four and a half year old farm family pet

Chapter 917 Food is not noble or cheap

Yuan Bao gave an affirmative answer.

"The pig's sewer has been processed, and it is very fragrant when fried. It tastes better than pork. How can it be distinguished between high and low?
Even I, the princess, will not dislike delicious food!My family is still waiting for dinner. Please help me wrap up these pigs. "

"That's it. Just wait a moment and I'll get it for you." The pig-killer didn't expect Yuan Bao to say such profound words. Yes, there is no distinction between high and low ingredients. It's true.

Just take the pretentiousness of rich people who think that pigs are dirty and not worthy of their status. After they are cleaned, the meat is still the same, and it is more delicious than pork. This is what the princess said!

He will fight with anyone who dares to argue with him!

Nowadays, pig waste is not something that cannot be eaten, but not many people choose to eat it, but its market price is still set here. After all, it is pork, so it costs three pennies per pound.

The pig butcher picked up all the pig waste in the basket, rinsed it with water to taste, and then tied it up with straw. He said to Yuan Bao: "Princess, there are eight kilograms of pig waste in total, plus a pig belly, a total of twelve Jin, do you want them all?”

Yuan Bao smiled and nodded, "Yes, I want them all. My family has a large population and we eat a lot."

"Okay, there are 36 coins in total. Just give me [-] coins." said the pig-killer.

He's a bastard if he doesn't make a profit. Yuan Bao counted out thirty copper coins and handed them over, "Thank you, uncle."

"You're welcome. If you need it next time, let Miss Qingyuan inform you in advance and I'll send it to your home in person."

"Okay." Yuan Bao agreed and walked home carrying a twelve-pound pig into the water. She had practiced kung fu, so this weight was not a problem even for a little girl like her.

As soon as Yuan Bao left, Mrs. Zhu, who was hiding behind a tree and watching the fun, walked over in a big way and asked the pig killer for information.

"Hey, that little girl is already a princess, why is she still eating pig water? Doesn't she have some special hobby? Tsk tsk, she is really a bitch, and she doesn't look like a noble even if she wears fancy clothes."

The pig-killer smiled to himself and retorted, "Aunt Zhu, why does your mouth smell so bad? The pig's water smells better than your mouth. What do you call this princess?"
Poor and humble, unyielding in power!
I heard that the imperial court rewarded her with a princess mansion, but she still lives in the village because she misses us fellow villagers and wants to lead us to grow things together to make a fortune. It would be better for you to guess again and again and call her princess a Bastard...

If a person is really a bitch, then he can become the princess by his own ability. What you said is right. No matter what position you put your grandchildren, wouldn't it mean that they are worse than bitches? "

"Of course, what I say is not directed at the princess, but at you, Aunt Zhu. You'd better take it seriously. If you don't buy pork, get out. Don't hinder my business."

The pig-killer's words were like soft nails, stabbing Mrs. Zhu hard, leaving her speechless.

Madam Zhu waved her hands and snorted, "Whoever wants to buy your pork that has the disease, bah! You are a conscientious butcher, anyone who eats your pork will definitely get the disease!"

After scolding, I felt relieved and left in a huff.

The pig butcher continued to collect the meat on the stall.

Yuan Bao didn't know that Mrs. Zhu was arranging for him again behind his back. He carried the pig into the water and caught up with Luo Wuyou, who deliberately took his time and refused to go home. The two walked side by side.

When Luo Wuyou saw her, he immediately raised a smile and came over. Just as he was about to speak, he was hit by the scent of Yuan Bao.

"vomit……"

(End of this chapter)