A small peasant girl

Chapter 125 All Inclusive

"Brother Guancha, you can count the money at the ten-cent stall." Seeing several yamen servants walking towards them, Wenzi hurriedly took out the ten-cent silver coins from his pocket. I have a different feeling for the official errands of this era.

"Look, I'll just say this little boy is clever." The tall and thin yamen servant reached out to take the money handed over by Wenzi, and said to his colleagues with a smile, "You guys have to try this tofu brain today, It tastes really good."

"Brother Guancha, how many bowls of tofu nao do you want today?" Wen Zi saw that the business came to the door, and there was free publicity, and he had a lot of expectations for the prospect of tofu nao.

"Let's have a taste of six bowls first." The short and fat yamen servant glanced at his colleagues around him, and counted the number to Wenzi, "You count the eighteen coins, we don't give you money for nothing. "

"No, no, no, how can the big brother of the official send take a fancy to our small money, six bowls of tofu nao, it will be full for you." Wenzi took the warm money, and his heart was warm, feeling that she His luck is not too bad, at least he hasn't encountered any bad government servants like the city management who behaved badly in his previous life.

"Oh, it tastes really good." The yamen servant who ate tofu nao for the first time took a sip and couldn't help telling the truth. Yesterday he didn't believe that there was anything better than meat, but today he ate it to his mouth. After swallowing it, I found that the taste of tofu nao is not inferior to the fried meat at home.

The other barrel of tofu brains, under the unintentional free publicity of the yamen servants, gradually came to the end. At this moment, Xuan Tong came trotting here with two girls dressed as maids.

"Why didn't I see you coming yesterday?" Although Xuan Tong is a slave, he doesn't need to go to the street to solicit business. He doesn't know much about going to the market. people.

"Yesterday was not the day to go to the market, so I didn't come. Are you eating tofu brains or..." Wenzi saw Xuantong, thinking of the reward of five hundred wen he gave, although his attitude was still unfriendly, but also Can keep smiling and talking.

"Hmph, lazy man." Xuan Tong bent down and saw that there was not much tofu left in the barrel, and he was not in the mood to attack Wenzi for being lazy, "I will take care of the rest."

"Packed? Packed?" Wenzi saw that there was still a quarter of the tofu nao in the wooden barrel, and quietly talked with the girl next to him. It might be unrealistic that the three of them had finished eating all of them.

"How do you do it? Are you afraid that I won't be able to afford it?" Xuan Tong is a slave himself, with a low self-esteem in his heart, but there are some subtle emotions. For example, when he sees poor people, he subconsciously feels that he is superior to others.

"Guest officer, look at you joking, with your outfit, it is more than enough to buy a few barrels of tofu." Wen Zi saw the displeasure on Xuan Tong's face, so he could only explain: "The remaining I’m afraid there are still fifteen or sixteen bowls of tofu nao, if you buy it back, it’s fine if there are many people eating it, but if not many people eat it, the tofu nao will lose its taste overnight.”

"This is just like a human saying." Wen Zi's explanation made Xuan Tong feel more comfortable. He originally only planned to buy it back to honor his son Xuanyuan Po, and eat to satisfy his hunger, "It's okay, you wrap it up, Wei Er It’s a change that makes people fall, and it’s not short of a few dollars.”

"But I only have a bowl here, and nothing to hold tofu brains. What should I do?" Wenzi tried her best to suppress her emotions and not to explode. Flattery, it is best to be able to avoid each other far away.

"You don't need to worry about this." Xuan Tong pointed to the maid behind him with his eyes, and saw a large porcelain bowl in the maid's basket, "I want it together with sugar water."

"Okay." Wenzi took the big porcelain bowl from the servant girl's hand, and filled it with three big porcelain bowls. The remaining porcelain bowl was used to hold sugar water, "Look, it's all filled."

"Well, your hands and feet are quite nimble." Xuan Tong nodded as he was satisfied with the speed of Wen Zi's work. He took out a small piece of broken silver from his pocket, threw it on the wooden board, and said to the two maids beside him, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)