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By the time Situ Cheng got permission to go out, Uncle Shi and the others had already gone away. Fortunately, the county seat is not far from Shijia Village, only five or six miles away, and you can walk along the only road leading to the outside of the village.

When Situ Ming went out, Aunt Shi regretted at home. I must have been poured some ** soup by that little girl just now, why did I agree to let her out.

When Situ Cheng arrived at the place where the county was rushing, almost all the stalls were already occupied. She walked for most of the day before finding the Shi father and son in a relatively remote place at the end of the set.

"Dad, you made it easy for me to find. You went out so early, why didn't you occupy a good stall? Situ Cheng stepped forward and asked.

"Why did you come alone, your mother didn't stop you." Uncle Shi complained and persuaded her to go back, but she didn't listen, so she could only let her.

I heard Shi Zi'er say that although they came very early, they were driven away when they occupied a position. He also said that this seat had an owner, and they were rushed here and there.

"Just tell my mother, I can't come if I don't come. Most of the people who came to the market were not merchants, but mainly peasant families. For example, if there is a fruit tree in the yard of the family, they will collect the fruit and sell it at the market, and use the money they earn to buy what they need at home.

There are also those who sell their own chickens, ducks, geese, and poultry, some go to the mountains to collect firewood to sell, and some sell their own coarse cloth, and so on. Whoever comes early will get a good position. Situ Cheng said to the Shi father and son.

Uncle Shi wondered, how can this little girl know this.

Situ Cheng made a living by weaving cloth in her previous life, and she knew some things in the bazaar.

It's just that the sun has risen, and the good position has long been taken up by the family. Uncle Shi occupies this position very remotely, and there are not many people coming and going.

"Shizi'er, come over here." Situ Cheng tugged at Shi Zi'er's clothes behind him.

Shi Zi'er turned his head to speak, and saw Situ Cheng making a silent gesture in front of him, Shi Zi'er understood that there must be something that his father could not hear.

The two approached and whispered, and then Shi Zi'er told his father that he had a stomachache and wanted to go out, so he excused himself and left, and took two straw crickets from the basket.

He walked all the way to the center of the market, and saw that there were many people selling goods on both sides of the road, but there were very few people buying on the road, because it was still morning. He saw a group of children riding a bamboo pole under their crotch and running around on the road with a wicker stick in their hands. The mouth kept shouting "drive, drive". Shi Zi'er stood and observed for a long time which child king was the leader.

Spotting an opportunity, he hurried forward and bumped into the leading child. The child was younger than Shi Zi'er, and Shi Zi'er hurriedly stepped forward to help him steady and asked:

"You're okay, it doesn't matter."

The boy was in a hurry to chase his companions, and a group of people were racing horses and the like. He hurriedly said that it didn't matter, so he chased after it, and when he lowered his head and picked up the bamboo pole again, he suddenly saw something in Shizier's hand.

"Huh! Is this straw woven? It's so pretty, can you show me? He asked Shi Zi'er.

"That's not good, what if you take my stuff and run away." Shi Zi'er hurriedly hid those gadgets in his sleeve, which made the child even more itchy.

"Stingy, you can't even look at it."

"Otherwise, you can play a game for me, and if I win, I'll give it to you." Shi Zi'er said and shook the straw cricket in front of the child's eyes.

"Okay, okay, what are you talking about?" When the boy heard that he could get this wonderful little toy if he won the game, he excitedly called out to his friends.

Several children get together to watch the child and Shi Zi'er play a game of guessing boxing.

The two men picked up a branch and squatted in front of a big rock, and the game began, and the two hit the stone with the branch, and the onlookers clapped their hands.

"Tiger, tiger!" Shi Zi'er shouted.

"Stick, stick!" That kid should.

"Worm, worm!" Shi Zier should.

"Chicken, chicken!" That kid should.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and there are several times when the two shout "stick" and "chicken", "tiger" and "worm" at the same time, which can be regarded as a draw.

(The rules of the game are: hit the tiger with a stick, the tiger eats the chicken, the chicken eats the worm, and the worm eats the stick; The loser drinks, and if the stick and the chicken, the tiger and the insect shout at the same time, there is no winner or loser. ）

Shi Zi'er and Situ Ming often play this kind of game together, so they are very skilled, but I didn't expect that child to be very powerful. Shi Zi'er deliberately let him, and when the child shouted "chicken", Shi Zi'er deliberately responded with "worm".

The boy won the game, and was very proud of the straw cricket in his hand.

"What's this, I still have a basket." Shi Zi'er said to him.

When the other children heard him say this, they all vied with each other to ask him where the basket was, and if he could bring the lottery to make guessing boxing. Shi Zi'er didn't talk, but called the leading child aside alone and said:

"Actually, this cricket is nothing, there are grasshoppers, sparrows, rabbits, and mice, which are so beautiful and fun."

"Really? Where did you get it? The kid asked curiously.

"My mother made it all by hand, and my father set up a stall at the easternmost end of the market to sell straw sandals and straw mats and stuff like that. By the way, I sold these gadgets, and I secretly took them out to play. Otherwise, if you give it back to me, let my mother know that my father didn't sell it and let me lose, then I should be punished. Shi Zi'er reached out and asked for the child again.

"Why don't you count, you said that if you win the game, you will give it to me. Besides, if you don't say it, if your father doesn't count carefully, your mother won't know. The kid said.

"Otherwise, I see that your partners like this too, if you sell ten for me, I'll give you a different one." Shi Zi'er said mysteriously.

"How do you sell it on behalf of you?" When the boy heard that he could get it for nothing, he became excited.

"It's very simple, you say it's sold at the easternmost end of the market. People who want it will definitely pester the adults in the family to buy it, and such a one is not expensive. Shi Zi'er patted him on the shoulder and went east.

Uncle Shi saw that Shi Zi'er had only come back for a long time, and scolded him:

"Have you been home for so long?" Shi Zi'er smiled and didn't reply to his father's words.

"How's it going, is it done?" Situ asked him quietly.

"With me out of the horse, a top two, rest assured." He replied.

The sun was rising, and the people in the bazaar were increasing, but the easternmost part was still deserted.

Uncle Shi didn't sell a single thing, and when he was depressed, he saw a group of children pulling the corners of adults' clothes towards his stall.