"Well, I'll come to you next time to buy it. Although Song Qian felt that the stall owner's expression was a little strange, he was only surprised when he heard his explanation, so he picked up the two fish and was about to leave.

"You wait a minute. The stall owner shouted.

"Huh?"

"Looking for your money!" the stall owner hurriedly pulled out a drawer from under the stall, counted a few bills and handed them over, "Your eighty yuan change." ”

"Ha, I don't need to. Song Qian waved his hand.

"This is not good, the price is clearly marked, and change is necessary. The stall owner insisted.

Belch!

Song Qian gave money for the first time, but people didn't want it, but fortunately, it wasn't embarrassing, so he took the eighty yuan change and exchanged a few words with the stall owner.

After that, Song Qian carried the two wild big yellow croakers, and continued to turn around in the vegetable field against the recipe given by Cao Ning.

It is said that people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, although Song Qian is not a familiar face in the vegetable market, but just now, which stall he walked to, which stall he was waiting for.

"That bucket of pickles is pickled with medicine, this bucket is good!"

"Really, it looks like the barrel is still brightly colored. ”

"I guarantee that you will buy it back, the taste is authentic, and it is sour!"

"Really? ”

"Okay!"

……

"That knife of pork is filled with water, this side is good. ”

"But it still looks fresh. ”

"That's because of spraying. Come on, the pork here is slaughtered by domestic pigs, and the meat is tender and chewy. ”

"Okay, two catties of pork belly. ”

"Okay!"

……

After turning around, Song Qian soon couldn't carry it with his two hands. Like, it's just leeks.

Just as he was about to find a nearby vegetable stall to get a handful of leeks, Song Qian was suddenly attracted by a violent cough next to him. Looking back, it was a small stall around the corner, and an old woman with white hair was hammering her chest and coughing hard.

The old woman also sells vegetables, but it is obviously a "temporary stall", not only is it not in the normal stall, but there are only two baskets in front of her, one basket has a dozen cucumbers, and the other basket has a few leeks in it. However, whether it is a cucumber or a leek, it does not look very good. It looks like it was grown in a vegetable patch in the yard.

The old woman coughed harder, as hard as she clung to her chest, and her hands were not only wrinkled, but also covered with mud.

"You rich people, one meal may eat up someone's surgery fee. If you have too much money and no place to go, it is good to subsidize out-of-school children and take care of the lonely and widowed elderly. ”

In Song Qian's mind, he suddenly skipped such a paragraph.

Who said that before?

Forget it, don't reminisce, anyway, you have to buy leeks, it's the same as whoever buys it, it's not easy to see the old woman, she is still selling vegetables here at such an age.

Thinking so, Song Qian walked over.

When the old woman's cough eased a little, Song Qian asked, "How do you sell these leeks?"

"Ahem...... One...... A dollar for a skin......"

A dollar?

Song Qian reached into the basket, lifted a skin of leeks, and found that there was still a lot of portions. It seems that it is because this leek does not look good, so it is cheaper.

"That's a skin. Song Qian said, taking out a twenty change from his pocket.

At the same time, the old woman was also very happy, and pulled out two straws from under the basket, rolled the leeks into a roll, and began to tie them up.

This scene made Song Qian sweat a little. Although he is also from the countryside, nowadays, it is really rare to use straw as a vegetable, especially in the city.

However, looking around, Song Qian really didn't notice what plastic bags this old woman was carrying.

Yes, it's only one dollar, so many leeks, there is no requirement for plastic bags.

"Grandma, don't go around, just give it to me. ”

Song Qian said, handed over the twenty yuan, took the leeks from the old woman's hand, and put them directly into one of the plastic bags in his hand.

However, the old woman took the twenty yuan of change, but she was stunned, hesitated for a long time, and said, "Yes...... Do you have any change?"

Change?

Song Qian wondered, twenty yuan is not change?

But soon he understood: an old woman who only sold a few cucumbers and a few leeks might not be open today, and it was really possible that she couldn't make change.

"That's ......" Song Qian began to desperately find a piece of change in his pocket.

"Forget it, I'll give you this leek. The old woman suddenly smiled and handed back the twenty yuan to Song Qian.

“……”

Faced with the sudden "generosity" of the old woman who sold leeks, Song Qian was at a loss. He is a financial god on behalf of the people, just now he was buying wild big yellow croaker, and he was buying vegetables without bargaining in the vegetable field, and now he actually asked an old woman with a flower armor to give her leeks for nothing?

Isn't this a disgrace to the God of Wealth?!

"Grandma, you don't need to look for twenty yuan, I'll take this leek. Song Qian waved his hand again and again.

"Twenty dollars, a whole basket of leeks is enough!" said the old woman, and put the twenty dollars on the table like a hot potato.

At this time, Song Qian was even more embarrassed.

He didn't want a basket of leeks if he had nothing to do, and he wouldn't be laughed at by Cao Ning when he went back? I knew that he was kind, and bought a basket of leeks from an old woman for twenty yuan, but I didn't know, and I thought he didn't lift it, and he was going to eat leeks and aphrodisiac when he was done.

Though...... It's a fact.

Thinking of the punishment for failing this mission, Song Qian's whole person was not good.

However, if you want leeks for a dollar, not to mention that Song Qian can't do it now, even if he used to pick and search, he wouldn't do it.

"Or...... How do you sell these cucumbers?" Song Qian was excited and saw the cucumbers in another basket.

"Cucumbers cost three dollars a pound. ”

"Okay, I'll have this basket of cucumbers. Song Qian said that he wanted to buy all the rhythms. I bought them all, so that the old woman could go home early.

Obviously, the old woman was surprised when she heard this: "All of them? There are more than a dozen catties here, why do you want so many cucumbers?"

"Of course it's eating!" Song Qian replied with a surprised face, it can be eaten raw, cold, and sliced. But then she thought that the old woman might have a strong sense of self-esteem, so she added and explained: "Your cucumber is home-grown, although it is a little ugly, but it must be delicious." ”

"Well, crooked melons and cracked dates, ugly is ugly, really sweet, and there is enough moisture. The old woman was happy, her face was full of smiles and chrysanthemums, and she hurriedly took out a rod scale from under the table, hooked the basket and began to weigh.

The scale was relatively small, the largest was only five kilograms, and the old woman did not have much strength, so she tried to lift the scale, but the basket was still a little next to the countertop. But even so, the scale was still at its maximum.

Seeing this, the old woman hurriedly took out the cucumbers one by one from the basket, and it seemed that she was going to weigh them in batches.

"Don't bother so much, Grandma. Song Qian put the cucumber that the old woman had taken outside and put it back in, picked up the basket, and checked it, "Estimate fifteen or sixteen catties, fifty yuan, pack it for me." ”

Song Qian said, regardless of the old woman's reaction, he directly took back the twenty one, put a fifty one on the countertop, and began to put the cucumbers into each plastic bag.

The old woman didn't turn the corner for a moment, and when she realized that the cucumber basket in front of her was empty.