Chapter 755: Chapter 755: Enduring the Instinct of Mysophobia
Walking from Commercial Street to the wet market, Enna Clark completely experienced the feeling of a star walking on the red carpet.
There were so many attention-grabbing gazes, just like flashlights, only short of taking out their phones to take pictures of them.
But Baron Lawrence and Bobby seemed to be used to it, walking as usual, not paying attention to the eyes around them at all.
Even Gigi was completely at ease with those people watching her, not stage-frightened at all, and even showed extra excitement. She kept gleefully calling “Uncle, Uncle” in Baron Lawrence’s arms, and the little girl even had a keen sense of sight, not only calling Baron sweetly, but also shouting “Uncle, Uncle” from time to time to Bobby who was walking behind them, making the always-smug Bobby grin from ear to ear.
He usually hesitated to spoil her on trivial things, but now he took the initiative on the road to ask her what kind of milk powder the little girl usually drank and wanted to buy milk for her.
Such a scene was nothing like him questioning her in the coffee shop earlier, asking if she no longer loved him since she had Gigi, his jealous appearance then.
He’s clearly a sister-obsessed person.
Finally, they arrived at the wet market.
The man walking in front stopped and waited for her to come over, asking lazily, “Enna, where do we start shopping?”
This was the largest wet market nearby, and Enna had only been here once, when she hurriedly bought some ginger and left. She had no idea what was sold in which area.
She scanned the market and decided to stroll around first, “Let’s start with the potatoes. Let’s go over there and take a look.”
She pointed to a row of stalls selling vegetables.
Baron Lawrence had never been to a proper wet market before. His status made it unnecessary for him to shop for groceries, and in addition, he had no talent in cooking and was not interested in it. So, he had only visited the fruit and vegetable section of a supermarket in Country W with Scott Harris once before. This was his first time in a real wet market.
After visiting several stalls,
He suddenly turned to Enna and asked, “Why does everyone sell similar vegetables?”
Why does everyone sell similar vegetables?
Enna was taken aback and hadn’t had time to answer this peculiar question when Bobby had already helped her answer, “Because these are the only fresh vegetables available in this season, of course, they are similar.”
Baron Lawrence’s eyebrows furrowed together.
Anyway, since there were only those vegetables, why not manage them uniformly like supermarkets do? If they planned well which family would sell which vegetable, wouldn’t that result in better prices and create more profits?
He was already unconsciously calculating the feasibility of the market’s cooperation and management model in his mind.
Enna didn’t know what he was thinking. If she did, she would be speechless. She had already found a stall selling the potatoes Bobby wanted to eat, as well as bean sprouts and garlic for boiled pork slices.
After buying the vegetables, it was time to buy meat.
They needed chicken and beef.
Enna methodically bought all the necessary items. Giselle Lawrence, who had been well-behaved in Baron Lawrence’s arms, suddenly had her attention caught by the fish swimming in the basins at a fish stall.
She waved her hands, her voice loud and clear.
Baron Lawrence’s sharp eyes scanned the grass carp randomly placed in the fish basin, his eyebrows furrowing, and a hint of disgust flashed in his eyes. But he still walked over, “Do you like fish?”
“Fish! Fish!” The little girl’s big eyes blinked, and she waved her hands nonstop, “Uncle, fish…”
Baron Lawrence’s eyebrows furrowed even tighter, especially when he saw the not-cleaned fish scales on the fish basin. The disgust from his deep-rooted mysophobia was about to overflow.