CHAPTER XXIV
"This is a steamed bun made of millet??" Yu Qingchen finally distinguished, it's not that she didn't know this, even if the last time she saw this thing has grown to the point that it can't be examined, but the monk's memory is not a joke, how can he forget?
However, how could Bai Liruo have a millet steamed bun on hand? This thing was rare for some people at the beginning, but now there are not many people who like to eat it. Of course, here we are talking about some big towns, smaller places, and some towns that are not too large, and this kind of steamed bun is still relatively common.www.biquge.info
It would not be strange if there were such steamed buns sold in Xianghe Town before, but this city seems to be very rich. Those who come to the market will not sell this here.
Although it doesn't hurt to sell, the question is who can sell in a place like this? and there is no one who does not understand these markets, and even if someone has a whim, they are mostly discouraged at home. It is possible to eat a little dry food for those who rush to the market, but although Ah Li is a little rude, he will not rob these ordinary people.
"What's going on?" Of course, Bai Liruo would not hide anything from Yu Qingchen, seeing that Yu Qingchen was interested in this, he was excited and revealed.
"So, did you see an old man taking his granddaughter to pull the flower cloth, and when he saw them eating this, he was curious for a while, so he bought one?" Yu Qingchen asked with a little crying and laughing.
"Yes!" Bai Liruo held his head high, and Gu Pan said proudly: "Originally, that person didn't want to sell it, saying that I must not be used to eating it, but I stalked for a long time, and finally bought it." The old man was so verbose, I gave the money and ran away, but it was his granddaughter, who kept laughing beside him. โ
Zhong Huaiqing on the side had a strange premonition, and hurriedly asked, "Then how much money did you give?"
Bai Liruo glanced at Zhong Huaiqing with disdain: "I know that when I mentioned money, that old man originally saw that I was so curious, and wanted to give me that steamed bun simply, and he kept saying that the steamed bun was not worth much." But how could I be such a superficial person who loves money, I dropped two taels of gold and ran away, how could that old man catch up?"
Seeing Bai Liruo's smug face, Zhong Huaiqing lowered his head silently, this little fox demon is talented.
"By the way, Venerable, how do you know that this is a millet bun?" If I am not mistaken, His Holiness seems to have a little less mortal experience than himself, how can he recognize this Dongdong?
Yu Qingchen had a trace of nostalgia on his face, and sighed shallowly: "Ah Li, although this thing is cheap now, but at that time, it was a rare thing for many people, and it is not surprising that there are two of them in the sacrifice." โ
Most of those people back then had problems with their stomachs, and most of them had to rely on the help and protection of those few monks. Even if that tribe has its own protection, but this kind of steamed bun that does not participate in a single wild vegetable is already the most affordable offering for many people.
Although he didn't care about the life of that tribe back then, he protected it from the infestation of monsters and cast a spell when the weather was bad, which had exceeded most people's expectations.
Even though those ones hadn't even seen much of their own faces. As for the situation of the tribe, apart from the words of the elders and priests, the only sacrifices I have seen are those sacrifices to myself.
The occasional glimpse of leaving and coming back may be counted, but in fact I don't even have time to see what they're doing. She was the most pure-minded at that time, how could she think of taking care of all this? Just meditating every day, she didn't feel bored.
However, after the end of the 30,000-year contract, he only stayed for another one or two thousand years and drifted away. It wasn't until much later that she heard that the tribe had split, and then a zealous monk who knew the relationship between the two told her that the tribe had completely perished.
I still remember her at that time, and I was sad for a long time. At that time, although her love thread was extremely weak, after all, she had been together day and night for 30,000 years, how could she have no trace of emotion at all?
The love thread is weak, but it is extremely difficult to give birth to feelings, and it will not produce love. After all, it's not really ruthless!
Or the paper crane is the most reliable, turning her head to look at the paper crane that is obediently snuggled on her shoulder, Yu Qingchen dissipated the sorrow just now, and her mood was brisk again, and she was able to devote all her feelings to the fullest, without worrying about the death of the other party one day, which is awesome.
Only then did Bai Liruo notice the paper crane that occupied Yu Qingchen's left shoulder, and he became dissatisfied. Gently coquettish: "Venerable~" The eyes were shining: "What is this, it is actually qualified to lie on the shoulders of the Venerable." โ
She hasn't been to the party herself. The feeling of being in your arms is different from that of snuggling on your shoulder. Feeling Bai Liruo's hostile eyes, the little paper crane chirped unceremoniously, screaming with wide eyes while pecking at Yu Qingchen's hair with his mouth.
Looking at the little guy who was trying to attract her attention so that she could help clean up the bad guys, Yu Qingchen smiled and sighed, straightened it and put it away, and then looked at Bai Liruo, who was uneasy.
With a shudder, the threat on Bai Liruo's face instantly turned into rain, and he looked at Yu Qingchen with a flattering smile. Yu Qingchen nodded the tip of her nose, as if smiling: "Ah Li went out for a trip, but she was naughty a few times." โ
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Putting away the two-foot cloud green cloth in his hand, the old man bought two pieces of candy and gave them to the "granddaughter", and walked to a hidden alley with his head down. After a while, a white dove spread its wings and flew up, and after a while, a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched back walked out of the alley.
When the people on the street saw it, most of them said hello, and a few of them even went up to chat. It can be seen that the popularity of the middle-aged man here seems to be extremely good.