Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 11
She had to cover the remaining few coins in the purse, otherwise, the purse would be empty again.

I just wanted to cover my purse tightly, but I couldn't move in front of the pork shop.

That piece of meat, placed on the chopping board, was shining brightly, and the white meat seemed to have magical powers, making it impossible for Meng Kejun to lift his feet.

The meat in front of her reminded her of the pork belly that Qiaohui gave them that night.

Gulu——Meng Kejun swallowed hard, and his stomach also growled.

Since going out early in the morning, she has only gnawed on one sweet potato, and now she is not only hungry, but also thirsty.

The butcher shop owner Zhu Biaosan, who was resting on a recliner, glanced at the two pairs of legs under the chopping board from under the cattail fan covering his face, the two pairs of gray cloth shoes, the uppers of which were covered with yellow mud, and the one in front. Compared with the pork legs on her chopping board, her plump feet almost burst the cloth shoes on her feet.

From this point of view, he is not a wealthy owner, and he is afraid that he is just standing here to relieve his greed.

As soon as she saw Meng Kejun standing in front of the butcher shop, Qiaohui naturally knew that she wanted to eat meat, and it was true if she wanted to. During this period of time, the Dong family might just deliver the meat by themselves that day, so that the whole family would be touched. A little fishy.

"Why don't we buy some! Now that we know how to do business and make money, we can buy some toothpaste!"

Meng Kejun shook his head, and was about to walk away when he saw several pig lungs still stained with blood in a large frame under the chopping board.

"How much is this?" Meng Kejun asked, pointing to the pig's lungs in the frame on the ground.

"Five cents!" Zhu Biao said the price without raising his eyes.

"Brother, just three pennies!" Even if you can't eat meat, it's good to buy some of this tooth-beating sacrifice, anyway, it's all meat from pigs.

"Not for sale!" Zhu Biao, who was lying on the recliner, did not move for three times.

"Brother, look at such a hot day, if you don't sell it, I'm afraid it will be broken. It's better to sell me for two bucks than if it breaks."

"Forget it! Forget it! Take it!" Zhu Biaosan waved to Meng Kejun impatiently, and finally took off the fan that had been covering his face.

Zhu Biaosan, who took off the cattail leaf fan and revealed his face, really startled Meng Kejun and Qiaohui. His skin was rough, his face was full of flesh, and there were several scars at the corners of his eyes. Ping'er and Yueya'er were afraid that Ping'er and Yueya'er would look at him like this. You will be scared to cry at a glance.

Picking up the pig's lungs in the lower frame of the chopping board, Zhu Biaosan picked up a straw and tied it a few times, and handed it directly to Meng Kejun.

"That big brother..." Before Meng Kejun reached out to take it, Zhu Biaosan immediately threw the pig lung back into the box, "I won't sell any less!" Pu Shan planned to lie back on the couch again.

"Brother, you misunderstood, I'm not bargaining, I'm really thirsty, I want to ask for a bowl of water!"

Meng Kejun handed the money to Zhu Biaosan, thinking that this butcher's temper was really hot, but judging by his appearance, this temper is not much better, isn't it all said to be born from the heart.

Hearing what Meng Kejun said, Zhu Biaosan, who had misunderstood her, was a little embarrassed. He quickly covered his face with the cattail fan, and pointed to his shop, "There is water in it, pour it yourself!"

Quickly leading Qiaohui to the shop, there are kettles and cups on the round wooden table in the back room.Meng Kejun first poured a cup and handed it to Qiaohui, watching her pick up the cup and pour water into her mouth without saying a word, Meng Kejun felt extremely uncomfortable.

"Sister Qiaohui, you accompanied me to the market so early in the morning. It's hot and sunny. My sister, I can't even afford you a bowl of water or a steamed bun. I'm really sorry!"

"But Miss Jun, don't say that!" After pouring two glasses of water in a row, Qiaohui felt that her thirsty, smoky throat felt a lot better. I love doing business with you!"

Today, the business she did with Meng Kejun opened her eyes a lot. She never thought that this business could be done like this.

"Kangdang——" Just as Meng Kejun and Qiaohui were about to turn around and leave, there was a sudden sound of a bowl falling to the ground from the back room.

Zhu Biaosan, who had been lying on the recliner all the time, rushed into the inner room from in front of Meng Kejun and Qiaohui at the fastest speed.

"Is everything okay? Is there any injury?" Zhu Biaosan's eager inquiry could be heard at the door.

"It's okay! It's okay! Only one bowl was broken." It was a soft and waxy female voice that talked to Zhu Biaosan.

"Didn't I tell you that this meal is waiting for me to cook? Why are you so disobedient?" Zhu Biaosan blamed but with a pity voice, which surprised Meng Kejun and Qiaohui. You'll think you've heard it wrong.

"Hey! I'm still useless. I haven't cooked you a meal after being married for so many years..." The woman's soft voice was full of self-blame.

"Don't say that, being able to marry you is the greatest blessing in my life, Zhu Biaosan, and I, Zhu Biaosan, am willing to cook for you for the rest of my life..." Zhu Biaosan's words were heard by those standing at the door. Qiaohui couldn't help shivering, it seemed that this vicious, rough man with a face full of flesh still loved his wife quite a lot.

"Sister, let's go!" Qiaohui pulled Meng Kejun out the door immediately, if he listened to this again, he might vomit out the water he just drank.

Being dragged out of the house, Meng Kejun couldn't help but look back at the butcher's shop. What she was curious about was what kind of person could make this butcher with a face full of flesh and a fierce look speak like that, and what kind of person was there? The human voice is so pleasant, as if I have heard it somewhere.

After more than an hour, under the scorching sun, Meng Kejun and Qiaohui were drenched when they returned home.

"I'm back! I'm back!" Dong Jingye, who had been sitting under the corner of the eaves, immediately put down the half-made dustpan and stood up when he saw Meng Kejun approaching the gate of the courtyard.

"Let's go to my house for dinner!" At the gate of the courtyard, Meng Kejun pulled Qiaohui who had been with him for a whole morning, thinking about letting her go to his own house for dinner.

"Don't, it's very hot, I have to go home and wash it!" Qiaohui waved her hands and refused repeatedly, "Hurry up and go home for dinner! I can hear your stomach growling from five miles away!" Qiaohui smiled and ran away.

At this time, Huang's eyes were not very good. After listening to Dong Jingye's words, he had already stepped over the threshold and walked under the eaves.

Since Meng Kejun went out early in the morning, she hasn't been worried for a moment. There are many people in the market. This girl doesn't know the way and is afraid that she will get lost, and she is also worried that her brain will fall ill.Anyway, during the whole morning when Meng Kejun was not at home, she did not live in peace for a moment.

"Mother, it's me! I'm back from the market!" When responding to Mrs. Huang, Meng Kejun took off the dustpan basket on his shoulders and threw them together under the corner of the eaves. The oil, salt, pig's lungs and the medicine for Mrs. Huang were brought into the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)