I became a movie star at the age of three; Dilraba and I are childhood sweethearts.

Next, he did the same thing.

He traded a high-end water bottle with the logo provided by the program team for five kilograms of pork.

I traded a multi-functional Swiss Army knife for a large bag of rice and flour...

He discussed the sugar paintings and roasted sweet potatoes that Dilraba and Yang Zi wanted with the boss.

They helped promote the stall for ten minutes, and they successfully got the item.

The two pretty girls had an extraordinary appeal; the stall owner was instantly surrounded by people, and he couldn't stop smiling.

By the end of the morning, they had not only bought all the ingredients, but even had some left over.

The 100 yuan was barely used except for buying a few bottles of water.

When they returned to the Mushroom House carrying large bags and small packages, with a clucking hen following behind, the director's face turned green.

He pointed at Xiao Chen, his lips trembling for a long time, unable to utter a single word.

"You...you...you're cheating!"

Xiao Chen put down the vegetable basket in his hand and spread his hands with an innocent look on his face.

"Director, you only said we can't use our faces, you didn't say we can't barter!"

"This is called the rational use of resources."

The director was speechless, and could only stomp his feet in anger.

Meanwhile, Anita Mui, Leslie Cheung, Song Dandan, and others burst into laughter at the director's embarrassed expression.

That Ah Chen, what a clever little devil!

The setting sun hung on the mountainside. In the courtyard of the Mushroom House, the director was staring at the pile of high-end ingredients he had just redeemed and chuckling to himself.

In his view, since these guests went to great lengths to get so much meat and vegetables, they should definitely cook a meal and give a wonderful culinary demonstration.

Xiao Chen brushed the dust off his hands, looked at the pile of ribs and free-range chicken, and then glanced at Dilraba, who was practicing dance moves in front of an empty camera.

"Director Wang, what are you thinking about?"

Xiao Chen suddenly moved closer to the monitor, and his handsome face, which made countless girls scream, was magnified ten times on the screen.

Even though he saw her every day, Director Wang was still momentarily stunned by her flawless face.

The answer came instinctively.

"I'm sure your dinner tonight will break viewership records."

Xiao Chen grinned, like a little fox who had just pulled off a prank.

"That's your problem. We're not planning to open fire right now."

He turned his head and waved to Yang Zi and Reba, who were enjoying the cool air in the courtyard.

"Girls, come on, it's my treat today! I'll take you to the village store for a nice shopping spree!"

Dilraba was so hungry she wanted to gnaw on some wood, but upon hearing this, her eyes practically sparkled with excitement.

"Brother Xiao Chen, really? Do we have money?"

Xiao Chen took out a crumpled hundred-yuan bill from his pocket and twirled it deftly between his fingers.

"My brother's secret stash of money is none of the business of the Heavenly King himself."

Yang Zi skipped over and grabbed Dilraba's arm.

"Yay! Xiao Chen is awesome! I've been craving spicy strips for ages!"

Three figures hurried out, while Director Wang was so angry he was jumping up and down.

"Xiao Chen! This is against the rules! Our program emphasizes self-sufficiency!"

Xiao Chen didn't turn his head, but simply waved his hand nonchalantly.

"You set the rules, and the money was my mom Ye Huimei's New Year's money. What are you going to do about it?"

Director Wang roared into the microphone.

"Hey photographer! Hurry up! Don't let them get away! If we don't get this shot, nobody's eating lunch tonight!"

As soon as the group stepped out of the path leading to the Mushroom House, they came face to face with a large and impressive procession.

The boy in the lead was as black as charcoal, with a protruding belly; he was none other than Tiezhu, a boy from the village.

Tie Zhu was followed by a dozen mud monkeys, each one looking proud and imposing.

Rebal tugged at Xiao Chen's sleeve and lowered her voice.

"Brother Xiao Chen, have you noticed? Tie Zhu's team has grown even bigger."

This was the first time Yang Zi had ever seen such a scene, and she was full of curiosity.

"Who's this kid? He seems to have more authority than the village chief."

Dilraba covered her mouth and chuckled.

"You'll have to ask Brother Xiao Chen. Last time we recorded the show, Tie Zhu was bullied so badly that he was squatting in the corner crying."

"As a result, Brother Xiao Chen personally stepped in and taught me a unique skill called the 'Pants-Pulling Technique'."

"Tiezhu not only avenged his family, but also recruited all those mischievous kids."

Yang Zi was stunned, staring at Xiao Chen's elegant, noble face.

"Xiao Chen, that's such a vicious move! How is that kid supposed to face the village after this?"

Xiao Chen shrugged, looking completely nonchalant.

"A man's pride is earned, but his pants are lost by others."

As they were talking, Tie Zhu and his team arrived.

The little brat stood still, looking quite serious, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"stand at attention!"

A dozen or so children quickly lined up behind them.

"Hello, elder brother! Hello, elder sister!"

The sound was so loud that even the birds in the trees flew away.

Tie Zhu ran up to Xiao Chen, grinned foolishly, and showed off his white teeth.

"Boss, our 'Pants-Pulling Gang' is really powerful now, we've even expanded to the next village!"

"Yesterday, Wang Ergou was trying to pick a fight with me, but I used a 'straight to the vitals' move and he surrendered on the spot."

Xiao Chen patted Tie Zhu's head and spoke earnestly.

"Well done, keep up the good work and strive to take control of the entire township's finances."

The cameraman next to him was shaking; he was trying not to laugh.

After saying goodbye to the "Pants-Pulling Gang," the three finally arrived at the village store at the entrance.

This little shop was actually just a dilapidated mud house with a rusty iron sign hanging at the door.

As soon as I pushed open the door, a strong smell of cheap snacks wafted out.

Xiao Chen slammed the hundred-yuan bill onto the counter with an air of extravagance.

"Boss, bring out all your most expensive snacks!"

The shopkeeper was a thin, elderly man who had never seen anything like this before.

He adjusted his reading glasses and looked at the three people in front of him who looked like they had stepped out of a painting.

"Young man, are you that...that guy who plays Liu Xing on TV?"

Xiao Chen laughed, revealing his neat white teeth.

"Grandpa, that was so many years ago. I now specialize in acting as someone who steals snacks."

One hundred yuan might not buy much in the city, but in this remote mountain village, it's a fortune.

Spicy strips, large spicy chips, bubble gum, and dry noodles that cost 50 cents a pack filled two large plastic bags in no time.

The old man was so happy he couldn't stop smiling; his eyes were practically closed from laughing, and his wrinkles were so deep they could trap a fly.

"Wow, I've really run into the God of Wealth today."

"Come on, come on, grandpa's giving each of you a grilled sausage, freshly grilled!"

Xiao Chen didn't stand on ceremony and took the sausage, taking a bite.

"Authentic! This tastes much better than the champagne at the Grammy Awards."

Yang Zi and Dilraba each grabbed a grilled sausage, their faces glowing with delight as they ate.

"Well, Brother Xiao Chen, I think I can stay in the village permanently."

When Director Wang arrived with his men, they saw the three people squatting on the stone bench in front of the convenience store eating grilled sausages.