Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1109 I Will Submit You Without Supporting the Wall (14)

For King Xin, anything related to money is a fatal matter.

He must swear to the death to defend the purse of his princess.

Looking at Xin Wang's defensive eyes, the little beauty said, "." How could she not know that she was so annoying.

At this moment, the father who was about to be buried on the ground next to him suddenly sat up with an "Aww", holding his hand and blowing non-stop.

Those people who were still watching the theater at the side, when they saw this scene, they all ran away screaming: "The corpse is scammed!"

The area that was originally full of people was cleared in an instant, leaving only the bewildered little beauty, the guarded Xin Wang, the "live" father who was stepped on by Xin Wang inadvertently, and Jin Qing who was watching the fun happily .

I saw the father blew on his trampled fingers, and said viciously to the little beauty: "When you rented me back then, you didn't say that there was still stepping on your fingers, so I have to add it to you." Medical bills!"

The little beauty nodded with a blank face: She was so overwhelmed at the beginning that she learned from others to rent a father for herself!
Xin Wang looked back at Jin Qing proudly: "You see what I said, right, this is a lie."

Jin Qing nodded approvingly: "Well done, live well!" I really don't guarantee that you can live to the end of old age smoothly.

Xin Wangzhuang smiled shyly at Jin Qing as if he didn't understand: it was the first time someone spoke to him with such concern.

Afterwards, Jin Qing and Xin Wang walked away, not caring about the collapse of the little beauty who was being held by the rented "father" to pay compensation.

Neither of them is a person with a sense of public morality, and they have reached a consensus on the aspect of running away after causing trouble.

On the way back, Jin Qing finally realized how much Xin Wang really deserved.

On the way back, there is a market street where many people sell their stalls on weekdays.

The aromas of various foods are intertwined, which makes people feel a strange sense of satisfaction.

In the past, King Xin would often walk around this snack street for a few times. He was full of the smell here, and he felt satisfied when he went back to drink porridge.

But the situation is different now, his princess is really rich.
Thinking of the endless pickpockets on the snack street, Xin Wang just wanted to drag Jin Qing home as soon as possible.

Therefore, whenever Jin Qing stood in front of any stall, Xin Wang would immediately come out to pick up the skins on the spot, causing the stall owner to glare.

dim sum stall
"I can't buy it, I can't buy it. Look at her hair is so oily, and she scratches it from time to time. The snacks that I put out with this hand are all her hair oil in my mouth."

The people who were queuing in front of the dim sum stall were silent for a moment, looked carefully at the dandruff-covered proprietress, and then found reasons to leave.

The aunt at the dim sum stand looked at Xinwang who was still chattering, and silently grabbed her rolling pin.

ramen stand
"You can't eat this. Look at that man's sweat dripping into the dough when he was kneading the dough barebacked. All you eat is his sweat."

The person who was eating noodles looked at the fragrant noodles in his bowl: "." Why did he suddenly feel that he couldn't swallow it.

The noodle stall uncle clenched the noodle strainer in his hand.

Food stall
"You can't buy it. You see, the bowls used by these people haven't been cleaned properly. We'll use them after the last person used them. What we eat must be their saliva."

The man who was cooking grabbed the cooking spoon.

Walking all the way, King Xin ransacked all the stalls.

The originally bustling food stalls are rarely deserted.

Jin Qing looked at Xin Wang who was still chattering in surprise: It's really a miracle that this guy can live till now.

Being disgusted all the way, even she wanted to hit someone, okay?

In fact, these words were buried in Wang Xin's heart on weekdays to urge himself to save money.

If he didn't want Jin Qing to go home earlier, he might never have said it.

The last stall on the snack street is a meat stall, a pig that has been cut up is being hung on a hook, and there is a large pot next to it, which is boiling the braised pig's head and offal.

Jin Qing stood in front of the butcher stall, she finally saw the meat, it was the meat of a whole pig.

After traveling through so many worlds, Jin Qing discovered one thing a long time ago, that is, all novels are deceitful.

No one will deal with any pigs in the water, they are all thrown away, and any pig bones are added to be given away, which is basically nonsense.

In the era of scarcity of ingredients, who knows how to deal with these things better than anyone who kills pigs.

These are meat that can be exchanged for money!
Smelling the aroma of stewed meat wafting from the pot, Xin Wang was angry for the first time without opening his mouth.

He can only eat meat every month during palace banquets, so he is naturally hungry now.

At this time, seeing that Jin Qing wanted to buy meat, Xin Wang obediently closed his mouth, waiting quietly to take the meat home and drink the broth.

Who would have thought that before Jin Qing asked the price, the owner of the butcher's stall grabbed the kitchen knife in his hand and chopped it heavily on the cutting board: "What do you want to say?" He stared at the two for a long time, knowing that The business in this street was messed up by these two people, so naturally they would not be angry with Jin Qing and the others.

Minced meat mixed with sawdust splashed everywhere, and the shopkeepers next to him were all attentively watching the movement of the butcher stall owner, planning to wait for any movement from his side, and they would immediately rush up to beat that broken mouth and make a living.

Originally, King Xin was waiting for Jin Qing to buy the meat, but the owner of the meat stall chopped it off with a kitchen knife, and immediately frightened him severely.

King Xin raised his legs and was about to run, but Jin Qing grabbed his neck from behind.

Seeing Jin Qing take two steps forward, the butcher immediately grabbed the kitchen knife on the cutting board: "What are you going to do?"

Although he looks fierce and frightening, he has never really fought anyone, and he always uses his appearance to scare others.

At this moment, seeing Jin Qing walking towards him step by step with a straight face, the owner of the butcher stall also felt a little nervous.

Who would have thought that Jin Qing sat down on the stool in front of the booth: "How do you sell your meat when it's cooked?"

The owner of the meat stall: "." What's the situation, isn't it about to fight!

Tell the butcher stall owner the location of King Xin's Mansion, and tell him to marinate a pig and send it to him at night. Jin Qing took King Xin and left the snack street.

The owner of the meat stall was also a little confused, how could these two Xinwangfu purchases be so virtuous!

At this time, a slender figure quietly appeared beside the meat stall owner: "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

Sure enough, Kyoto is much more lively than other places, and all the entertainment facilities are readily available.

Jin Qing and Xin Wang were standing at the door of a gambling house at this time, looking at the big gambling character in front of them, Xin Wang refused in his heart: "Princess, let's go back to the house."

He feels that nothing is safer than staying at home.

Jin Qing tilted his head and squinted at King Xin: "What are you going to eat when you go back?"

Looking at Jin Qing's expression, he swallowed back his words that he wanted to drink broth with Jin Qing, trusting the king.

(End of this chapter)