of it all the time.

"Look at the relationship between you two brothers. I can't eat bananas twice a year. Little boss Xu is a caring person. Whoever marries you in the future will be blessed."

"It's nothing, I just want to give Ayun a taste."

Song Tingyun was teased so much that he didn't even look up, just buried his head and said nothing with a red face.

He knew that Xu Mingli was good to him.

Xu Mingli loved him as his wife and he knew it.

Although he cannot marry Xu Mingli, he still enjoys Xu Mingli's blessings.

This banana was shared between Song Tingyun and Xu Mingli.

Even though Song Tingyun had eaten bananas countless times when he was growing up, he felt that this banana was the most delicious he had ever eaten.

Xu Mingli, who was reluctant to spend one yuan for breakfast, was willing to give him bananas that he was reluctant to eat.

His lover was as considerate as ever.

Eating out was expensive, so it was almost noon. Song Tingyun went home to cook, and when he was ready, he took it to the stall to eat with Xu Mingli.

Chaotianmen Square was full of people, including locals and tourists from other places. The business of their fruit stall was very good, and Xu Mingli didn't dare to take too many goods the first day.

At about 4:00 in the afternoon, the stalls were almost sold out. There were only a few apples and two pears left, and three mangoes were sold. It was getting colder and colder, so Xu Mingli packed up and went back if he didn't want to wait. Home.

"Let's go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and stew bones for dinner at night to celebrate the prosperous business of our fruit stall on the first day it opened." Xu Mingli pedaled a tricycle, with Song Tingyun sitting behind.

In the cold wind, Song Tingyun clung to Xu Mingli's back: "Well, it will get better and better in the future."

When I got home in the evening, Song Tingyun was cooking, and Xu Mingli gave the remaining apples and pears to the landlady and the neighbor next door.

When I came back, I had an extra bowl of fried noodles and a portion of sweet and sour fruits. The fried noodles were given by my neighbor and the sweet and sour fruits were given by the old lady of the landlady.

The words "simple folk customs, honest human relations" are vividly played in this era.

After dinner in the evening, Song Tingyun and Xu Mingli sat on the bed and began to reconcile their accounts. Song Tingyun took a pen and notebook to calculate how much he had earned today.

After calculation, they found that they had earned ninety-four yuan a day. Song Tingyun had been in this small world for a while and was familiar with the prices of this era.

He knew that these ninety-four yuan would be equivalent to 21 yuan in the 9400st century.

"We're getting rich, we're going to get rich." It's no wonder that Song Tingyun is a money fan, he was so happy that he was crazy with a handful of small change, "Brother Li, if your family knows that we can make so much money in a day, we shouldn't be so proud. "

"Don't tell your family for now. There are some evil-minded people who will definitely gossip..." Xu Mingli didn't plan to tell his family because he was afraid that some people in the village would know about it and be jealous and cause trouble behind him.

Song Tingyun: "..."

Why do you feel guilty when you are suddenly called out even if you didn't do it yourself?

"Keep all the money." Xu Mingli gave all the net profits he earned to Song Tingyun for safekeeping. He only took the money for tomorrow's purchase.

"Am I in charge of the money from now on?" Song Tingyun asked knowingly.

Xu Mingli reached out and pinched his cheek and said with a smile, "Good men always ask their wives to help manage their money."

Song Tingyun: "..."

When did this person learn bad things and start talking sweet words?

In Xu Mingli's heart, Song Tingyun was his wife, the one he wanted to cherish for the rest of his life.

Afraid that Song Tingyun would be burdened, Xu Mingli hugged him and said, "Didn't you say so? I'll guard the stall and you guard me."

"Then if your business becomes bigger in the future, you will no longer set up stalls outside, but have your own store." Song Tingyun held the money in his hand, leaned in Xu Mingli's arms and asked him, "Do you still need me then?" Guarding you?"

"Whether I have a shop or something else in the future, I only need you by my side." Xu Mingli put his chin on Song Tingyun's head and rubbed it, "I only want you."