The fairy city of the market man

Chapter 55
Last night, I raised my eyebrows and drank at home, just because I didn't want her to see her in a mess.

But he still couldn't avoid it, he was very drunk that night, he couldn't get up early on time, and he couldn't wake up until Mei'er came to call for lunch, and he still smelled of alcohol.

Mei'er couldn't wake up even when she was outside, so she woke up by pushing the door open and shaking.

Shaking his head hard, trying to find some meaning, he knew that the wine was strong.

Reach out and pinch the girl's face first, to take advantage of it.

Being pinched by him again, Meier is used to it, she only whispered: "I'm waiting for dinner!"

Mei'er left first when he went out, he got up, dressed, rinsed his mouth with salt, went to the basin to wash his face, shook it and went to eat.

The old woman frowned and called: "Girl, pour him a bowl of sour soup!"

Seeing how hangover he looked, Cao Si smiled and asked, "Just say I don't drink much, how much did you drink last night?"

Shang San'er sighed: "Uncle Chen of the tailor shop, he insisted on sending his daughter to be a girl, and now he felt that he was at a loss. He came to drink me in the middle of the night, and he didn't know how much good wine he wasted. When did he leave?"

Hearing him make up nonsense to coax Cao Si, Mrs. Shang got angry: "Who knows? Ask Han Si!"

Cao Si had a grudge against that boy of the Han family, so he would not ask about it.

Mei'er poured out a bowl of sour soup made from pickled vegetables, and Shang San'er drank it, feeling better.

There are many things to do as a girl, and Mei'er went to deliver food to the concierge Han Si, Cao Si asked Shang San'er again: "If Uncle Chen drinks a meal, will the girl really give you a treat?"

Shang San'er nodded: "No, he warmed my bed!"

There was a sound of "bang dang", which means that the sin thorn fell to the ground.

The old lady wanted to show her power, and the two brothers bowed their heads together, not daring to say a word anymore.

Mei'er came back and said: "Brother Han said, if it's okay, he will follow Brother Tian and the others to dig the tree after dinner, and don't come in and talk about it!"

Mrs. Shang replied: "I'm all idle, what can I do?"

Only then did we move our chopsticks together.

After eating, Cao Si said, the persimmons that the third child picked yesterday taste really good, and he hasn't eaten enough, so he wants to ask for some more.

Ben had picked quite a lot, and every family would share some. When Shang San'er took it out from the dog's back, there was only half a basket left.

Cao Si shouted: "Third brother, give it all to me!"

Shang San'er shook his head: "Yesterday I forgot, the old lady and the girl only ate Aunt Zhao's candy, but they haven't eaten this yet!"

"Then I will share half!"

Pick some out, and take the rest of Cao Si away with the basket.

The girl was washing dishes in the kitchen, and when Cao Si left, the old woman asked, "You slept until noon, you don't plan to fish for shrimp today?"

Shang San'er answered honestly: "I'm not good enough, I can't catch seven knots!"

"That smelly wine you drank last night?"

"Ok!"

The old lady reminded again: "You will take over your body, at least be more careful!"

Shang San'er nodded.

In addition to the lack of distance for thousands of miles, the fishing line set in Nettle City is also less, so we need to set another one or two hundred feet.

At present, I can't afford to catch Qijie prawns, because of that girl, Shang San'er is a little annoyed by Liujie Mountain, so I don't want to go there for now.

Earning merits and virtues is not necessarily dependent on selling shrimps, Shang San'er thought, selling all the Qianjin Qionghualu brewed this time would be enough for expenses.

Thinking about something, he casually peeled a persimmon to honor his wife.

It is smooth and sweet to eat, and it is indeed better than the caramel provided by the fat aunt.

Mrs. Shang finished eating, wiped her mouth, and gave two compliments. Seeing that Shang San'er was still peeling, she reached out her hand to stop: "The girl will love it too, save some for her, and you are not allowed to steal!"

Shang San'er sighed: "Mother! I won't tell you what I found, but your own son!"

The old lady ignored it, so he could only smile wryly: "I'll find some more when I'm free, there must be more outside the city!"

"That's right, pick more, and make persimmons if you can't finish them!"

The two persimmon trees that Shang San'er encountered were really delicious, the old lady thought about it, and said: "You are not a good person, you just pick what you see, and I will take the girl to find it when I have time! "

After the girl finished washing the dishes, the old lady ate persimmons with her, so that her chin was covered with flesh.

Shang San'er didn't allow her to wipe her mouth, and deliberately teased her: "Mei'er, take a bowl and fight crickets with the third master!"

Mrs. Shang glared at him, but didn't care about it anymore, she got up and went to find her own business.

Mei'er came over with a bowl and wiped her chin clean, not to make fun of him.

Shang San'er wiped away the moisture in the bowl with the silk towel she used to wipe her mouth, and caught two crickets from the dog's back, and tore off their hair as grass to tease her, really teaching her to play.

The landlady taught how to raise good worms, but even if they really want to raise them, it is impossible to keep all the hundreds of worms. The winner must be determined first, and the leader must be kept.

This cricket worm, whoever has been defeated in a fight, even if his body is still intact, most of his fighting spirit will disappear, and he will easily refuse to fight again in the future, and let go of those who lose.

A dignified sixth-order human immortal, who has never played before, needs to be taught, and is not interested in this little bug fighting. He only wants to find time to do his homework or help Mrs. Shang with things.

Seeing that Meier was absent-minded, it was boring to force her, so Shang San'er turned to teasing her and forced her to call her "Third Master", but she couldn't even say it, so she had no choice but to take advantage of it, so he let her go.

When he took the dog out of the house and went to the winery to see the brewed wine, Han Yaoniang followed closely, very vigilant, lest he seek opportunities to take advantage of Tiaomei.

It's not interesting.

After seeing the wine and going out, Cao Sigang turned into Zhao's small restaurant.

Not knowing what this guy was doing, Shang San'er was curious, walked over a few steps lightly, and listened intently.

"Aunt Zhao, when will your restaurant open?"

The fat aunt answered him: "We'll just find a place to live. When will we talk about making a living?"

Hearing the voice, he knew that Cao Si was not reconciled: "The city is empty, but your family lives in a restaurant, why are you so idle? The Chen family on the opposite side is all making clothes, let anyone choose!"

"Bah! There are only a few people in the city, and the caravan doesn't come here. The clothes on the opposite side can be kept for a long time, and the door is open to sell food. Can it be compared? I only cook it for you alone, so you can't catch up with the savings? And don't you have a place to eat? "

Cao Si sighed: "Aunt Zhao doesn't know, I eat and drink in that mansion, sooner or later it depends on people's faces, maybe I will be kicked out one day, and now the wine grains are being watched by someone!"

Aunt Zhao "cheated" and laughed: "I heard what the sister of the Han family said! Don't worry, when you are kicked out next time, you will come to my house with money in exchange for food, and I won't let you eat wine lees!"

Because Cao Si's face is more upright, this fat aunt who likes handsome young people treats him well, which makes Shang San'er not happy to hear it.

But then I thought: "Mei'er's father and mother worked hard to make a few clothes, don't try to fit them, just say thank you and wear them away; the pigs that Uncle Tu killed were also raised by Tian Yu's hard work, each family just divides the meat; There are also things in the grocery store, and you can take them as you want. There are few people at the moment, so that’s all right, and when there are more homes, the money will have to be spent!"

But a personal fairy, which one is really rich?
Even if he Shang San'er bought materials to make wine, he was short of money.

Where is the money in Green Willow City now?

Of course it's Mr. Cao Si who ate fat early, claiming to be the richest man!

If you don't want to sell the antique furniture in the city lord's mansion, only Cao Si will have cash!
Brothers who have been with you for many years, if you are not good, you will lose your loyalty!
Shang San'er's eyes lit up, and he decided to beat Cao Siqiufeng, share some money to spend, and whispered: "Old dog, go to Cao's house to search at night, and see where he hides his money?"

Aunt Fat assured that Cao Si felt a little more at ease. When he went out, he saw Shang San'er and asked him, "Sir, why are you standing there?"

Shang San'er smiled: "Lucky yesterday, I caught a lot of crickets, but I was delayed by planting trees. I just remembered that I was going to fight with you!"

Cao Si curled his lips: "Since you became the city lord, when have you had time to play?"

As soon as he praised him, Shang San'er smiled and said, "I didn't have much free time before, and I have nothing to do today. Come!"

Pull him back to Zhao's restaurant: "Uncle Zhao, Aunt Zhao, I will borrow your place to fight crickets, and give you a bowl!"

If you want to get Cao Si's money, first spend a day with him.

Old man Zhao only smoked and ignored the two of them. When the fat aunt brought a bowl, Shang San'er grabbed a few crickets from the dog's back: "You pick one first!"

Catching crickets on a dog's back is faster than catching lice. It's all a fairy's skill. Cao Si swallowed his saliva in secret envy, and cursed in his heart.

But he has a greedy temper, scolding in his heart, and thinking that he has not fought against crickets this year, Shang San'er took out these few crickets, looked at them, and became interested, and shouted: "You still often It's just for fun, how can we fight without weighing first?"

Experts in playing crickets have to weigh them before fighting. They must be of the same size and weight to be a good opponent. If they exceed one centimeter, they will not want to end the fight, for fear of harming their own treasures.

After yelling, Cao Si ran out and went into the silver shop to find Xiaocheng.

In that store, the silver wares had been raided long ago, but the small scales for weighing the silver hadn't been taken away.

Cao Si found the scale, carefully weighed a few insects with the bowl turned upside down, picked out two that weighed [-] centimeters in weight, and pulled out their hair to tease them, watching them fight.

The winner was divided equally, and it was Shang San'er who was defeated and fled.

With a critical eye, this time it was Cao Sisheng.

Although there is no gambling, it is also fun to watch the insects fight.

Amidst Cao Si's cheers, the defeated one just jumped off the table, and the white crane of the Zhao family who was standing by the side stretched out its head, and pecked and ate it.

Throw the winning one back to the dog's back for raising, and then weigh it again, and choose another two to fight.

The defeated ones were pecked and eaten by white cranes.

Cao Si said "tsk tut" twice, and praised: "He's a crane, with sharp eyes and quick mouth, and he won't grab what's on our table!"

Shang San'er called to Bai He: "You want to be greedy, go find the river to catch fish, there are few insects in the city, at least let it live for a few more days, and listen to the sound!"

Bai He ignored it and just continued to watch, waiting for them to fight again.

The fat aunt had already gone to the backyard. Mr. Zhao knocked twice on the threshold with his cigarette stick, and rarely opened his mouth: "This is my room. They all ran out, making noise at night, and letting people sleep?"

Shang San'er laughed and joked: "You don't think it's noisy when Aunt Zhao calls?"

Zhao Tong squinted his eyes and smiled, took the tobacco plug again, and stopped talking.

Shang San Cao Si then chooses crickets.

Have fun, time goes by fast.

When Tian Yu, Han Si and others came back from digging trees outside the city, they passed by Zhao's restaurant, so they couldn't help but stop and say a few words.

After a while, the two children of the Tu family who had nothing to do got the news, and they came together to find them. After watching the fight, they started to discuss crickets.

Shang San'er taught the younger brothers how to use a small scale, and asked for a bowl, so that they could have another game beside them.

Two big rogues fight seven per cent, and two little urchins fight six per cent.

Both sides were in high spirits, and Baihe also ate the defeated one mouthful.

Until dinner time, when everyone had to go home, they stopped, and all the winning crickets were deposited back on the dog's back.

Seeing that there were many crickets on the dog's back, the two children asked to continue playing tomorrow.

Cao Si didn't speak, just looked at Shang San'er.

I don't want to go to Liujie Mountain for the time being, and I have to wait a few days to make wine, Shang San'er also agreed: "Success! After lunch tomorrow, I'd better come to Uncle Zhao's house to fight!"

Xiao Cheng kept it at his house.

After going out, Shang San'er said to the two children again: "It's not good for you two to be crazy all day long, Mr. Dong who lives in the public school is a well-educated Confucianist, if not, I'll ask him to teach you Are you two reading?"

The two children of the Tu family all rolled their eyes at him, and the older one called: "Uncle City Master, you are good at fighting crickets, but you want to send us to study, don't be too mean!"

The young man said: "We can read some characters, as long as we have enough!"

The two wild boys have gone crazy, they don't want to go to school, Shang San'er can't help it, thinking about talking to their parents again someday.

(End of this chapter)