Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

As soon as the meat stall owner saw the business, he hurriedly greeted him warmly. Before Ling Jingxuan could speak, the big bun rushed over in a hurry: "Dad, why are you spending money recklessly? We almost spent all the money we made today. you also……"

"Stop, Xiaowen, come here."

If he really let him go on talking, they wouldn't have to go home. Ling Jingxuan interrupted him, beckoning him to lean over, the big bun looked at him suspiciously, and after a while, he walked into his arms awkwardly, Ling Jingxuan. He leaned against his ear and whispered briefly what happened at the drugstore just now. Of course, his point was that he made another 10 taels of silver, and it was time for them to fight their teeth.

"real?!"

Xiao Xiaojian's brows were tightly knit together, and Da Baozi clearly didn't trust him, so he couldn't be blamed. After all, in his short five-year life, he had never seen such good money. Let him cry a lot, not to mention the current ten taels of silver? To him, the money was undoubtedly astronomical.

"Really, so let's have a little extravagance, don't you want to taste the meat?"

With such a rare opportunity to taste the taste of meat, how could Ling Jingxuan give up so easily?

Ling Wen followed his line of sight and looked at the meat on the desk, swallowed with difficulty, and then said awkwardly and painfully after a while: "Then let's buy some?"

How can a child not be greedy? No matter how stingy Ling Wen is and precocious, he is just a little boy.

Chapter 034 Meat Bun

"Hey, this is my good son. Go, Uncle Zhao and the others have been helping us for most of the morning. They should be hungry. Go to the bun shop next door to buy ten meat buns."

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan finally smiled, took out the purse and took out a large sum of money and stuffed it to him. When he left the pharmacy earlier, the purse was always on him because he was in a hurry.

"Um."

It's rare that the big bun was not stingy this time, he nodded and ran out, but...

"Dad, don't buy too much, let's just taste it."

"Forehead……"

After only running out a few steps, the big bun deliberately turned his face back to warn his father, Ling Jingxuan's forehead went black, and he directly declared his death, grandma, when will he be able to live a life of drinking in a big bowl and eating meat? Seems like a slim chance!

"whee!"

Seeing this, Ling Wen cracked his mouth and laughed twice, then turned around and ran to Baozipu, where Ling Jingxuan didn't see, his thin face was filled with a simple happy smile.

"Boss, give me two catties of pork belly, how do you sell it in water?"

When he regained his senses, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly. Out of the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the pig's large intestine hanging on the side. He couldn't help but think of the braised fat intestine, the hot fat intestine.

"Eight cents a pound, this one is all that's left, how about little brother?"

The butcher said while cutting the meat, but Ling Jingxuan raised his eyebrows. Doesn't it mean that the ancients didn't know how to wash the large intestine, and generally no one wanted it? Why is it so expensive here, eight cents a pound, almost catching up with the price of lean meat.

"Forget it, you can cut another pound of lean meat for me."

Looking reluctantly at the pair of launching water, Ling Jingxuan was not willing to buy it after all, perhaps because of the influence of Xiaobaozi, he also became concerned about money.

"Well, it's forty wen in total. I'll give you two big pork bones."

The butcher casually tied the two pieces of meat with a few straws, and picked up two large pig bones for him. Just at this time, Ling Wen came back from buying the buns. He glanced at the meat in his hand, his lips moved, but what was it in the end? Without saying anything, he obediently counted forty copper plates to the butcher.

"Father, just this time, let's be extravagant. It's better to save more money in the future. What if you need it urgently? Do you think so?"

When he went back, Da Baozi couldn't help but murmured. Ling Jingxuan was in a good mood. He held pork in one hand and rubbed his head in the other: "Okay, you have the final say. After we make a lot of money, are we afraid that we won't have any meat to eat?"

"Hey! That's it."

The big bun has a teachable expression, and Ling Jingxuan can't help laughing when he sees it. Forget it, it's rare for his bun to be generous, so he won't teach him any more lessons. I'll take it slow in the future. Forged?

"Wow...Is it a meat bun? Brother, give me one, it's delicious!"

The ox cart started again, and the moment Xiao Baozi saw the meat buns, his eyes flashed with excitement, and the meat buns were full of white and plump appearances.

"Don't worry, be careful it's hot, come, Uncle Tiewazi, Uncle Han, you all have some food, I'm really tired of you today."

He couldn't stand his younger brother, who was a foodie. After all, the big bun said that before handing it to him, he took a few sighs at the bun, and then he gave Ling Jingpeng each of them one by one, and finally it was his turn, holding the meat. It was only then that Ling Jingxuan of Baozi found out that his family was not only stingy, but also a good man.

"Well... it's delicious!"

Ling Wu took a bite, his mouth was full of oil, and he laughed so much, not to mention how satisfied, the others started one after another. They were really hungry, but Ling Jingxuan didn't continue to eat after taking a bite. It was not that he was not hungry, but that he was too hungry. It's oily, and I don't know if the ancients have less oil and water. This meat bun is full of fat, and it's too greasy. He really can't eat it from the 21st century.

"Dad why don't you eat?"

The three steamed buns ate two meat buns each, all of them holding their bulging stomachs, showing a look of satisfaction. Ling Wu's sharp eyes noticed the buns that Ling Jingxuan had bitten in his hand, his face was full of doubts, but his eyes were bright. Locking the bun in his hand, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but smile, sighed inwardly, and put the bun in his hand.

Zi handed it to him: "It's too hot, I can't eat it, give it to you."

"Okay... No, no, no, let's eat Daddy, I'm full."

The little bun hurriedly shrank back before he stretched out his hand, the corner of his mouth was wet, and his eyes stared at the bun with reluctance.

"Haha... I'll take it for you. Daddy really can't eat it. Didn't we buy meat? Just eat more meat at night."

For foodies, it is too difficult to control the temptation of food. Thanks to his filial piety, Ling Jingxuan is happy from the bottom of his heart, and it is worthwhile for him to love them.

"Dad, you are so nice!"

Hearing this, Xiao Baozi could no longer hold back his eager craving for meat buns. He held the buns in both hands and smiled sweetly. He looked exactly the same as when Ling Wen was holding the money. These brothers are indeed twins. The difference is that, One loves money, the other is greedy.

Chapter 035 Can I make it to order?

It is noon now, and the villagers generally do not have the conditions to eat lunch, and the market is still lively. When the ox cart drove out of the town, it happened to encounter two other ox carts, which were full of villagers who were going to go back. Naturally, there were also people from Lingjia Village. People, seeing the large and small packages in their car, the women couldn't help pointing at them, the happy atmosphere of the group was instantly destroyed, and the only one who could still laugh was Ling Jingxuan, but , Whether his smile came from the heart, it is open to question.

"Brother Han, is there a shop that burns kilns in the market at the entrance of our village?"

When approaching the border crossings of several villages, Ling Jingxuan asked suddenly, he remembered seeing it when he passed there in the morning.

"Yeah, the jars and tiles made by the old Wang's family are all good. Do you want to buy jars or tiles?"

Along the way, they also knew that Ling Jingxuan had recently sold some money by catching fish. Han Fei thought that he might want to buy tiles to renovate the house.

"Buy some jars, please stop in front of that shop later, Brother Zhao."

It's not that Ling Jingxuan didn't see what he meant, but he didn't say much. He was not in a hurry to build a house. The only thing he had to do now was to make money. He would oppose him building a big brick house. He didn't want to continue living in that thatched hut. If nothing else, the winter here is not like the 20th century because of environmental pollution. The phenomenon of warm winters generally occurs all over the world, and the real winter is absolutely cold. Dead man, before that, he had to build the house anyway.

"Brother, do you still buy jars? Did the jam really sell?"

When Ling Jingpeng heard it, he finally remembered the jam.

"Well, the other party also ordered the goods, and they are coming to pick them up tomorrow. It's always right for us to buy more jars and keep them ready."

After all, husband Zhao Han is an outsider, and Ling Jingxuan doesn't want to say more. Everyone is selfish. One or two silver jars of jam, who can guarantee that they will not stab him in the back when they find out?

After all, Ling Jingxuan still doesn't believe in human nature, just like before he died, the man who loved him repeatedly invited him to leave with him, but he repeatedly refused.

"That's right, it's good if you can sell it, then I'll stay and help you, and I'll go back tonight."

Ling Jingpeng didn't think much, nodded and made a decision.

Not long after, the ox cart stopped in front of a simple shop full of all kinds of burning products. It said that it was a shop, but it was actually an expanded version of the stall. During the season, the boss's business doesn't seem to be doing well. There is no one in the shop, so the goods on the car will be taken by others. This time, Zhao Hanfufu didn't get off the car with them, but Tiewa Zixing hurriedly jumped with the two steamed buns. down.