The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!-Chapter 1663 - 1653: Sea of Sand (Part 5)

Foodies are just this confident, no matter the situation, eating well comes first.

Bo Yan nodded, "I get it now."

Then he had to plan things out; first, that thick coat might not be an option. After all, they only had three hundred bucks. At worst, he’d give the thick coat to Xia Siyu, and wear several layers himself. Or, when evening came, he’d just stay in the tent and not go out at all.

He analyzed for Xia Siyu, "The temperature difference in the desert is huge, and you don’t have enough clothes for the night. Apart from the tent and sleeping bag, we have nothing else, so we need to prepare some lighting equipment. And we also need to prepare some cooking utensils, otherwise, we can’t cook. For clothes, there’s no other way, whatever there is, we wear."

Xia Siyu nonchalantly flicked her hair: "No worries, I was born beautiful, I can look good in a potato sack, so I’ll just wear whatever."

Some people! She could just say whatever on camera, Bo Yan was impressed.

Though she usually acted spoiled, if you really threw her into an extreme situation, she could manage just fine. The two finished discussing and headed to the market, and on the way, they ran into Han Yifan and Shang Feifei.

These two, knowing they were heading to the desert, had brought thicker coats, not expecting the show to actually throw them into the desert. But the temperature difference was real, so they prepared in advance. Except for clothes, they also bought quite a few other things. Seeing Bo Yan and Xia Siyu come for pots and pans, they joined in the fun: "How about we start a fire together?"

Xia Siyu said right away: "We can eat together, but per the usual rules, you have to pay three-quarters of the food and material costs."

"Damn, that’s too much. We might as well just eat bread."

Xia Siyu didn’t care: "Then go eat your bread." Just don’t mess with us.

"Hold on." Xia Siyu stopped Shang Feifei and Han Yifan, who paused: "What’s up?"

Xia Siyu asked, "Did the show give you the sponsor’s oatmeal and yogurt?"

Last time, their pair didn’t get any while others did. If they had these two, at least they could manage two breakfasts.

Han Yifan was pleased, "Of course we got them, why, were you guys targeted again?"

"Damn it," they really didn’t get any, Xia Siyu was furious, "Director, you trick us first, I’ll pay it back double!"

She actually planned to buy oatmeal and yogurt, not from the sponsor though. If we don’t get it, fine, I’ll just keep mentioning other brands’ yogurt and oatmeal in the show and give them free advertising, piss you off!

They went to the market. Although they planned to cook with a fire and needed pots and pans, they couldn’t buy recklessly. For example, they found the alcohol stove expensive, but firewood was cheap, so they bought twenty pounds of firewood—it could be carried on the camel. Pots and pans were also chosen to be economical, together only costing a hundred bucks.

They also bought a flashlight, as hurricane lamps were pricier, the flashlight was more reasonable. Plus, some tissue, wet wipes, and other essentials. And most importantly, they bought two big barrels of water.

Bo Yan had asked, "This trip to the desert probably won’t make it easy to shower."

In the desert, water is like gold, and the show’s fussiness had them riding camels, intentionally turning a two-hour drive into a three-day journey for them to experience it.

If you want a shower, go ahead, buy some water and heat it up. Who needs a shower, if you can wipe down a bit it’s good enough.

Xia Siyu stayed calm, "A man doesn’t bother with minor details. Not showering, I’m still the hottest on the block. Shall we bring a towel to wipe?"

They didn’t buy bread, instead got naan—it’s cheap, filling, and can be mixed with dishes, creating several ways to eat it.

They also bought some meat and vegetables. Since it was the West, beef and mutton were cheap, and they chose long-lasting vegetables like radishes and cabbage. And instant noodles.

Instant noodles were something Xia Siyu wouldn’t dare eat normally. Wei Jingjing would block her at every turn, firmly against her eating instant noodles because they’re high in calories. When not working, a package with the seasoning could have four to five hundred calories, covering a third of daily metabolic needs.

But when out and about, Wei Jingjing couldn’t control that much.

Things like oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar weren’t easy to prepare, but Bo Yan had a solution: hotpot base.

With hotpot base at the bottom, whether stir-frying or stewing, half a pack was flavorful enough. And it’s cheap and easy to carry.

After buying all this, they still had some money left. Xia Siyu glanced around and saw a clothing rental shop by the street. Since a tourist spot wasn’t far, many people came here for self-driving or with tour groups all year round. Besides renting traditional ethnic costumes for photos, they also rented military coats.

Having grown up abroad and never having shot a war-themed film, Xia Siyu had never worn a military coat. Others might find it tacky, but once Xia Siyu saw it, she wanted it: "This! Boss, how much to rent it for three days?"

She only needed it for two nights, but couldn’t return it by the third night.

The owner said, "Thirty a day."

At thirty a day, three days would be ninety. It was indeed cheaper than buying a coat. Xia Siyu glanced back at Bo Yan, they did have about a hundred, Bo Yan nodded, just about to rent when the owner added, "A fifty deposit."

This caught Xia Siyu off guard; she only had one hundred and twenty, twenty short.

She had to ask the owner, "Boss, how about a thirty deposit?"

The owner didn’t even look up, "You can transfer the rest; I’ll refund it to you later."

Transferring wasn’t possible either, as the show had limited their budget to three hundred. Bo Yan asked, "Can we use something as collateral?"

The owner found it amusing, not often seeing someone unable to produce a hundred and forty, wondering if they were on a budget trip? He said, "You could, leave your phone here."

Of course, they couldn’t leave their phone, doing so would be a disaster. Xia Siyu shook her head.

No choice, lacking just twenty made things difficult, so Xia Siyu regretfully returned the coat: "Not enough money." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The owner still said, "Thirty a day is really cheap; at the tourist spot, they’d charge you fifty for two hours."

Xia Siyu nodded, "I know. But we don’t have enough money."

As they were about to leave, the door opened again, and Han Yifan poked his head in, "What kind of clothes are you renting here? Think you’re clever?"

He thought they were renting nice clothes for the show, wearing something nice for more screen time.

Xia Siyu shoved the military coat into his arms, "Military coat, is it good-looking?"

But then, Shang Feifei walked in, and the owner immediately stood up, "You, you are?"

Shang Feifei had just drunk some water and took off her mask, the owner recognized her instantly. Xia Siyu shamelessly nodded, "Yes, she’s Shang Feifei, I’m her assistant, here to rent a military coat."