As soon as he thought about it, the vegetable seller became much calmer, and immediately began to choose small green vegetables for Song Qian, and asked as he picked them, "How much do you want to buy?"

"How much do you want for four people to eat?" Song Qian asked rhetorically.

"Hmm...... If you make vegetable soup, half a catty is enough, and if you fry it, one and a half catties is enough. The vegetable seller said, and he had already picked about half a catty.

"Stir-fry and eat. ”

"Good. The greengrocer continued to pick vegetables.

"Oh yes!" Song Qian began to chat: "Is the price of green onions rising outrageously now?"

“…… Still...... It's okay......" The vegetable seller suddenly felt a little weak, and his subordinates paused in picking vegetables.

"Hmm, you don't have green onions for sale here?" Song Qian looked around and found that there were really no green onions on the stall.

"Yes, today's green onions haven't been delivered yet. ”

"That's a shame. Song Qian shook his head slightly, "The green onion I bought from you yesterday is very fragrant in the dish, and I came for this green onion today." ”

“…… Be...... Is it?" the greengrocer's heart is even more empty.

In fact, he's already a bit of a tiger rider. If you just saw this man, you just said that you forgot about the change yesterday, and this matter would be natural. Or maybe this man simply forgot that he didn't get change yesterday, and took the money himself. But he didn't say it just now, and he couldn't mention it now.

"Six taels a pound. The vegetable seller was distraught and put the selected vegetables on the electronic scale, "4 yuan a catty, it's 6 yuan." ”

After saying that, he pulled a plastic bag from under the stall and prepared to put it up.

"Wait a minute. Song Qian pressed the handful of small green vegetables, and said with a puzzled expression, "There are six taels of catty for such a point?"

"Why not? It's all dried vegetables, but they don't carry moisture!" said the vegetable seller, picking up a few plants and throwing them, and then patted the weigher, and said confidently, "Electronic scales, accurate!"

"Hmm~~~" Song Qian shook his head with a pout, "That dish is at most two or three taels a catty." ”

"Hah!" the vegetable seller sneered, "Young man, you don't usually buy vegetables, do you?"

"Don't buy it. ”

"Isn't that the end of it?" This dried vegetable is heavy, you don't look at much, but in fact, it has so many ......."

Speaking of this, the vegetable seller suddenly seemed to think of something, and his originally smiling face fell: "You don't suspect me of stealing catties, right?"

Song Qian raised his eyebrows, neither affirmation nor denial.

Obviously, Song Qian's noncommittal attitude has made it clear that he really suspects that this dish has been stolen.

At this time, the vegetable seller was really unhappy, and immediately defended himself: "I have been selling vegetables here for five or six years, who doesn't know that I am a Tong Suo, although the price is high, but I will definitely not steal two catties." Moreover, this electronic scale is purchased by the vegetable farm, and it is replaced once every six months, and the accuracy is very high, not to mention the difference between three and four taels, that is, half a tael, it is impossible to have a difference......!

Speaking of this, the vegetable seller was suddenly stunned.

"What if you're not allowed?" Song Qian said.

"Not allowed...... I am not allowed to give you this dish for nothing, oh no, if you are not allowed, I will be fined 10 or 100!" the vegetable seller had an awe-inspiring expression. The bigger the bet, the better the problem. Psychological warfare, that's how it's fought.

Since the vegetable seller made a bet of a fine of 100, Song Qian felt that he was not good at wronging others in vain, so he said lightly, "Well, if I don't see it accurately, I will buy all the vegetables you have here." ”

A basket of greens, at least forty or fifty catties, is more than two hundred pieces.

"Anyway, I didn't steal two pounds!" the vegetable seller muttered, shouting at a stall behind him, "Lao Zhang, lend me your title." ”

This voice shouted relatively loudly, not only the "Lao Zhang" in the stall behind him heard it, but also the surrounding vegetable sellers, and even the dry goods sold in a few stalls. There are also some people who are shopping for groceries, and they have also turned their attention to this side.

Originally, most of the people who came to buy vegetables early in the morning were aunts, who liked to gossip, and their keen sense of smell told them that a good show was about to be staged here.

Song Qian knew that the so-called "verification" of the vegetable seller was to change an electronic scale, which was the same as if it was still weighed, but it was so heavy.

Song Qian didn't speak, just watched the vegetable seller take his electronic scale off the foam box and put the other one on it.

The greens were also put on again.

The numbers on the scale began to flicker, jumping between 0.79 and 0.81 before finally stopping at 0.8.

When he saw the number 0.8 flashing three times and finally stopped, the vegetable seller couldn't help but crack his mouth: "How about it?

"Oh!" Song Qian looked epiphany.

"Six bucks. The vegetable seller did not gain an inch because he verified that he had not stolen a pound, shook the plastic bag from before, and prepared to load the vegetables again.

The people who were originally paying close attention to the melon-eating people who wanted to watch a good show around were a little disappointed, especially the aunts, who regretted that there was one less opportunity to "uphold justice" today.

"Wait a minute!" Song Qian stopped the vegetable vendor's action of loading vegetables again.

"What? Do you have to verify it again?" The vegetable seller was more proud than angry at this moment, and seemed to wait for Song Qian to nod, so he borrowed another electronic scale to test.

"No, you handed me your title. Song Qian pointed to his own electronic scale that had been put aside by the vegetable vendor.

The vegetable seller couldn't figure out what the man in front of him was doing. If this man is replaced by a fifty-year-old aunt, he can understand that he will be thinking about it for a long time for two cents and five cents a piece, but he bought a handful of green onions yesterday and spent 100 yuan, and he came over today and acted like he had nothing to do. Not to say that he is a fool, but he certainly has no concept of money. It shouldn't be!

Although puzzled, the vegetable seller still handed over the electronic scale, and at the same time emphasized: "This is said to be purchased by the vegetable market and cannot be adjusted." ”

Well, it can't be adjusted, and naturally it is impossible to do hands and feet from above.

However, Song Qian seemed to be very confident, and while getting the scale, he motioned to the vegetable seller to hand over the dish as well.

Maybe it's because the people who buy vegetables in the vegetable market are relatively idle at this time, or maybe Song Qian has been grinding in front of this stall for too long, and his strange behavior now has attracted five or six aunts who buy vegetables to surround and find out at a close distance.

Knowing that Song Qian probably wanted to weigh it himself, the vegetable seller simply removed the basket of cucumbers near the edge, revealing the flat base of the foam box for him to put the electronic scale, looking like "how do you like to test and how to test".

Song Qian glanced at the exposed base of the white foam box, and did not put the electronic scale on it, but squatted down directly and put the scale on the ground.

"You ......" the vegetable seller suddenly panicked.

"What are you going to say?" Song Qian raised his head and met the vegetable vendor's eyes, from which he read the obvious information of weakness.

“…… It's not weighing, what are you doing on the ground......" The greengrocer was a little incoherent, and even began to sweat on his forehead.

This time, Song Qian didn't pay attention to him anymore.

All around, several heads poked in, and the man, who was a strange face in the vegetable field, put the electronic scale on the ground, and put a handful of vegetables on it.