"Sir, you see, this is a little bench I made."

"Sir look at the little flower basket I knit, sir look at mine."

"This is the wooden teacup I made, all of which were painted with the help of Mr. Sir, Mr. look, I repainted the color, but it is beautiful!"

A group of half-grown children surrounded Lin Xiao with gossips, making Lin Xiao's brain hurt.

In order to exercise the children, Lin Xiao deliberately asked them to bring the small handicrafts they made to the market. Because they have to pay money to enter the city, the people are very concerned about the two pennies, so the people gradually organize a regular market outside the fish and grain county, and the surrounding people can take their idle things to sell, or buy some things to go back, which are cheaper than the shops in the county town.

"Don't argue, don't argue, don't argue." Lin Xiao pressed down with both hands, signaling them to stand in formation. "You all listen well, this time the market is to exercise you, sell things by yourself, and you buy paper and pen for as much silver as you sell, but okay, no matter what the result is, no one is allowed to cry." Kids, too many, too many things.

Fortunately, there are adults from the village who will take them with them, and the adults will not help much, but they can ensure the safety of the children.

Zhiyuan came over with a small bamboo basket on his back, because he had to stand outside for most of the day, he wore more today, and he took off a small round ball. "Master, master." The copper hammer and Lang Rourou in the back were also carrying the back basket, and they didn't know what was in it.

Lin Xiao pinched his little nose, "You little ghost is clever, what are you going to sell?" "Since I said that there was this event ten days ago, the little guy has been mysterious, and he has been either at the Copper Hammer house or in Rourou all day, Lin Xiao wanted to see what he had prepared, but he couldn't, and he sulked with this little guy for the past few days.

"I don't tell the master, the master will know when the time comes." The little guy smiled and looked mysterious.

Xu Changfeng didn't know where to come out, and touched Zhiyuan's little leather monkey hat, "You are ready not to lose my people." "He came up with the idea, if it doesn't make money. That's a slap in the face.

"Oh, Grandpa Xu, you said you missed your mouth." Xiao Bu secretly glanced at the master's face, and found that the master was not angry, and quietly stuck out his tongue. also grimaced at Xu Changfeng.

Xu Changfeng is happy, this kid is quirky, but interesting.

When the preparations were ready, Li Da and others over there rushed to a few ox carts in the village, and Wang Gui also drove out of the family's carriage.

The little one was just about to climb into the carriage with a shed. Lin Xiaoyi waved his hand, "Don't you want to be with your copper hammer brother for everything, go and ride the ox cart with him." Then he beckoned Peng Wang's family, Lang Kang's family, and Gu Feng's family, who is now married to Gu Dalei, to get into the car. It's not that Lin Xiao wants to snub his baby apprentice, the three women are all pot-bellied and need to pay more attention, if the little guy gets in the car and turns around and Xu Changfeng comes up again, there is really no place. It's not good, you say you don't want the parents to take the car, right?

Xiao Bu didn't get into the carriage, muttered and sulked, but Xu Changfeng hurriedly picked up the little guy, "Let's go." Grandpa Xu will take you to the ox cart. "This Lin Xiao is too, even if you want to take care of a pregnant woman, you should be careful about the child, so there is a lack of a child in the carriage?

The old man didn't notice it at all, it was because of him that he was a little bit tired. Fortunately, there are many children, and it is not cold for the big guys to huddle together. Black Bear Ridge is close to the county seat, but it takes only a quarter of an hour to reach the market.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, many people in the market are busy, and the people of Heixiongling Village are not too early to come and do not grab a good place to set up stalls. On the edge of the bazaar there are all sorts of things.

The 100-odd children suddenly attracted the attention of many people, and many of them had the experience of selling food when Lin Xiao was repairing the road last year, and they shouted without stage fright. There is a beginning, a group of children like a game. The sound of shouting came and went.

Xiao Bu Er beckoned Lang Rourou and the copper hammer to set up a stall, Rourou made a few small bags of things with flower cloth to sell, the copper hammer was naturally sold by him to hunt game, Xiao Bu Er took out a lot of fresh couplets from the small back basket, looking at the immature handwriting on it, Lin Xiao almost laughed.

Such an ugly word. Who's going to buy it?

The little guy didn't even write a couplet written by a person, look at him took out dozens of pairs at a time, Lin Xiao recognized the copper hammer and the soft words, the pen was strong and elegant, and after a little thought, he knew that it was written by the old man.

Xu Changfeng didn't stand in one place, just walked back and forth in front of these children's stalls, and saw a few shy children, who rarely bought a few small things out of their pockets. Seeing the old man's happy face, he seemed quite happy.

In the distance, a few young people who seemed to be hanging out walked up to the old man with a respectful gesture. The old man waved his hand unhappily and drove the person away. Those young people were all in their twenties, and at first glance they looked like people with kung fu on their bodies, and a pair of sharp eyes swept around the crowd from time to time, as if looking for suspicious people.

Lin Xiao saw it clearly from a distance and shrugged.

Sure enough, there is no shortage of powerful privileged classes at any time.

But it's better this way, so as not to blame them for the old man's mistake.

There were copper hammers and rourou around his apprentices to help keep an eye on them, and there were people from the hunting team nearby, Lin Xiao was not worried, just walked around. She also followed Xu Changfeng's example, and bought interesting gadgets when she saw them. There is a grass dragonfly that is still using straw weaving I don't know what it is, and it is vivid, Lin Xiao specially bought it for his little apprentice to play.

Seeing that the kind of small cage he made was good, Lin Xiao also bought one for the little guy to pack his little animals.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year was over, Lin Xiao walked for a long time, but unfortunately he didn't see anyone selling beef, but he met a seller of mutton, seeing that the meat was still fresh, Lin Xiao felt that the price was reasonable, so he bought thirty catties in one go and sent it to the carriage.

Lin Lin bought a lot of New Year's goods, and let Wang Gui collect them, and when Lin Xiao went back, he found that his little apprentice had already sold a few couplets.

Oh, who is so blind to buy such an ugly thing?

Lin Xiao took a look, good guy, it was all the old man's paintings that were bought, and the little guy was strongly recommending his couplets with a big man.

"Uncle, look, I wrote it seriously, whether it's a couplet, uncle, you can pick this."

Lin Xiao looked at it for a while, it turned out that the big man was going to buy the one written by Rourou, and the little guy was hit when he saw that the one he wrote was not sold.

Dahan also seemed to think that it was not easy for such a young child, so he spent two pennies to buy Xiao Bu'er's couplet, and said to him, "Although I can't read, but your words are not good-looking, but you have to study hard, don't think about making money all day long." It made the little guy who was smiling just now sad face.

"Uncle, I know." Why discipline him, he's already serious. (To be continued.) )