Mozun boss is working as an aunt in farming

Chapter 137 Auntie is young, but her seniority is high

I couldn't help leaning over to chat with Si Qing: "Little girl, what are you looking at?"

It was a woman behind them who spoke. She was carrying a basket and a handkerchief. The basket was covered with a handkerchief, and the shape of the contents could be vaguely seen, which should be eggs or the like.

"What are you selling?" Si Qing asked without answering.

Not only did the woman not feel unhappy, but she smiled and lifted the handkerchief to give her a look: "It's my own eggs."

"How much can these eggs sell for?" Si Qing asked again.

"Little girl, one egg can sell for two cents, do you calculate how much she can sell for this basket?" A man with a bamboo basket behind the woman saw that she was cute, and couldn't help but want to tease her.

"I can't figure it out. How do I know how many eggs are in a basket?" Si Qing shook his head, his white and tender face showed a trace of seriousness.

The people behind laughed loudly: "This girl is quite smart!"

Si Qing glanced at them, if she wasn't bored, she wouldn't be in the mood to tease these ignorant mortals.

He turned his head and asked Si Jinbai again: "Why don't I see people from our village come to the county town to sell things?"

Si Jinbai replied: "Grandma, the county seat is too far away. People in the village take most of their eggs and the like to the town, and the town has a complete range of things, but most of them are bartered. If you want to sell them, come to the county seat." better."

"Oh." Si Qing responded casually.

After waiting in line for half an hour at the gate of the city, the ox cart finally entered the city.

The county town was very lively at the moment, there were stalls selling snacks on the street, and the aroma made Si Qing's gluttons churn.

"Si Jinbai, stop here, let's go eat a bowl of wontons." Si Qing pointed at the wonton stand by the roadside, his mouth was about to drool.

"okay!"

Si Jinbai stopped the ox cart, and Si Qing immediately jumped out of the cart, ran to the wonton stand with his short legs, found an empty seat and sat down: "Old man, have two bowls of wonton!"

"Grandma doesn't need to call me, I'll just eat the cornmeal pancakes prepared by Xiao He." Si Jinbai hurriedly stopped Si Qing.

Si Qing thought for a while: "That's fine, the old man will have a bowl of wontons and a bowl of hot soup."

When Si Jinbai heard this, he hurriedly said to the old man at the wonton stand: "You don't need to prepare hot soup, just give my aunt a bowl of wonton."

The old man at the wonton stand glanced at Si Jinbai: "Is this little girl your aunt?"

"Yes, my aunt is young, but her seniority is high." Si Jinbai replied with a smile.

"Your aunt is very beautiful." The old man boasted, and put a bowl of ready-made wontons in front of Si Qing, and a bowl of hot soup for Si Jinbai.

"This is homemade big bone soup, young people, you should try it too."

Si Jinbai quickly waved his hand: "Old man, no need, I don't drink soup."

"Just drink it, no charge, it's cold recently, drink hot soup to keep you warm." The old man put the soup in front of Si Jinbai grandly.

"Thank you for taking care of my junior." Si Qing smiled sweetly at the old man.

The old man couldn't help laughing out loud.

Si Jinbai ate three cornmeal pancakes with the hot soup before he was full.

Seeing that Si Qing was still sipping wontons slowly, Si Jinbai said in a low voice: "Grandma, you wait here first, I'll find a place to store the ox cart."

"En." Si Qing responded.

Si Jinbai greeted the old man at the wonton stall again, and then drove away in the bullock cart.

(End of this chapter)