Conquer a Mountain And Become The Great King Chapter 15: Down the mountain again

　　 "Brother Su, let me help you, can you teach me to farm?" Mu Xiaoxiao watched Su Yu being busy and sweating, and suddenly volunteered.

　　 "No!" When Mr. Zhao heard that Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to learn farming with Su Yu, he almost jumped up, blowing his beard and staring: "You will be my Danyin's apprentice in the future, how can you learn to farm? Tell me where to put my old face?"

　　 "I don't, I'm going to follow Big Brother Su." Mu Xiaoxiao said stubbornly, ignoring the darkened face of Old Zhao.

　　 Su Yu smiled, and relieved Zhao Lao: "Little, no need, my side is almost ready, you can help me get the porridge cooked in the pot."

　　 "En, okay." Mu Xiaoxiao said happily, and immediately turned and ran to the kitchen.

　　 The corners of Zhao Lao’s eyes kept twitching, what else could be more tragic than his apprentice did not listen to him at all, instead he has been more saddened by outsiders, and hummed coldly at Su Yu. He now looks at this kid, and looks more and more dislike; despise.

　　 walked into the house, picked up the porridge that Mu Xiaoxiao had just picked up, and wanted to drink...

　　"Master, Brother Su is still outside, so I can’t eat it yet."

　　's soft voice made Old Zhao's face stiff, his hand holding the bowl stopped in the air, took a deep breath, and sat down uncomfortably.

　　 isn’t it just a bowl of porridge, am I rare? Old Zhao kept thinking about it, but his eyes never left the porridge bowl, and his nose sniffed from time to time.

　　 After entering the house, Su Yu looked at the eager, but compelling teacher and apprentice, he couldn’t help feeling a bit amused, "You don’t have to wait for my food, it won’t be unhealthy when it’s cold, eat it quickly."

As soon as the voice of 　　 fell, I saw Lao Zhao couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and start eating. There was no image of Dan Sheng at all. Mu Xiaoxiao was still reserved, but the red face was also excited.

　　"Brother Su, why did you cook so much porridge today?"

　　 Touching his belly with satisfaction, Mu Xiaoxiao asked curiously, Su Yu cooked a big pot of porridge today, no matter how delicious it is, it cannot be eaten by three people.

　　Mu Xiaoxiao feels distressed, is such a delicious porridge a waste?

　　"Wait, I have to go to the market and sell porridge and rice!"

　　 "What? Do you want to sell rice?!" Mr. Zhao asked incredulously. His kind of rice is unique in the world, so it's just a matter of cherishing it, but he still wants to sell it?

　　 "Boy, you make a price, and I bought them all." Zhao Lao said generously. It is better to keep this kind of rice to himself than to ruin others. The worst thing he has is money.

　　 "Lao Zhao, Dawang Mountain's reputation depends on this, and this rice is only the lowest level thing, I will grow even better food in the future."

　　 "Just those apples you planted in the morning?" Mr. Zhao was a little unbelievable. It is a blessing to have this kind of rice in the world. How could it be possible to grow even better things? Is this kid the darling of heaven and earth? What is delicious? This is too ridiculous.

　　 "You'll know if you taste it later." Su Yu said, packing the pot, and then bringing the prepared 20 catties of rice with him, and he was ready to set off for the market.

　　 "Brother Su, let me accompany you. I will take the rice." Mu Xiaoxiao said.

　　 Su Yu waved his hand, "Since you have worshipped Mr. Zhao as a teacher, you must follow Mr. Zhao and listen to Mr. Zhao’s teachings. I will go down the mountain alone. You stay and learn from Mr. Zhao. Don't lose the name of Dawang Mountain."

　　 "I see, Brother Su don't worry, I will definitely study with the master." Mu Xiaoxiao was a little depressed, and said obediently.

　　 Su Yu’s words made Old Zhao very refreshed, his beard nodded, and he counted this kid as acquainted.

　　……

　　 Two hours later, Su Yu arrived at the market, which was still the same place. Su Yu put down the rice and raised the pot, putting some firewood under the pot.

　　 Because he deliberately rushed early, although it is not early, but it is only nine o'clock, so people come and go, so it’s so lively.

　　 "Boy, you came out to set up a stall at such a young age."

　　 Next to Su Yu’s booth was an uncle who sold fish. Since there were not many customers, I started chatting with Su Yu.

　　 "Yes, uncle, I will sell some rice." Su Yu said with a smile.

Uncle 　　 frowned and reminded: "Young man, rice can be worth a few dollars, and if you just sell rice, it is difficult to have a business."

　　 "It's okay, I will try my luck."

　　"Well, doing business is to have you with a good mentality, not arrogant or rash." The old man praised, looking at the pot next to Su Yu curiously and asked, "What's in your pot? Smell."

　　Since the porridge is just starting to get hot, the fragrance is not strong yet. Uncle is so close, he can only smell a faint scent of the porridge.

　　"This is the white rice porridge I made with this rice. It is sold for breakfast, so that others can rest assured of my rice."

　　 "Hahaha, a good guy, very business savvy." The uncle laughed, "How much is a bowl of this porridge? I got up early to fish and just didn’t eat it yet. Give me a bowl when the porridge is ready. !"

　　"No need, when the porridge is ready, I will invite my uncle to drink a bowl for free~IndoMTL.com~Su Yu said, if he tells the price, this uncle will definitely be scared to death.

　　 "That won't work! It's not easy for you young man to come out to do business at a young age, uncle, how can I take advantage of you, besides, a bowl of porridge, uncle can still afford it, just ask for it!" Uncle exclaimed.

　　 "No need, uncle..."

　　 "Young man, if you don't accept it, you will look down on your uncle!" Uncle's eyes widened and said unhappy.

　　"Actually...I intend to sell a medium-grade spirit stone for a bowl of porridge..."

　　 "It's just one..." The uncle was taken aback, looked at Su Yu, the tone of his voice changed, "What did you say?"

　　"A medium-grade spirit stone and a bowl..."

Uncle 　　's face flushed red, and the words stuck in his throat. He didn't have a middle-grade spirit stone on his body now, and even if he had it, he couldn't use it to drink a bowl of porridge!

　　 Hey, it’s in vain that I have lived for most of my life. I didn’t expect that when I was getting old, this young man looked honest and honest. I didn’t think that he was so scheming, so I didn’t want to talk about it. The lion opened his mouth. If you don’t have a heartbeat, you’re not good when you meet people, you’re not good when you meet people...

　　"Your porridge is really just white rice porridge? Did you add anything else?" The uncle's expression had gone beyond the scope of shock, and he asked in disbelief for a while.

　　"It's really just white rice porridge." Su Yu shook his head, "Uncle, really don't need..."

　　 "You don't need to say, don't call me uncle, we have never known each other, let alone speak!" Uncle snorted, and retracted into his booth, his face flushed. After all, he swore to himself. He said that he had to pay, but he made such a big oolong.

　　 Su Yu sighed slightly. He had expected this result a long time ago, and he did not explain, quietly waiting for the rice porridge to mature...