Not long after, the taxi drove to the vegetable market.

When Jia Long led a few boys a few years younger than her back and forth in the vegetable market and selected ingredients, almost no young people were walking around, which made the children around her look embarrassed.

Jia Long doesn't care about those.

She bought some fresh fish, chicken wings, raw green peppers, lamb, beef, squid...

The delicious food made the four children look straight, and they also saw Jia Long throwing out the banknotes one by one, buying whatever is expensive.

"Jia Liang, your friend named Wang Long is a super rich man?"

"I'm so rich. I'll take out more than 300 yuan in this moment, and I'll buy it next."

A few hundred yuan may not be anything to adults, but for high school students who have no source of income, it is equivalent to their pocket money for a long time. Jia Long's appearance of spending money has allowed the young teenagers to experience the artistic conception corroded by material culture for the first time.

But this is not the end. Jia Long took them to the supermarket around the vegetable market and bought ready-made barbecue grills, bags of barbecue charcoal, knives, paper cups, garbage bags, bowls and chopsticks, tissues, various seasonings... and so on, all of them were all there.

I even bought two small tents.

It took half an hour to buy all kinds of utensils in the supermarket.

This was another expense of several hundred yuan. The four young men who acted as human porters behind them were shocked by the so-called big money they actually made when they went out to play.

They are in the Internet cafe and feel sorry for spending dozens of dollars a day. But they are so good, but they spend nearly a thousand dollars just like that.

"Well, she should be rich, but she doesn't know what abacus is in her mind."

Faced with the inquiry from friends around him, Jia Liang shook his head and responded with a wry smile.

Of course he knew that his sister was rich.

After following "Long Ye" for so long, Jia Liang understood that with her own efforts, she has entered the ranks of big anchors today.

In this era, it is possible that big anchors earn more than ten million a year. Moreover, according to his observation, although Jia Long is not as popular as big anchors on other platforms, the number of users' gifts and rewards is definitely extremely high, which means that her income must have exceeded Jia Liang's imagination.

"I've bought it. There are so many things that are less than a thousand yuan. Oh, it's so annoying. I can't even spend money."

Jia Long shook her arm, and she felt tired after picking so many products.

She seemed to be unaware of it, and a group of children behind her looked at her as she had become a look at the rich man.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was even more crazy.

"Damn it, Master Long has an outbreak."

"So that's how you use money, and I will never reward you again."

"Dai Dailong can tell at a glance that he is stupid and has more money. Silly girls, save some money."

"Wow, Menglonglong, you have become the woman I hate the most."

"What are you talking about? I just like Meng Longlong's pretentious look."

"Everything is live broadcasting, isn't it good? Don't get involved."

"As an old fan, I still remember that she had to hesitate for a long time when she bought a bottle of mineral water. Don't be affected by this crazy look, so you don't let others let themselves go once."

"That's right, if you fight to death in the wilderness, you'll finally return to the city, can you not be a little too big?"

Fans scolded them, defended Jia Long.

But when the words that Jia Long had experienced life and death in the wilderness and should have gone home and let him go, there was no blame in the barrage.

Jia Liang, who was also slightly surprised by seeing Jia Long's ability to move with his own eyes, had not had time to answer his friends, and a rough scolding sounded suddenly next to the road on the beach.
Chapter completed!