Portable Space: The Divine Doctor, Little Farmer's Girl

Chapter 135 If You Starve to Death, That Kid Won't Starve to Death

Chapter 135 If You Starve to Death, That Kid Won't Starve to Death

Another one, Yan Bozhang's head was green, it's none of her business.

Even if all the men in the Yan family have green heads, it's none of her business.

Tian Dazhuang glanced at the sweet potato that Yan Xiaosi was carrying, and urged: "Aunt Yan, it's getting late, let's get the wheels out of the pit first."

Yan Xiaosi walked towards Tian Dazhuang, and handed him the sweet potato with mud.

"Brother Zhuang, come on."

Tian Dazhuang often feeds the old scalper and knows how to deal with it. He took the sweet potato and shook it in front of its nose. When it opened its mouth and stuck out its tongue to eat, Tian Dazhuang hurried away with the sweet potato.

"Moo!"

The old scalper was anxious, mooed twice, and ran after Tian Dazhuang.

The cart behind followed suit.

The four sisters Zhong and Yan Xiao rushed to help push.

With a bang, the heavy wheels finally climbed onto the smooth road.

After the old scalper ate the muddy sweet potato, the six of them got into the bullock cart and continued walking towards Daxing Town.

In the back part of the road, Tian Dazhuang drove the car carefully, the cart continued to bump for a while, and finally arrived at Daxing Town.

When the bullock carts entered the market, it was not yet midday, and there were still many people in the market.

While driving the car carefully, Tian Dazhuang asked Zhong: "Aunt Yan San, are we going directly to Chaishi?"

He only knew that Mrs. Zhong and the others came to the market today to sell firewood.

The three sisters Zhong and Yan Shuqin watched Yan Xiaosi, waiting for Yan Xiaosi to make a decision.

At this moment, the bullock cart was passing by the street next to the vegetable market, and seeing that there were vacant spaces on both sides of the street, Yan Xiaosi patted Tian Dazhuang on the shoulder: "Brother Dazhuang, drive the bullock cart to the open space over there."

Tian Dazhuang listened to her words and drove the ox cart to the open space on the left side of the street.

When the bullock cart came to a complete stop, Yan Xiaosi jumped out of the bullock cart, looked around at Mrs. Zhong and Yan Shuqin, and said, "Mother, eldest sister, second sister, third sister, let's sell firewood here." .”

Zhong Shi hesitated.

"Xiao Si, but this is a vegetable market."

Yan Xiaosi smiled and said: "Mother, firewood can also be sold in the vegetable market. There must be a lot of firewood in the firewood market. If we get the firewood to the firewood market, it may not be easy to sell. Another thing, here is In the vegetable market, there are a lot of people buying vegetables and meat, and there are people coming and going, and we can also sell those fur ball hairpins."

Listening carefully to what Yan Xiaosi said, Yan Shuqin felt that it made sense, and said to Zhong: "Mother, let's just listen to Xiaosi."

After Mrs. Zhong nodded, Tian Dazhuang helped unload the cart, got a few bundles of firewood off the cart, and found a place to pile them up.

Yan Xiaosi took a patched old cloth and spread it on the ground.

Seeing that she had laid the old cloth on the ground evenly, the three sisters Yan Shuqin took out the hairpins and placed them neatly on top of each other.

Tian Dazhuang was a little stunned when he saw those hairpins.

"These hairpins are so pretty, Xiao Si, where did you get them?"

Yan Xiaosi replied proudly: "Of course my eldest sister, second sister and third sister did it. My three older sisters are ingenious, and whoever they marry will be blessed."

After saying this, the three sisters Yan Shuqin blushed, especially Yan Shuqin, Yan Xiaosi said this in front of Tian Dazhuang, her heart was jumping uncontrollably.

Tian Dazhuang's eyes swept over the three sisters Yan Shuqin, but still looked at Yan Xiaosi.

"Little Four, you are fine too."

Yan Xiaosi patted his chest and said, "Of course I'm fine. A tall and handsome man like me is rare in Shaoyao Village."

"Pfft!"

Across the street is a teahouse. On the second floor of the teahouse, there are a man in a black robe and a man in a red robe.

The two were sitting by the window, and when they looked out, they could just see a pile of firewood and a few firewood sellers.

Murong Qinjian let out a chuckle, and looked back at Long Yu.

"Long Yu, isn't that guy who sells firewood on the opposite street the guy you've taken a fancy to? We've only been separated for a long time, and we met again. It seems that you and him are quite destined."

People who practice martial arts and medicine have good hearing. Murong Qinjian heard all the conversation between Yan Xiaosi and Tian Dazhuang just now.

Murong Qinjian glanced out of the window, couldn't help laughing, and said: "That kid actually said that he is tall and handsome, it's really shameless."

Long Yu was sipping tea lazily at first, but when he heard this sentence, he stopped and cast a glance at him.

"Murong Xiaojian, you are quite shameless."

The corner of Murong Qinjian's mouth twitched.

The expression of the war king Chitose at this moment made him feel that the war king Chitose was protecting his beloved woman.

"This king has only been away for a few days, but the brat's ability to sell melons and boast is getting better and better."

While speaking, the corners of Long Yu's mouth twitched, and there seemed to be a gentle smile flashing in his eyes.

Sitting opposite him, Murong Qinjian caught the fleeting gentle smile in his eyes, and immediately looked like he had seen a ghost.

It's over, the Great Chu Zhanwang really has a habit of breaking his sleeves.

"It sells firewood, it sells firewood, dry pine firewood, ten cents a bundle."

Downstairs, Mrs. Zhong had already yelled at the top of her voice.

Murong Qinjian was watching from the teahouse, seeing her yelling for a long time but no one cared about her, so she turned her head and asked Long Yu: "Long Yu, do you want to help?"

Long Yudao: "Murong Xiaojian, are you free? The king brought you to Daxing Town, not to let you drink tea and chat, and mind your own business."

He sneaked into Rongdi earlier and discovered the powerful weapon that King Rongdi was developing. Long Yu retrieved some of them. When he returned to the barracks, he handed it over to Murong Qinjian for research. After Murong Qinjian studied it, he found that The main ingredient of the stuff turned out to be saltpeter, and there was a large amount of saltpeter in the Siguniang Mountain Range. The reason why the two of them appeared in Daxing Town today was to pass through Daxing Town to the Siguniang Mountain Range.

have a finger in the pie!

Hearing these four words, Murong Qinjian couldn't understand Long Yu's thoughts.

Does War King Chitose care about that sissy boy downstairs, or does he not care?

"Long Yu, didn't you say that that family made a living by chopping and selling firewood? It seems that their firewood is not very easy to sell. Are you not afraid that they will starve to death?"

Long Yu said: "Murong Xiaojian, if you starve to death, even that cunning boy will not starve to death."

It's no wonder that a person who is fat enough to call other people's watchdogs to stew and eat them can make himself starve to death.

Murong Qinjian: "."

"Okay, let me meddle in my own business."

Long Yu put down his teacup, stood up, and stared at the coquettishly dressed man condescendingly: "Murong Xiaojian, are you full? Get out of here quickly when you're full."

After drinking a few cups of tea and some refreshments, Murong Qinjian's stomach was already full. The two left the teahouse, walked out of Daxing Town, and headed towards the Siguniang Mountain Range with ease.

In the market, Mrs. Zhong yelled for a long time, but when she saw that no one was paying attention, she was worried when a middle-aged woman came over.

"Big sister, you are selling firewood again."

(End of this chapter)