Qingqiu is difficult

But even so, when he saw everyone's gaze, he really couldn't avoid it, so he said with a bitter face:

"Aweng, Boss Lu has more money than you. Logically speaking, the one with the highest price gets it. Why don't you want to grow some vegetables and food?"

Aweng cursed: "I thought I could have any wise ideas! How do the princes and nobles understand the pain of our people? They have grown grain this year, and the money they sold is not enough to make a loss! What a bad idea you have!"

With that said, he wanted to trouble Boss Lu again. Seeing that the matter was not resolved, Jingmo hurriedly said:
  "Boss Lu! I'm old and my family is poor. If you give in to me, I'll leave a good name for you!"

Boss Lu said angrily: "What kind of reputation do I want? I'm here to do business, not charity!"

As he said that, the two sides began to have a heated argument again. Seeing that the two almost came to blows, Xin Yi sneaked behind the boss, took out a handful of silver, and handed it to the shopkeeper:

"Well, I'll buy this seedling, and then you can take it to the old man's house! If the two of them fight again, I'll report it to the officials! When the time comes, the officials will come and confiscate your things, and you'll have to carry them around without eating!"

As soon as the shopkeeper heard this, he immediately took the money, and both parties immediately pressed the contract. After a while, the old man took the contract and burst into tears of gratitude:

"What a living female Bodhisattva!"

After saying that, he took out the money in his arms and gave it to Xin Yi. Xin Yi waved his hand and didn't take it, leaving Boss Lu alone and angry.

After walking for a long time, I saw a boy begging on the street. It was snowing heavily, but the boy was kneeling barefoot on the street.

Lu Xinyi couldn't bear it, tore off his shawl, tore it in half, squatted on the ground, and handed it to the boy.

"Wrap your feet quickly, it's so cold."

The boy looked up at her timidly. He looked about ten years old. Xin Yi couldn't help but think of Li Shubai. She wondered where he was now and whether he was living well.

I wonder what Tu Shansong is busy with now.

The boy did not dare to take the shawl. Seeing that his feet were so cold that they were bleeding, Lu Xinyi couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, so she simply grabbed his ankles and wrapped the half of the shawl around his feet.

Jingmo stretched out his hand, squatted down and said:

"Let me do it, you just introduce me...how can you condescend to others..."

"It doesn't matter who comes! Go buy this kid a bowl of hot soup, he's frozen!"

The boy looked at it blankly. It was already very difficult for him to show any kind of expression on his face. His whole body was stiff. Jingmo hesitated and said yes, then ran to buy hot soup. Xinyi wrapped his feet, his whole movement was skillful and agile , even though those feet were dirty and full of tiny wounds, she still wrapped them so carefully and tenderly.

After the bag was wrapped, Xin Yi looked at the little beggar's dull eyes, cupped his dirty little face with one hand, and said with a smile:
  "Little brother, where is your family? Are they all lost?"

The boy was speechless, but January Mandarin came from behind him:
  "He wasn't... lost. His parents... both fled here and probably died long ago. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been left to beg alone and barefoot."

Xin Yi stood up and turned around slowly, only to see that Na Sen had already changed into a Jingguo costume and looked no different from a Han Chinese. He was standing upright in front of her now, handsome and handsome, with an unparalleled aura of luxury.

With her eyes lowered, she said: "The prince knows a lot."

Nasen took off his cloak and handed it to the boy: "This is not a secret, but when... I come to the people to walk a few times, I leave Jingcheng, starving people are everywhere, ten houses are empty, and the mourning is endless... , the princess can also take a closer look." Lu Xinyi was stunned, she didn't know that this prosperous Jingguo, which was like a shining golden country, was actually riddled with holes behind it.

Before she could react, Nasen took another step forward and said with a smile: "By then, I don't know if the princess will be able to show her kindness like... today."

Xin Yi felt his face was hot. At this moment, Jing Mo came from behind, carrying a bowl of hot soup. Seeing Na Sen and others coming, he was surprised for a moment at first, and then, after hurriedly saluting Na Sen, Then he fed the hot soup to the boy.

Nasen looked at the boy and said to Xin Yi: "This is not the place to talk. I wonder if Princess... would you like to lend me a step to talk?"

"Just in time, I also have something to tell you."

The two of them greeted Jingmo and then came to a noodle shop. Nasen ordered two bowls of mutton noodles, which cost a lot of money. They were full of mutton pieces. He carefully wiped his chopsticks with a handkerchief several times before handing them to Xin Yi. .

“It’s been cold lately, so some mutton noodle soup will warm you up!”

After walking for a long time, Xin Yi felt a little hungry without realizing it, so he took a big sip of mutton soup. After one gulp, his whole body from the esophagus to the stomach was warmed up, a warm current rose up, and the sweat on his body was all over. They were about to be forced out, but the two of them were still embarrassed. After drinking the mutton soup, they couldn't help but feel warm.

Xin Yi was about to speak, but was stopped by Nasen:
  "Drink the soup first! Let's warm it up later!"

She had no choice but to obey, and after the two of them finished the soup, they ate the meat slices. The meat was delicious and chewy, and the original flavor of the meat in the red meat seemed to moisten the teeth. The soup was fragrant and the meat was fragrant, and it was a little simple. The fragrance of the condiments is floating between the lips and teeth at this moment. You can feel the unfinished fragrance by licking your tongue or puckering your lips.

Before he knew it, he had finished a bowl of mutton noodle soup. If it weren't for the fact that there was no room in his stomach, Lu Xinyi would have wanted to have another bowl.

Nasen raised his hand towards the waiter: "One more bowl!"

Nasen ate until sweat broke out from the tip of his nose. After Xinyi finished his own, he watched him eat. Nasen ate so deliciously, it was as if the noodles were sliding down his lips and throat. Every time he chewed, it was like a sublimation of the food.

Noticing that the other party was looking at him, Nasen stopped using his chopsticks and looked up at her:
  "Why, my prince, am I that handsome?"

"No, just watching you eat makes people feel very satisfied." Xin Yi said beautifully, "We in Jingguo regard thinness as beauty, and women especially dare not eat too much. They can't eat too much themselves. Watching others eat is also a kind of enjoy."

Hearing this, Nasen stirred the soup a few times with his chopsticks, and then picked up another piece of noodles. Only this time, he ate slowly and gracefully.

"Don't chew it carefully, just eat it the way you did at the beginning, it will be satisfying!" Xin Yi said anxiously.

Although he didn't understand what the visitor meant, Nasen still smiled helplessly, picked up the bowl, and poured a large bowl of mutton noodle soup into his belly.

After a hearty feast, the two of them held their stomachs, looked at each other, and laughed in unison.

"Why are you laughing?" Nasen looked at the woman opposite. This guy had obviously stolen someone else's things, and now he was sitting openly opposite the original owner without any guilt.

Xin Yi tugged on her pigtails: "I'm laughing at you for coming to me to talk about business, but it's like me drinking with you, and you're flattering yourself before we even start talking."

Hearing this, Nasen smiled helplessly and shook his head: "If Mr. Jingmo knew that you and I were feasting here at this moment... he would probably resent you for leaving him to that beggar!"

"Jingmo won't be so stingy!" Xin Yi raised his eyebrows, "He has probably taken that little beggar to some restaurant for a big meal. Maybe he can eat better than us. Be nice!"