"No problem. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 InfoI'll go to a few homes where peas grow in a few homes. ”

Seeing that the evening bell was not ambiguous, he brought a bag of money on the spot, Liu Qing checked it, and responded boldly.

"You don't count? Aren't you afraid that I'll cheat you for money? ”

Seeing that he took the money and stuffed it into his arms without looking at it, he laughed and joked at his willingness to help.

"I believe in you, and I believe you won't cheat me. I'm leaving. Keep busy. ”

Seeing her say this, Liu Qing raised her lips and smiled, that smile made his dark face with a rare sunshine, and turned away with his white teeth after speaking.

"Auntie, there are two meat buns and three steamed buns here, let's eat them hot."

Liu Qing left, Wanling turned around to see Aunt Lin cooking, thinking about the steamed buns and buns that she had bought when she came back, and went back to the house to bring them to her.

"Okay, Ling'er, you peel those bamboo shoots. By the way, what do you collect so many peas for? ”

Aunt Lin saw that she brought it, took it with relief, put it on the pot and heated it, and asked in confusion before the evening bell turned around and went out, thinking about the peas she bought.

"The shopkeeper of the Detailed Wind Restaurant has ordered me to get 30 catties of fried peas for the next set, and I have to prepare it early. Save yourself the hassle. I'm going to get some more fava beans and peanuts. By the way, auntie, do you know who has peanuts in our village? ”

Speaking of buying peas, I want Brother Zhang to explain his own affairs. Wanling chuckled, thinking that fried peas were so easy to buy, and couldn't help but think of others. At this time of year, there are peas and broad beans in the field. Thinking of this, I thought of the peanuts that many people ate in the previous era, and asked Aunt Lin again.

"I really don't know this, wait for your uncle to come back and ask him, and let him help you run away. Do you want all of these snacks? ”

Wan Ling said this, thinking that she would get the money back in one day today. Aunt Lin shook her head blankly, thinking about the curious questions she asked.

"Yes, by the way, auntie, I don't think I'd better buy these head ropes, I saw someone selling the same head rope as you made in the market town today. It is estimated that we will not be able to sell it again. So I thought, we'll have to find some other way to find money. ”

The old man's inquiry, the evening bell did not hide it and nodded and said. When I wanted to come back from the market town, I saw that there was indeed a head rope on the side of the road that was the same as that made by Aunt Lin, although I knew that the old man had this skill, I still looked at her and said.

"Alas, these people are really, and the way they came up with them is just to learn. This, what else can we do besides making these fried things and selling them for money? ”

When Aunt Lin heard her say this, she was very unhappy when she thought that the recipe they thought had been learned, which was equivalent to someone else squeezing her own job. Thinking that this was all this girl's idea, I heard her say other ways, and asked curiously.

"The owner of Su's embroidery workshop told me when I was leaving, as long as you can help her embroider silk handkerchiefs or something, she will give you a tael of silver for a screen. Needlework materials she is supplied. ”

I thought I asked the old man if he could be an embroiderer, and the old man replied ambiguously. Thinking about what the boss of Su's embroidery workshop said to herself, Wan Ling still looked at Aunt Lin and said.

"So good. But I'll have to think about it. By the way, will you still be selling tortillas in the village tomorrow? ”

Hearing Wanling say this price, Aunt Lin was obviously a little tempted, and after thinking about it, she still said these ambiguous words. Seeing that the evening bell didn't go away, thinking about the tortillas she sold the day before, she asked again.

"It's not for sale, I want to get something else. Hehe, auntie, you cook, I'll go over there to peel bamboo shoots. ”

I want to make tacos hard and not profitable. Wan Ling consciously remembered going to the market town during the day, and the food he bought on the street. In modern life, I really haven't seen fried dough sticks and oil cakes.

Seeing that she said this, Aunt Lin looked at herself with confused eyes, smiled mysteriously and went back to peel bamboo shoots.

And so the day passed.

After dinner, I went to the market town today to harvest a lot. As soon as she finished eating, she thought she was sleepy and wanted to sleep, lying in her room thinking about the future in the future. Just looking at the snack industry in front of her, these fried peas are so easy to sell, she can't help but think of all kinds of delicious snacks in modern life.

Thinking like this, it seems that there are piles of food in my mind. Thinking of all this, her whole body was overjoyed, as if she saw piles of money beckoning to her.

"When I have the money, I'll go to the market town and open a snack bar. When the time comes, take Aunt Lin and the two elders away. I believe that my snacks will soon spread throughout the market town and finally to the capital. ”

Thinking about these plans, Wan Ling lay on the bed, thinking about the future in the future, only feeling that the future was bright, thinking about all this, cheering and rejoicing in his heart.

But she didn't know that she was in the capital.

In a luxury restaurant, in a private room by the window on the second floor, a man in white clothes is lying by the window of the restaurant with his back to the private room, holding the white jade wine glass in his hand.

Although he carried the light of the room on his back, the back was indescribably handsome and straight, the breeze blew the hair on his sideburns, and the white clothes made him indescribably elegant and leisurely. Just lying there, but the black-clothed guards behind him were in awe.

"Still no whereabouts of their siblings?"

The boy in brocade was elegant but noble, raised his head and drank the wine in the wine glass in his hand, did not turn his head, and asked the man in black behind him in a mellow and beautiful voice.

"Yes, master, my men searched everywhere and found no whereabouts of their brother and sister, but I found this in the village by the woods below the cliff, and it was found by a hunter who was passing by hunting and said that he picked it up in the forest that day."

The man in black listened to his question, nodded respectfully, and as he spoke, he took out a burden in his big hand.

"Let it go. Continue to track them down, and don't let the rest of the Feng family or the people of the Cloud King find them first. ”

When his subordinates said this, the man's head was not twisted, he explained lightly, raised his hand to beckon his subordinates to leave, and his lips had a faint playful arc.

"Brother Yunwang, let's see who moves fast." As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, the white jade porcelain cup in his hand was still flying to a tree not far away, with a slight "bang", the wine glass was well embedded in the trunk of the tree with a person hugging, and the threads were seamed.

If you don't see all this with your own eyes, you will definitely think that the wine glass is embedded in the trunk of the tree.

On Wanling's side, when she was lying on the bed thinking about the future of the money, Uncle Yun and Aunt Lin were lying on the bed, silent to the light.

"Today, you explained Ling'er to the official and told us who we are?"

After a long time, Uncle Yun sighed lightly, broke the silence, and asked the woman beside him.

"I, I know I shouldn't, but ......"

As soon as Uncle Yun's words came out, Aunt Lin raised her head and said with a face full of emptiness, obviously their identities were strange.

"I don't blame you, I've been worrying about this all these years, but I didn't think about it...... If your brother knew we were here, what were you going to do? ”

Aunt Lin didn't dare to face him with such a weak heart, Uncle Yun sighed lightly, stretched out his rough hand to stroke the hair in front of her, pinned a strand of hair in front of her behind her ear, and when it came to the consequences of her doing this, her expression was more gloomy with loss, paused, or sat up and looked at her and asked.