Chapter Eighty-Four: Shouting

So as soon as she heard Song Qingxiang say this, Song Caiwei thought about it, nodded in agreement, and then walked east with Su Shi at home wrapped five-spiced melon seeds in yellow paper first.

The first one, the Meng family, after being praised by everyone in the Meng family, Song Caiwei carried the pastries that the Yang family had wrapped for her, and led Meng Kun, a follower, and then walked to the second house.

The second house, Chunhetang, of course, needless to say, the spiced melon seeds have been well received by everyone, and even Yunshi's little guy who has a lot of complaints about Song Caiwei, because of a pack of spiced melon seeds, Song Caiwei's face is much better this time.

"Brother Yun, thank you for the spices you found for me."

The spices for boiling spiced peanuts were bought by Yun Lang from those bearded people in the Western Regions, and the price was naturally not low, but Song Caiwei wanted to give Yun Lang silver money, but Yun Lang refused.

Song Caiwei couldn't, so she had to think about waiting for the future to earn money, and it was not too late to pay it back, anyway, Yun Lang was not a master who lacked money.

However, a word of thanks still has to be said, otherwise it will be a little coquettish.

"Thanks for what? Didn't I also benefit from buying spices for you? The taste of these spiced melon seeds is so good, I have never eaten them before. ”

Yun Lang smiled with all kinds of charms, red lips and white teeth, and looked like a hanger, but he made it, like an immortal who does not eat fireworks.

"Since Brother Yun loves to eat, then I often come to town to bring some for Brother Yun."

"And me, I want it too."

Song Caiwei knew that Yun Lang would say this, so she couldn't do it, so she had to smile sweetly and replied.

But as soon as I finished speaking, there was a New Year's painting with a cupola on the side. took Song Caiwei's hand and said anxiously, as if she was afraid that Song Caiwei would forget him.

"Got it, and you, too."

Somehow. Song Caiwei is also an intellectual mature woman in the 21st century, so when she heard that the child was coquettish to herself, Song Caiwei's heart was warmed all of a sudden.

touched Meng Kun's head, which was about the same height as himself, and comforted him.

Regarding Song Caiwei's reaction, Yun Lang only shook his head and smiled helplessly, but Meng Kun was cheap and obedient, and the flesh on his round face was piled up with laughter.

Say goodbye to Yun Lang. After instructing Yun Lang to collect rare seeds for himself again, Song Caiwei led Meng Kun to the Zhang Ji Grain Store in the farmers' market.

However, it is unfortunate that Zhang Zhi is not at home. Instead, he went to the Northern Xinjiang Mansion to discuss business.

Simply, Song Caiwei was reluctant to make a second trip, so she gave the packet of spiced melon seeds to Zhang Liu, and asked him to wait for Zhang Zhi to come back and then transfer it to him.

Traveled to three homes. Song Caiwei finally spent half an hour later. I finally returned to the place where I set up my stall.

"Uncle Song, Sister Lian."

The New Year's painting is very sensible, and as soon as he saw Song Qingxiang and Song Cailian, he called the two of them sweetly.

But Song Qingxiang heard the shouts of the New Year's paintings, first stunned, and then his sad face finally barely squeezed out a smile.

In response to the New Year's painting, Song Qingxiang hugged the New Year's painting, but the weight of the New Year's painting was also difficult for Song Qingxiang's powerful and strong body.

"Second sister. Why are you like our father is worried, what's wrong? And after I left, how much money did you and my father sell? ”

When Song Caiwei came back before, she looked at these two people with wrong faces, and they were at a loss, and they were like eggplants with frost one by one.

Looking at the spiced melon seeds on the cart that are not much different from when she left, Song Caiwei knew it in her heart.

Song Qingxiang is an honest man, if he is allowed to cut trees and hunt in the mountains, he will not be able to do anything, as for shouting and selling things, as a big man, or a big man in ancient times, he will still be a little embarrassed.

Although Song Cailian is a pungent person, it also depends on whether she has suffered a loss, if she suffers a loss, then the person who provoked her should not think about it, maybe she will scold you and vomit three liters of blood first, and then find a brick and then solve herself.

But in business, although I had the experience of following Song Caiwei last time, I was still rusty.

So Song Caiwei asked so casually, and Song Cailian was speechless.

At the end, a sentence popped up: I haven't sold a single pack.

However, when he said this, he was very embarrassed, his ears were red, and he was angry in his heart.

However, Song Caiwei didn't have time to guess those careful thoughts with her.

Neatly rolled up his sleeves, pinched his throat and coughed twice, then stood next to the cart, and shouted with the ups and downs of Qingshui Street.

"Sell melon seeds, fragrant spiced melon seeds, delicious spiced melon seeds."

"Come and taste it, take a look, the uncles and aunts, uncles and aunts, brothers and sisters who have passed by, come and taste it, taste it before you buy it."

"Fragrant five-spiced melon seeds, unique five-spiced melon seeds, to ensure that you will stay fragrant after eating."

"Selling melon seeds, Wei Ji five-spiced melon seeds, cheap and beautiful five-spiced melon seeds, five-spiced melon seeds necessary for visiting relatives and friends during the New Year's holidays."

"Fragrant spiced melon seeds, taste them first and then buy them, hey, this uncle comes and tastes them, and you don't need money to taste them, why are you shy, come and taste them?"

"Sister-in-law...... Mother, you ...... Home this five-spice ...... How do you sell melon seeds? ”

The uncle who was pulled over by Song Caiwei, after tasting one melon seed, tasted several more in a row, still kept eating melon seeds in his mouth, and asked with slurred lips.

"A gourd scoop is a catty, and a catty is sixteen."

Because there was no weighing at home, Song Caiwei thought of this method, but Song Caiwei also asked Su and Song Qingxiang to check it beforehand, and the melon seeds in this gourd scoop were only a lot more than a catty.

"Okay, give me two catties, oh no, five catties."

Seeing that this uncle is dressed very decently, he is not the master who is short of money, and most people buy melon seeds at a time and buy one or two catties as snacks.

So after the man hesitated for a moment, he added another three catties, a total of five catties, which is not less, and it is enough to eat for a short period of time.

"Okay, please, I'll weigh you."

Hearing what the man said, Song Caiwei hurriedly beckoned Song Cailian, who was still outside the Wandering Immortals, to hurry back to her senses and help her.

Song Caiwei weighed, and Song Cailian packed. The hands and feet of the two were very neat, and the cooperation was seamless, so soon the five catties of melon seeds were wrapped for the man. Coupled with Song Caiwei's weight, the man left with a smile.

With the first, naturally there is a second.

In addition, Song Caiwei's shouting just now attracted a lot of onlookers, and because it was a little girl who set up a stall here to sell some new things, the simple ancient people stood aside and watched with relish when there was usually no entertainment.

However, I saw that the person just now bought a lot of these so-called spiced melon seeds, and I was full of praise for this. Curious people surrounded Song Caiwei's carts.

Taste before you buy, after the big guy tastes it, this fresh taste immediately attracts the taste buds of the onlookers.

So compared to the deserted scene just now. It's very hot all around the cart right now.

However, as soon as there were many people, Song Caiwei and Song Cailian were in a hurry, and Song Qingxiang couldn't take care of the New Year's paintings. Went to help, too.

In less than an hour. A cart of spiced melon seeds and peanuts was snapped up.

After the sale was finished, when the father and daughter were cleaning the stall, some people came from all over the world to ask, thinking that they had heard the news from other people's mouths.

And Song Qingxiang, who sold the money, was also on the rise at this time, and politely replied one by one: Let them come back to the next market.

After packing up, the family of three went to Meng's house to send the New Year's paintings home, and the father and daughter rushed home happily.

However, Song Caiwei and Song Cailian did not walk all the way back. Instead, he sat leisurely on the board car, while Song Qingxiang worked tirelessly to pull the car in front.

"Wei girl. Where did you hear these shouts, but they are also fresh. ”

Although she is making money today, Song Cailian is thinking about the words Song Caiwei used to sell her spiced melon seeds on the street today.

No, sitting in the car, Song Cailian looked at Song Caiwei with her head in her hand and asked.

"I didn't hear it from anywhere, but I made it up myself, besides, it's not very new, it's just that we are in the world of Shangqing Town on weekdays, and we see less of the world, if you go out for a walk and look around, it won't be strange."

Hearing Song Cailian's question, Song Caiwei was calm, and she also supported her head with her hands, making a contemplative gesture, and replied calmly in her voice.

"Wei Yatou's words are reasonable, there are all kinds of strange things in the world outside, and there are always some strange people and strange things."

Song Qingxiang had never been out of Shangqing Town before he was picked up by Old Man Zhao, but after he went out, Song Qingxiang felt the vastness of the Chu country and the vastness of the world.

Although the book depicts this side of the world in great detail, it is still not as good as what I have seen with my own eyes.

So when he heard the conversation between the two sisters, Song Qingxiang, who was also insightful, interjected and replied.

"Oh."

Hearing Song Caiwei and Song Qingxiang say this, Song Cailian simply responded with her head in her hand, and then wandered outside the immortals, thinking that she would definitely go out for a while if she had a chance in the future.

……

"Master."

In the single room of Ruyi Teahouse, Gu Yanzheng elegantly snorted the spiced melon seeds that Feiyan bought at a high price.

The slender hand, pinching the melon seeds, snorting one after another, this action is a bit motherly for a big man to do, and it is also a cold man with a frosty face.

But in Feiyan's eyes, his master was stunned to do this very motherly thing so elegantly.

However, after such a long time, seeing that his master was still silent, and the melon seed skin was pushed, Feiyan was a little anxious, so she frowned and bowed carefully and shouted.

"These spiced melon seeds taste good."

Hearing Feiyan's voice, Gu Yan was still silent, his face was cold, and he continued to swallow melon seeds, moving smoothly in every move, as if he had done this action thousands of times.

"Forehead ......"

Today, he and his master came out to secretly visit the conscription, but he didn't expect to meet the little girl on the street that day in Shangliu Village.

So when he heard the little girl's fresh shout, his master stopped and watched for a while.

After that, probably somehow, his own master, who had never disdained to eat these things, actually ordered himself to buy some back.

Helplessly, just as he walked up to buy, he was stopped by his own master, and then he saw his master stop a man with a few bags of melon seeds, took out a silver ingot, and bought a bag.

However, Feiyan, who was standing aside at this time, heard her master's inexplicable answer, and slandered in her heart: Is this spiced melon seed really so delicious?

However, before Feiyan could react, she heard her master speak.

"Nowadays, the world is peaceful, coupled with the smooth weather in the past few years, the emperor has governed the country well, so the people are quite rich, and there are naturally fewer people who are willing to conscript."

Gu Yan understood what Feiyan wanted to ask, but Gu Yan didn't want to answer, Rufeng Ruyue's brows furrowed slightly, and he glanced at Feiyan who looked like he had eaten a fly, Gu Yan dropped the melon seeds in his hand, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, put down the teacup, and said slowly.

The triennial conscription, as the heir of the Gu family's army, Gu Yan naturally attaches great importance to it, and there are very few soldiers recruited three years ago. So this year, Gu Yan specially asked for a military order and secretly visited the conscription situation in various places.

He didn't go far, he just walked around the Northlands, because the Northlands were relatively poor compared to the South, but now it was very difficult to recruit troops in the Northlands, let alone in the South.

Since the conscription order, Gu Yan has been secretly visiting Feiyan for almost a month, but this situation is too unsatisfactory.

Yesterday, Gu Yan specially went to the Qinghe City Mansion to take a look at the list of conscripts that had been reported, and almost didn't lift the table angrily with Gu Yan, who had a face of ten thousand years of ice.

Gu Yan wanted to know the reason, so he led Feiyan down to investigate in the countryside.

In fact, along the way, Gu Yanye has investigated a lot, but the reason is just that.

So Gu Yan didn't worry, but there was no other way, after thinking about it, Gu Yan still felt that this was not something that he, a twelve-year-old boy, could solve, and sighed softly.

It's better to leave this matter to my father for a headache, Gu Yan thought to himself, and continued: "Clean up, let's set off overnight to rush back to Fengtian." ”

"Yes."

Sure enough, his master is still a child who has not grown up, although he is usually steady like an adult, and a cold face says that no one should enter, but when he starts to do things, he is in a hurry, which makes people confused.

You see, I still remember that a few days ago I swore that I would pay a good visit, but now I can't wait to rush back to Fengtian.

Feiyan's thoughts flowed a hundred times in her heart, but she still listened to her master's words, glanced at her own master and continued to eat melon seeds.

Feiyan really wanted to say to her master: These melon seeds are so delicious, master, you might as well leave some for your subordinates.

But no matter what Feiyan thought in her heart, Gu Yan couldn't hear it anyway, so she had to leave the door and go back to the inn where she stayed to pack up her clothes.

……

"You've sold out a cart of melon seeds and peanuts?"

Seeing that his man came back with an empty car, and with a smile on his face, Su Shi looked at Song Qingxiang in disbelief and asked.

"yes, sold out."

Seeing Su Shi looking at him with a stunned and surprised expression, Song Qingxiang also replied with a sense of pride, as if he had done the greatest thing in his life.

And the smile on his face has been hanging on his face since he came back, in Song Caiwei's words, he is more excited than winning a million lottery.

Of course, this is just Song Caiwei thinking in her heart, but she didn't dare to blurt out the lottery or something.

ps: It's about a hundred chapters, and the heroine will grow up! (To be continued.) )