National Witch: This white hair is a bit dandruff

Because she often comes, An Aya has long been familiar with these stallholders in the vegetable market.

"Sister Wang hasn't seen you for two days, you are getting younger and younger."

"Grandma Liu, your body is still so tough, and you smile so happily, it seems that today's business is good."

An Aya greeted them familiarly.

"Hey! It's Aya Aya. You girl, your mouth will always be so sweet.

"I heard you went to the trial. How, no danger, right?

"Yes, yes! Monsters are so ferocious, you skinny and small, you have to be careful and safe." "

Speaking of monsters. Some stall owners who are not very busy and have no customers to greet. And the people who came to buy vegetables also began to discuss it with all their tongues.

After all, most of them are ordinary people, and there is no way to become real witches. Although I often heard about monsters, I saw them all on the magic net, and no one had personally faced them.

Living in the safest city that is protected by layers. For them, although they know that monsters are very terrifying and ferocious, they are more fresh and curious.

An Aya grinned and crossed her hands at her waist.

"I'm so powerful, the monsters all turned around and ran away when they saw me. I was carrying two watermelon knives similar to Sister Wang.

An Aya pointed to the watermelon knife on the fruit stall.

My hand rises and falls, my hand rises and falls. One by one, it's like chopping melons and cutting vegetables. Everyone

laughed. No one took it seriously, all thought she was joking. After everyone said and laughed a few words, they went back to their business.

An Aya walked to a stall selling vegetables and fruits.

"Grandma Liu, this cucumber is good. And this bean and tomato also bring me some. The vegetables you sell are always so clean and fresh.

Grandma Liu, who sold vegetables, happily agreed.

"By the way, I saw your family cute before. It's all grown that big now. I heard that last time I took the exam, I got the top three in the class. Speaking

of her proud granddaughter, Grandma Liu obviously had a proud look on her face. But the mouth is still modest.

"That girl is very wild, if I have Aya Aya half of your intelligence and understanding, I will be satisfied."

An Aya pulled the parents beside her. In a few words, the folds on Grandma Liu's face were laughed into chrysanthemums.

Don't look at Grandma Liu's age, and her hair is already gray. But the movements under the hand are very sharp. , It didn't take long to pack the vegetables that An Aya wanted.

"By the way, this bamboo shoot is taken back to make soup, it is very fresh."

An Aya smiled sweetly.

"Then you're welcome."

After leaving from Grandma Liu, An Aya went to the stall selling fruits again. In this way, under her sweet talk formula, this one gives a handful of spring onions, and that one gives a few more oranges.

An Aya mainly buys vegetables, fruits, meat and the like, and she still has a lot of them in her storage bracelet.

When they were almost all purchased, An Aya found a place where no one was and put these large bags of things into the storage bracelet.

The truth that wealth is not exposed, An Aya is still very clear. Storage props are nothing for a real witch.

It can be placed in ordinary people, and An Aya, and they are still relatively valuable.

Clapping her hands, An Aya was ready to go home. As a result, he turned his head and saw a stall selling watermelons.

It is a bit strange that this stall stays in a very remote location. If it weren't for An Aya specifically looking for a place with fewer people, he wouldn't have found it.

And the owner of this stall is also strange, the whole person just sits there quietly. Don't do any shouting or shouting.

He wears a large sun hat on his head and sunglasses that cover half of his face. Even if a customer comes to inquire, he still doesn't answer.

Curious, An Aya walked over.

"Boss, how did you sell this melon?"

Under the brim of the hat, there was a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Ten Mora a pound. Don't pick, I'll give you which one to buy.

An Aya blinked in surprise, thinking that she had misheard.

Although it is not the peak season for watermelons, most of the prices are not expensive. These ten magic pulls a pound are no longer expensive, they are simply outrageous.

And there is a strange and domineering rule, you can't choose yourself.

"Boss, is your watermelon made of gold or silver, why is it so expensive? Everyone else is three magic pulls a pound.

"I don't care about others, mine will be sold at this price, if it is too expensive, you can not buy it."

An Aya also really felt that he had seen him for a long time, and it was the first time he saw the customers rushed outside.

At this moment, An Aya's curiosity and backbone were also aroused. She An Xiaoaya lacks everything, but she does not lack this backbone.

Today I have to see why your watermelon is so expensive.

"Okay, ten magic is ten magic la."

An Aya pointed to the largest watermelon.

"I'm going to want this."

"Nope! You can't choose, you can only sell you which is which. The

stall owner mercilessly refused. An Aya pointed to a slightly smaller one.

"Then this will always work. It's not all watermelons, what difference can there be.

"No, I can only choose for you."

The stall owner's hoarse words were already tinged with a little impatience.

"Whether you buy it or not, if you don't buy it, hurry up." Don't interfere with my business.

An Aya was about to laugh angrily, she had never seen anyone do this. It also affects your business, and there are no other people in the neighborhood except her and the stall owner.

"Okay, then you choose. I'm going to see what kind of watermelon you're going to choose. The

brim of the hat moved slightly, and the stall owner's gaze seemed to be looking around in front of him. An Aya then noticed that the stall owner himself had been sitting there with his head down from beginning to end, never looking up at her.

Under the cover of sunglasses and a wide brim, An Aya could only see the stall owner's somewhat pointed chin.

Finally, the stall owner reached out and pointed to a watermelon in the corner.

An Aya held the watermelon in front of him, and subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and patted it twice.

This watermelon is not big or small, and it clapses and makes a few banging sounds. It's like a snare drum.

An Aya couldn't hear whether she was familiar or not, but she had seen people do this in her previous life, so she subconsciously learned to shoot twice.

"You don't have to pick or choose. You sold me this, I don't know if it's ripe or not.

"I said you can't buy it!"

The stall owner's tone was marked with obvious impatience and a hint of anxiety.

"Buy, why not." But I have to know if your melon is good or not."

An Aya blurted out subconsciously.

"Boss, are you ripe for this melon?"

An Aya was stunned, how could this and this scene feel so familiar?

Before she could think clearly, the stall owner in front of her stood up abruptly and stared at An Aya deadly.

"Say, who asked you to come?"

An Aya's keen spiritual sense was already frantically warning. She actually felt the killing intent on the body of the stall owner opposite.

An Aya finally remembered why this scene was so familiar. TMD, isn't this Huaqiang buying melons.

"What is the boss so angry for, the little girl just wants to buy a melon."

A crispy joke came from the bone. In an instant, a mature and sexy woman stood beside An Aya.

An Aya, who came to him, had just met not long ago, and officially the Jiang Hong who could be called a big man in Jiangbei City.

It just made An Aya wonder how a big man like her could suddenly appear here.