shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 67

When we arrived at the market entrance, the genius had just dawned.

Bai Zhi'er was wearing a hood, standing there in a small group.

She blinked her big watery eyes, watching her elder brother Bai Yaoyu first take out a long cloth and spread it on the ground.

Afterwards, he removed two baskets of potatoes from the carriage and dumped them on the cloth.

Bai Zhi'er's long eyelashes fluttered, and his voice was soft and waxy: "Brother, are we just selling potatoes?"

Without raising his head, Bai Yaoyu used his hands to arrange the potatoes on the cloth neatly.

"Yeah, it's not very easy to sell."

After all, every household has something like potatoes.

Those wealthy families have no shortage of potatoes.

And the people who are a little poorer can grow it themselves, and there is no shortage.

Bai Yaoyu also had no choice. With the remaining money on his body, he could only find ways to buy some cheap potatoes, and then sell them at a slightly higher price.

Otherwise, Bai Yaoyu is irritable and irritable and can't do it if he is asked to do odd jobs or run waitresses for restaurants.

Looking at his younger sister's pink and fair face, Bai Yaoyu stretched out his hand and pulled her to his side.

The only small bench brought out was also left for Bai Zhier to sit on.

"My sister said when she was tired, and my brother hugged you. Potatoes are not easy to sell. Every time I come, I have to stand for a long time. Sometimes I can't sell them all in one day."

As Bai Yaoyu said, he touched Bai Zhi'er's small face, the tip of her nose was already turning red from the cold.

"Sit in the carriage later, don't accompany me to blow the air." Bai Yaoyu said distressedly.

Bai Zhi'er shook her little head, very well-behaved: "Zhibao is not afraid of the cold, so I want to stay with my brother."

There are more and more hawkers setting up stalls in the market, and there are more shouts.

Bai Zhi'er's eyes were fixed on a stall selling buns opposite.

Every time the drawer is opened, the hot mist disperses away, revealing the white buns with thin skin and big stuffing.

Bai Zhi'er licked her lips with her pink and tender tongue.

The little belly grunted unceremoniously and let out a cry.

She has not had time to eat breakfast since she got up in the morning.

Seeing this, Bai Yaoyu blamed himself even more.

He took out the day's dry food for himself from his pocket.

A thin slice of hard naan bread.

"Sister, eat this to fill your stomach. After a while, the potatoes will be sold out. Brother will take you to dinner first."

He broke off a small piece and handed it to Bai Zhi'er.

The little guy stretched out his chubby fingers and pinched it.

First put it under the small nose and smell it.

Well, there is only a scent of sesame seeds.

She opened her mouth, but her small teeth were too delicate, and she didn't have much strength to bite into this piece of cold naan bread!

Bai Zhi'er exerted all his breastfeeding strength and tugged hard, only to bite off a small piece.

She chewed hard, and the corners of her eyes turned red.

Looking at my sister's pitiful appearance.

Bai Yaoyu couldn't bear it.

He walked to the bun shop opposite: "Boss, can you give me a meat bun on credit first, and I will return the money to you as soon as my potatoes are sold."

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop saw that he was a strong and strong young man, yet he wanted steamed stuffed buns on credit!
Immediately waved his hand: "Go, go, don't make trouble, a meat bun is only five yuan, and you still have to pay on credit! Why don't you just go beg for food!"

These words were too harsh, Bai Yaoyu frowned, and was about to get angry right away.

Suddenly, a soft little hand grabbed his sleeve.

Bai Yaoyu looked back, and saw that Bai Zhi'er was tilting his head up, his big watery eyes were shining black.

"Brother, I'm not hungry. Children can eat pancakes, but don't eat buns."

At this moment, the drawer was opened again, and Bai Zhi'er looked at it again with pitiful eyes, and then withdrew his eyes.

The little face pouted, and he decided to be cruel, not to be greedy for meat buns anymore!

(End of this chapter)