Carefree Scholar Chapter 42: Grab 1 empty
"Bingtang Haw...What is this?"
"I don't know, I have never heard of it before."
"Let's take a look..."
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The word "Bingtang Hawlu" is undoubtedly a new word for people in this world.
With a curious mind, the pedestrians on the street looked in the direction of the sound.
Somewhere on the side of the street, I saw a burly man standing there, holding a long object in his hand, with something densely inserted at the top.
Take a closer look, those numbers that are only worn together and have the size of abacus beads, aren’t they just ordinary extremely red fruits?
Even if there is a layer of crystal clear material hanging on the red fruit, and sesame seeds on it, it cannot change the fact that it is a red fruit.
"Hey, man, you ice...how do you sell ice gourds?"
asked a young man in a long gown.
"A string of five coins."
The honest and honest man immediately returned.
"Wuwenqian?" The young man was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head and left.
Red fruit is not a rare thing. You can buy several catties for a penny on the street, and a fool would only buy such a few for five penny.
"I thought it was something rare, but just a few red fruits..."
"A bunch of five coins, this guy really dares to ask for a price."
"Hey, nothing to see, I'm gone..."
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Seeing being attracted by his first scream, the crowd surrounding him quickly dissipated, and the heart of the big man surnamed Fang sank.
The thing he worries the most, still happens...
"This is five coins, give me a string." A voice came from the side, and the big man surnamed Fang turned his head to look. A middle-aged scribe in a navy blue shirt took out five coins from his arms. Put it in his hands.
This is his first visitor. The Fang surnamed Han was overjoyed. He hurriedly collected the money, took a bunch of candied haws and handed it over, "Your candied haws."
The scribe stretched out his hand to take it, and then left directly, disappointing the Fang surnamed Han who wanted his comment.
After all, he still doesn't want everything he has done these days to be in vain.
In a place where Fang surnamed Han can’t see, the middle-aged scribe took a bite of the candied haws, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, looked down at the candied haws in his hand, and murmured: "There is sweetness in the acid, crisp and delicious. , Really unexpected, Hongguo actually has this novel approach..."
Because he was a little hungry in his belly, he bought a kind of snack that he had never seen before, but he was surprised. A smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged scribe. It seems to have improved a bit, and continue to move forward.
At this time, the big man surnamed Fang, who had made his first business, had a slight hope in his heart, raised his head, and yelled.
"Bingtang Haw..."
"Delicious candied haws......"
"Candied haws, don’t need money if it’s not sweet..."
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Half an hour later, the big man surnamed Fang, whose voice was a little hoarse, leaned against the wall in dismay, and the trace of hope in his heart was ruthlessly destroyed.
Until now, his second bunch of candied haws has not been sold.
I have to say that the shape of the candied haws is still very peculiar, attracting many people to ask questions, but when they saw that the so-called candied haws were just a few red fruits put together, the asking price was actually five cents. , Have lost interest.
"Would you like to sell a penny and a bunch of them first?" The old man said to himself helplessly, but thinking that when he was leaving, his uncle told him that a bunch of candied haws must not be less than five words Dispel this idea.
On the street of , a little farther away from the big man surnamed Fang, a five- or six-year-old bear child was hugging a woman's thigh and howling.
"Be obedient, I'll cook for you when my mother goes back!" The woman looked helplessly at the sudden splash, she said with some helplessness to coax her own child who couldn't be coaxed anyhow.
"No, I want to eat now!" The bear child is obviously not so foolish, holding her leg and shaking his head.
The bear child who has already figured out his mother's routine knows that after returning home, what is waiting for him is definitely not delicious food, but a severe beating to punish him for being disobedient.
Rather than waiting foolishly to go home and hit the board, it's better to pester my mother for some benefits, so that it's worth even going back to get a beating.
The bear children who were playing on the street quickly attracted the attention of passers-by. The woman was looked at by so many people, and her face was a little bit awkward, thinking in her heart to hold the child first, and then slowly educate after returning home , But suddenly found that the crying beside him stopped.
looked down and found that the bear child was looking straight ahead somewhere, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, pointing in the direction of the street corner, and saying: "Mother, I want that!"
After a while, the bear child who had to taste his wish licked the candied haws with satisfaction and left. For this kind of food that he had never eaten before, he liked it to the extreme.
After eating all the hawthorns, I licked the icing on the bamboo skewers clean and was reluctant to throw them away. I carefully put them away. I even licked the residue from the corners of my mouth. I was full of joy and thought that I must tell a few things after I went home. My friend, didn’t even realize that the woman next to her had some unpleasant expressions. The first to greet him at home was probably a beating...
For an hour, only two candied haws were sold, and Lao Fang was completely desperate in his heart.
"This time, I'm afraid my uncle will be disappointed..."
With a long sigh, the big man named Fang picked up the stick with the candied haws and prepared to go home. He just took a few steps, and suddenly there was a mess of footsteps behind him. The next moment, he found himself Was surrounded.
Surrounded by Lao Fang is a group of bear kids, the oldest one is only ten years old, all of them looked at Lao Fang with excitement ------ the candied haws in his hand~ IndoMTL.com~ stood at the top The bear kid in front was about five or six years old. The old man had just seen him. He took care of his second business.
The bear child covered his **** with one hand, and the tears on his face were still wet. He pointed to the bunch of candied haws and said: "That's it. Have I lied to you? You will know right away!"
After , the child bear stretched out his little hand, revealing the five coins in his palm, and said loudly: "Uncle, I want a bunch of candied haws!"
"Me too!"
"And me!"
"I want two strings!"
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The bear children chirped one after another. Looking at the little white hands that stretched out, the expression on his face was a little confused.
On the street, a passing girl watched suspiciously as a group of cheerful bear children whizzed by, everyone holding a bamboo stick in their hands and eating something sweet, looking forward When I saw the big man carrying a strange stick.
The strength of the bear child should not be underestimated. The sugar haws were suddenly lost by a fraction and replaced by a large pile of coins in the pocket.
"Excuse me, how do I sell this?"
Just as the old Fang stood in a daze, a nice voice came from the side.
Looking at the incomparably beautiful girl standing beside him, the old man surnamed Fang blushed involuntarily and said: "Five, five cents..."
"Okay, give me one..." The girl nodded and said with a smile.
took a bite, and the mouth was filled with sweet and sour taste for a moment. The girl’s beautiful eyes lighted up, and she took out a small piece of silver from the beautiful purse, and pointed to the remaining candied fruit: "These I I want it all!"