Transmigrating: I Married The Male Protagonist's Uncle

Chapter 127: The Neighbor Is Crying

Chapter 127: The Neighbor Is Crying


Of course, Yu Bei would not tell her that she could die from eating potatoes. He hid the biscuit secretly and gave her a big thumbs up. “Don’t forget your brother if this happens again in the future.”


Then, Mo Ning saw the silent duo, who had not spoken since lunch, break the tension.


Yu Bei forced a smile. “Sheng Sheng, be careful. We’re going back to earn points. Wait for us to become tyc.o.o.ns!”


“Someone is earning points back home. Bye!” Ling Sheng waved at him before leaving with Cheng Ye.


The two cameramen followed the duo, not knowing what they were up to.


After crossing a small path, they saw a river. There were weeds by the river, and there were many reeds inside it. Would they be fishing for food?


She was so bold that she would be grabbing fish with her bare hands. She was just amazing!


Who knew that she would not be catching fish but gra.s.shoppers!


There was water and gra.s.s by the river. The environment was beautiful, and the air was fresh. There were many big and fat gra.s.shoppers about the size of a finger. Ling Sheng was very satisfied.


By evening, the duo had already gathered a big bag of gra.s.shoppers, which weighed at least three to four pounds.


Before he left, Cheng Ye also picked up two wild eggs from the bushes by the river. They were so big that he was overjoyed.


When the duo started walking, Ling Sheng got Cheng Ye to fling the bag containing the gra.s.shoppers with all his might as they walked. The cameramen looked at the bag in confusion, not knowing what to do. They asked what this was.


Ling Sheng made a mysterious shushing sound. “It’s my family’s secret recipe. It helps the gra.s.shoppers sh*t.”


The cameramen exchanged a glance, obviously not believing her words.


However, they did not expect the gra.s.shoppers to really defecate.


When they got home, Cheng Ye’s hands were sore from shaking the bag. Then, he saw the gra.s.shoppers really defecating. He shouted excitedly, “Sister Sheng, look! Did they p.o.o.p?”


Ling Sheng nodded her head calmly. “Yes.”


The cameramen watched as though this was a novelty. “What’s the principle behind this?”


Ling Sheng said, “If I threw all of you in this bag and kept shaking you, wouldn’t you puke? The same goes for the gra.s.shoppers!”


Actually, she did not know the specific principle behind this. In the past, when her father was dealing with fresh gra.s.shoppers and he was afraid that the gra.s.shoppers would not be clean, he would resort to using machines to thrash them about.


Even a living gra.s.shopper would have to starve for two days and defecate before it could be eaten. If one could not wait, manual meddling was required to make it defecate quickly. Just a little more handling was enough to have it fried and ready to eat.


Ji Fanchen got the dung-cleaning job and earned 200 points.


Shi Lingyu also accepted a small task to help a younger brother next door with school and earned 100 points. The duo had yet to return.


Ling Sheng waved her hand and offered 300 points in advance. Then, she exchanged them with the production crew for eight pounds of oil so she could fry the gra.s.shoppers.


When the gra.s.shoppers were cleaned, they were crispy and fragrant after being fried. As salt was sprinkled on them, the appet.i.te of the production team was aroused. They all began whispering to each other.


Mo Ning was a foodie, and she especially liked to eat things like gra.s.shoppers, pupas, and bee pupas. While Ling Sheng handled the gra.s.shoppers, she had been following her the entire time, drooling from hunger. Upon seeing Ling Sheng give one to Cheng Ye, she went up to him and asked, “Is it nice?”


Cheng Ye was initially a little scared but he forced himself to take a bite. Then, he seemed to open the door to a brand new world and he nodded hurriedly. “Delicious!”


Ling Sheng gave him a look, her smile innocent and kind. “I’ve checked the average price of gra.s.shoppers online. It’s 80 yuan a pound. If you don’t want to eat them, exchange them for points!”


Mo Ning thought, This girl really only cares about money!


“I’m going out for a while, but I’ll be back soon. Director Mo, let me know when you’ve decided.” Ling Sheng carried a bowl of fried gra.s.shoppers out with her.


Mo Ning asked, “Where are you going?”


Ling Sheng smiled. “The neighbor next door must be drooling. I’ll take him some to try.”

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