Xia Siyu counted on her fingers, mentioning seven or eight local snacks in one breath. If it weren't inconvenient to use her toes, she'd probably continue counting on them, even including snacks from the neighboring city for him to bring.
Bo Yan was speechless; listening carefully, it was all about food. He patiently asked, "Anything else?"
Xia Siyu thought for a moment and finally shook her head, "That's all! I can't eat more anyway."
Indeed, those seven or eight items combined were enough to eat for many days. Bo Yan provocatively asked, "Do the people in your studio want some too?"
Xia Siyu responded in a "you reminded me" tone, "Then buy five pounds of each, I'll share it with them."
"Five pounds? Are you opening a small shop?"
Xia Siyu widened her eyes, although Bo Yan couldn't see, he could hear Xia Siyu's protest, "What's wrong? Is buying some snacks too much trouble for you? I didn't ask you to buy diamonds."
