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"Five yuan a piece, one piece of sausage, one piece of egg, and one piece of noodles." Seeing that the other party was not looking for trouble, the aunt also lowered her head and got busy with her work, repeating the lines she had said countless times: " Little Heizi, with your size, you have to order a dish with sausage, eggs and noodles."

"A total of 8 yuan." The old man beside him helped her conclude.

"Oh." Manan Will nodded again and again, wanting to take out the money, but suddenly found that his current money was still Dao Le, and it had not been exchanged into the currency of Kyushu.

"Are you happy to collect knives here?"

"What knife?"

The aunt asked suspiciously, but when she saw the black man's face in front of her, she immediately realized something: "Oh, you mean money from the country, it's accepted."

"This is the price list, just give it according to this." While speaking, she took out a price board and put it on the booth, so that Manan Weir could see it clearly.

"Uh, give me a copy..." He stretched out a finger, thought for a while and then withdrew his hand and said, "Wait a minute, how long will it take to finish?"

If you have to wait too long, forget it, there is another person waiting behind.

"About 10 minutes. Are you in a hurry to leave?" The aunt blinked and said in a low voice, "If you are in a hurry, I will make you a copy first."

Ah, is it so sweet?

Hearing this, Manan Will was very happy, but he always felt that something was missing...

"Of course, you have to pay more." After a few seconds, the aunt added leisurely: "Add one piece."

Well, there is no shortage this time.

Manan Weir placed the order contentedly, and within a minute, he took a bowl of hot and fragrant grilled cold noodles from the aunt's hand, squeezed out of the crowd and returned to Qiu Dong's side.

"So fast?" Seeing that he came back so soon, Qiu Dong was a little surprised.

It stands to reason that with so many queues, it should take a while.

But when Manan Weil described the process to him, Qiu Dong immediately understood.

Added money, that's all right.

"Let's go inside, Ye Bingwen just sent me a message." Qiu Dong waved his phone, the screen was turned off, and Manan Weir couldn't see the content of the chat, but it goes without saying that he knew what they probably talked about .

"it is good."

……

"What is this?"

Walking on the dazzling snack street, Kuonji Risa's eyes lit up. She found something that aroused her interest, and walked over with small steps.

Ye Bingwen, who was scanning the nearby dried fruits and candies, turned his head when he heard the words, and his eyes widened instantly when he saw the girl's whereabouts.

It's broken, why did she rush to cut the cake?

Sister, that thing can't be moved!

"What's wrong?" Noticing the change in Ye Bingwen's expression, Melville asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong with that paving?"

As she said that, she also looked at the small trolley where Kuonji Risa was going. The most eye-catching thing was the exquisite pastry with a diameter of one meter lying in the trolley. Even she who had seen all kinds of desserts would be surprised attracts attention.

There's nothing wrong with it other than looking good.

"That thing is called Qie Cake." Ye Bingwen wiped the sweat from his forehead, and quickly explained: "It is a traditional pastry with a long history, which contains walnut kernels, raisins, sesame seeds, almonds, sweet dates, roses, etc. Desserts made from ingredients."

"Sounds very interesting." After listening to Ye Bingwen's description, Melville licked his lips, this time she was also interested: "I'll take a look too."

"Ah?" Ye Bingwen was dumbfounded, why do you want to join in the fun?

This is not possible, he has to follow behind, at least not to cause any conflicts, if something happens and he is forced to stay here and not be able to participate in the afternoon ceremony, it will be bad.

If you don't know the price of the cut cakes, it's easy to get ripped off...

And the fact is exactly the same, the white-haired old lady who sells sliced ​​cakes was looking at the tourists coming and going on the street in a daze, when she suddenly saw a girl from other places walking towards her, what made her even more delighted was that this The thoughts in the girl's heart were almost written on her small face, and she didn't know what she would encounter next. This kind of ignorant and silly child was the goal she had been waiting for.

"Son, do you want to try the pastry? It's delicious." The smile on the old lady's face was so strong that it couldn't melt. She bowed her waist and waved to Jiuyuanji Lisa, speaking in a poorly spoken Kyushu standard dialect. : "This is an authentic western snack, which is delicious, sweet and inexpensive."

Before she finished speaking, she put her hand on the spatula that was set aside, and skillfully hung it over the sliced ​​cake. People passing by stopped nearby, as if they were waiting for a good show to be staged.

But the old lady didn't care about their reactions, as long as they didn't say a word to remind the little girl, she would ignore them.

"How much do you want, child?" Finding that the girl in front of her still didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, her heart was filled with joy: "Our price is fair, they sell it for 10 yuan, and we have 8 yuan, if you want it , I'll cut a piece for you."

"Ah?" Seeing what the old lady said, Jiuyuansi Lisa was also moved: "Then let's cut it for 8 yuan."

What, 8 yuan?

The corners of the old lady's mouth twitched. You can buy a walnut for eight dollars.

It's hard to find such customers who are taken advantage of by her. How could she be reconciled if she didn't earn hundreds or even thousands from her in one go?

Give her a big one and let her have a long memory!

"Our sliced ​​cakes are uniformly 8 yuan, and it is 8 yuan if you cut it from anywhere."

The old lady did not directly respond to Kuonji Risha's request. The spatula was placed near the break where the cake was cut and moved to the inside. As soon as she exerted force, the spatula in her hand immediately went down, and there was a sound of cracking nuts The sound of the sound means that a new unlucky egg is about to be born.

It is estimated that the child thought that the big piece was only 8 yuan, and did not even ask her whether it was 8 yuan a catty or 8 yuan a tael, which is really strange.

Hehe, this knife has already gone down, it's too late to regret it now.

Although the place where she cuts is very thin, but no one stipulates that she can only cut vertically, as long as she cuts along a diagonal line, she can finally cut a ladder block, which can make this reckless little girl cry with regret speak up.

"Wait a minute." Just as the old lady was about to continue with the knife, a strange female voice suddenly stopped her.

And who doesn't have eyes to disturb her business?

The old lady raised her head with gloomy eyes, and met Melville's eyes in front of the cart. Before she could speak, what the other party said shocked her directly: "Cut me in half first."

"what?"

It turned out that it wasn't just finding fault, so it's okay.

But what does this cut in half mean?

"I mean this car, cut it in half for me." Melville's words were astonishing, not only the old lady selling cut cakes, but also the tourists around here were dumbfounded.

Cut in half?This misunderstanding can go a long way.

According to this pricing, cutting in half would cost 2 yuan, can this woman afford it?

If she couldn't afford it, wouldn't she have lost half of the cake for nothing?

"It's so expensive..." The old lady took a deep breath, and tentatively dissuaded her, "Do you want a lot?"

Hearing this, Melville frowned: "Just cut it, I'm not short of money."

No matter how expensive it is, how expensive it can be...

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ps: Add 2K today and start to find the rhythm. (7k has been repaid)

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py: A group of friends' book "I was kidnapped by the bad woman's system!" "

Volume 108 Yuquan Village: Chapter [-] Reward Settlement

The reward has been settled (as of 12:[-] last night)

Monthly ticket 4 changes (8000 words)

Recommendation ticket 2 more (4000 words)

Treasure box plus reward 26 more (52000 words) + 2 episodes.

Blade 15 more (30000 words)

A total of 94000 words (47 more) + 2 episodes

7000 words have been repaid, and there is still a shortfall of 87000 words.

If you don't play before December, you're screwed.

Volume II Yuquan Village: Chapter 109 Chapter 6 The Weird Ceremony ([-]K)

"Drip-"

Beside the cake cutting stand, Ye Bingwen took out his mobile phone and told Qiu Dong where the three of them were.

Then he turned his attention back to the "buying and selling" of the cake-cutting stall. Fortunately, the expected conflict did not happen. Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, the old lady who was forced to sell the cake-cutting had no choice but to reveal the specific price. If you come out, the business of strong buying and strong selling will not be done.

"2 yuan?"

After asking about the price, Melville turned around and left without thinking too much.

She is rich, but it doesn't mean she will squander it at will, this is her consumption concept-in other words, if she squanders at will, she will not be able to save so much money at all.

Originally, she planned to buy some to save and taste slowly, but since it was so expensive, she could only say goodbye.

On the side, Kuonji Rissa looked at her wallet, and left with Melville without hesitation.

Buying is unaffordable, grabbing... well, there may be accidents.

Under the melancholy eyes of the old lady Cie Cake, the figures of the three disappeared in the crowd, but what made her even more worried was that the stall owner beside her started to target her.

There was a board on the stall, with a large line written on it: Don't buy the sliced ​​cake next door, and it also brought a big arrow pointing at her.

Wherever she pushes the cart, the boss's cart follows her. In short, she doesn't want her to do business.

The old lady wants to cry at this moment, but seeing me making money is more uncomfortable than seeing you losing money?

Who are these people!

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40 minute later.

In a well-decorated two-story restaurant, everyone finished today's lunch together.

Ye Bingwen and the others met Qiu Dong downstairs of this restaurant shortly after they left the cake cutting stall. It happened that there was still a table vacant here, and after discussing it, they decided to settle their lunch here.

"The food here is pretty good." Qiu Dong took a sip of his wine and said with satisfaction, "It's not too expensive."

What they ordered was a typical Kyushu meal, with all kinds of steaming, frying and frying, all of which were selected by him and Ye Bingwen.

It even let him taste the taste of wine, I really want to put some in my personal terminal...

"It's 12:40." Manan Weir looked down at the phone and read the time on it: "We should go too."

It's almost time for the festival to start, and I don't know what will happen then, but generally speaking, there will be no problems on the first day of the game.

"By the way, did Yu Cong contact you?" Ye Bingwen, who was about to get up and leave, suddenly thought of something, and asked Melville, "Did she say anything?"

Melville mentioned before that she wanted to find a shortcut through her relationship with Yu Cong, but I don't know if it succeeded or not.

Hearing this, Melville, who was rearranging his long messy hair, glanced at him, and said lazily, "I asked her a long time ago, and she agreed."

"That is to say, we can go to the front now?" Ye Bingwen said enviously, he knew the importance of building a good relationship with special NPC first, but unfortunately he missed this opportunity due to some mistakes.

"In a sense, yes." Melville showed a meaningful smile, and said slowly: "This time, no one is closer to the center of the festival than us."

"Because this sacrificial ceremony is almost carried out in our stage area."

"Ah?" Ye Bingwen was stunned. What does this mean? Didn't it mean that it should be done at the ancestral hall?

……

"High Priest, are we really going to move Master Quanshen to the center of the stage?"

In the middle of the sacrificial field stands an antique ancestral hall, covered with blue-gray tiles on the top, guarded by two vicious door gods in front of the door, and there are various graffiti on the red wooden walls around—— Even the place where the god of spring is worshiped has not escaped such bad luck.

At this moment, the host of the sacrificial place standing at the gate of the ancestral hall looked at the black-robed woman in front of him with a troubled face, and tried to dissuade him: "Isn't that too good?"

Although this matter was settled yesterday, there was always some grudge in his heart.

He really can't accept this kind of change...

That is a god enshrined by the ancestors. In the past, it was worshiped in the ancestral hall. How did you think to get it on the stage this year?

"It doesn't matter, Quanshen likes to see more believers, and won't be disgusted with this." Yu Shuimo said disapprovingly: "Compared to tying it to the car and parading around the street, this method of sending it to the stage is obviously more reasonable."

The organizer of the festival: "..."

Co-author, have you ever thought about letting Master Quanshen parade in the streets?

Is there such a sacrifice!