In the end, there was still a little left, and then he pushed the bowl to Qin Mo.

There was a shy look on his face.

What's the matter, I'm full-!

Qin Mo touched her big head and asked softly.

As soon as she asked, Xiangxiang laughed even more shyly, while pushing the bowl harder in front of Qin Mo.

Xiangxiang is almost finished, this is left for my sister to drink, this steamed bun, Xiangxiang also left a little for my sister-!

Xiangxiang smiled shyly, and then pushed the steamed buns that were still almost two or three mouthfuls left in her hand to Qin Mo at once.

She originally wanted to keep a little more, but it was so delicious that before she knew it, there was only so much left, her sister raised her, and it was hard, but she ate more than her sister, and Xiangxiang felt a little blamed in her heart.

Qin Mo suddenly understood her thoughts.

Xiangxiang is good, it's okay, you don't have to be shy, my sister is not hungry, my sister will buy food for herself when she is hungry, you will eat this first, and my sister will take you to choose something, if you don't eat, you will have no strength later, and we will have to walk a long way-!

Qin Mo comforted softly.

Xiangxiang's big eyes only stared at Qin Mo flickering, a little ignorant, but he could hear that Qin Mo was telling the truth.

My sister is so nice!

Hearing that Qin Mo really wanted her to drink it, Xiangxiang took the bowl again, and then 'gurgling' put the rest of the sour plum soup into her stomach.

Holding Qin Mo's hand, Xiangxiang, who had already eaten and drunk, suddenly gained strength and was very happy, and jumped up and down on the road.

Sister, Xiangxiang has never eaten such a delicious thing, sister, Xiangxiang feels like she is dreaming, sister, how long will it take for Xiangxiang to eat white buns next time-!

Since I was a child, Xiangxiang has never eaten such a delicious thing, sweet, soft, and fragrant.

For as long as I can remember, every meal at home has been rice bran, rotten sweet potatoes, wild vegetables, and a little cornmeal at a good time, and I never thought that there was such a delicious thing in this world.

And Qin Mo was holding Xiangxiang's hand at the moment, walking, listening to these words, he only felt sad.

In fact, steamed buns are just steamed buns, there are more delicious things in this world, in addition to some daily rice meat, there are also delicacies, but these foods are too far away for a little girl in a poor village.

Telling her about really good things was like a dream to her.

Therefore, Qin Mo didn't plan to say it.

Just thinking about her exclamation just now, I felt that it was not good not to reply a word, so I had to touch Xiangxiang's head and say in a comforting tone

As long as my sister makes more money in the future, Xiangxiang can eat whenever she wants!

Really!

Hearing Qin Mo's words, Xiangxiang suddenly paused from the ground, raised her head, holding the round little face in her little hand, her eyes were like stars, dazzling, full of anticipation.

Qin Mo smiled, and the answer was naturally true!

As I walked, I finally came to Buzhuang!

As soon as Xiangxiang saw this cloth village, her eyes straightened.

Sister, sister, what is this-?!

After all, the little girl is also a human being, and when she saw something bright in front of her, although she didn't know what it was, she couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes.

This is cloth, we can make clothes, and in the future, we, especially Xiangxiang, will no longer have to wear this rotten piece of linen on our bodies.

Qin Mo pulled Xiangxiang, came to the stall outside, looked at the cloth and said.

As soon as the words fell, Qin Mo only felt that there was something in his hand, and when he turned his head, he was slightly surprised to find that Xiangxiang's bright and round eyes were as round as a cow on the ground, and he was still puzzled, but he saw Xiangxiang crying out in surprise and joy, dancing and clapping his little hands, full of joy.

Oh. It's good to have a sister, my sister is so capable, Xiangxiang has clothes to wear, Xiangxiang has new clothes to wear-!

Both eyes were filled with tears of joy.

She has only seen other people have cloth clothes to wear, and she has love for them now, but she has never thought about cotton clothes. I haven't even touched the cotton cloth much, and I don't know what kind of touch it is, so Xiangxiang is really happy.

Qin Mo sighed, shook his head and touched Xiangxiang's head, in fact, when they really make money, what are one or two pieces of clothing, but now they don't have much money, they can only buy some cheap coarse cloth first, make two clothes, cover themselves first, and let themselves be in the village.

She doesn't want others to just bully them like children, she wants others to know that even if they are only seven years old, they can still support themselves and build a family.

Shopkeeper, how much is this cloth--!

Qin Mo touched a cyan unpatterned cloth in his hand.

In ancient times, a piece of cloth was thirteen meters long and sixty centimeters wide, and pulling such a piece of cloth was enough for her and Xiangxiang to make a few clothes.

Qin Mo touched the texture of the cloth with his fingers, in fact, the spinning is quite solid, but it definitely can't be compared with the modern machine qì textile.

Oh, all right, you want a piece of cloth, guest officer-?!

The owner of this shop was busy with a business, and when he heard the call here, he hurriedly turned around when he knew that the business had come to the door, but when he saw it, it was two little girls wearing rags and hair that was not three feet tall and had not grown together.

The smile on his face fell suddenly, his face was sullen, and then his mouth was deflated.

However, thinking that it is a business, what if this kid is really rich, there is also a 'earning word' for making more money and less money

The essence of the businessman, after contemplating for a moment, immediately put his hand in the sleeve cage again, bowed his head and walked over with a courteous smile.

Qin Mo looked at him, wearing a brown ingot-patterned high-necked gown, blue unpatterned silk pants, and a pair of black cloth ingots underneath. I couldn't help but sigh, the people in this city are indeed different, what they wear and use, no wonder they have such a great sense of superiority in front of Qin Mo.

Qin Mo didn't care about him, and she wanted to buy cloth.

Qin Mo touched the cyan cloth he had just chosen, looked at the boss, and only asked

Shopkeeper, how can this cloth be sold?!

The shopkeeper had already walked forward happily with his hands in his hands, and looked at Qin Mo again, and his gray beard trembled with a smile.

The guest officer is young, I don't fool you, the cloth in my store is all good material from the outside, you just look at the horse in your hand, smooth to the touch, look at the luster, not me brag, there is no one who sells cloth in this Linshui County, this material can catch up with my Wu Shi Buwu uncle, so I will let you come today, I will let you sell it to you at a good price, four hundred yuan-!

The shopkeeper said and counted four with his fingers

Although he said it was arrogant, Qin Mo's head turned around, as the saying goes, the shop is a big bully, not to mention the two of them, others don't take them seriously, I remember that it was written in the history textbook that this piece of cloth is about worth three dollars of silver, and one or two is equal to ten dollars, and three dollars of silver is only three hundred dollars when exchanged for copper money, how can this cost four hundred, and this is definitely not a very good cloth on the stall outside, it seems that it is because she is a child to bully customers!