Chapter 8 White Flour Steamed Buns
Yichen rubbed his head, pulled his little face and pouted, "Old man, what's wrong, you always hit me on the head, it's strange if you're not stupid." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"And ask me what's wrong, you go over there and ask how many copper there are for white-flour steamed buns!" Lao Dao pointed to a small vendor selling steamed buns on the opposite side and yelled at Yichen.
Following the old man's hand, Yichen saw a steamed bun seller over there, and swallowed his saliva, "Master, I've only eaten white-flour steamed buns once, didn't you say that it was extremely expensive." ”
The old Taoist roared like thunder, "If you want to ask, just ask, where is so much nonsense!" ”
Yi Chen was too frightened to speak, so he hurriedly ran over, "Uncle, how many copper plates are there for steamed buns?" ”
"Yo! This little brother, one of the two copper plates, look at the heat, how many do you want? The old man said enthusiastically.
Yi Chen also faintly felt that something was wrong when he heard this, and measured it with his hand, "Uncle, how many steamed buns can you buy with such a big ingot of silver?" ”
"Hahaha" the old man who sold steamed buns laughed, "Little brother, are you kidding, such a big silver ingot, used to buy steamed buns, is enough for you to eat until you are sixty years old." ”
When Yichen heard this, he drooped his head and walked to the side of Lao Dao, "Master"
"You know this time!" Lao Dao's temper also disappeared, pulled her to sit beside her, and said earnestly, "Child, I have long told you that people's hearts are sinister, let you come out to experience is to exercise you, in the future, grow more eyes, think more when encountering things, see more and listen less to speak, Master once taught you, knowing yourself and knowing the other can win a hundred battles, this is the truth, if you don't have practical experience, you can only stay on paper forever, this time is a lesson, pay more attention in the future, I will go first, and then give you a piece of silver, I know you want to go to the capital and find a carriage with Xueyi, if you walk, you won't be able to come back in a year. After the words fell, he threw Yichen a silver ingot and a few coppers, and disappeared in three or two moments.
Yichen put away the silver, bought a few steamed buns with copper, walked back along the way he came, just arrived at the door of the inn, and found Xue Yi squatting at the door crying, still holding the small burden when going down the mountain in his arms, and hurriedly walked over, "Xue Yi, what's wrong?" ”
Xue Yi cried out when she saw Yichen's "wow", "I want to eat, they say I have no money, and they say I was thrown away and kicked me out." Xue Yi said while crying, and her little face turned red.
Yi Chenqi didn't fight, picked up Xue Yi, and rushed into the inn with her, "Xiao Er, get out of here." Originally, she was very annoyed when she was deceived by Yichen, but now she is even more angry when she is not bullying Xue Yi.
Xiao Er heard the shout, and hurriedly ran out, and when he saw that Yichen was back, he quickly nodded and bowed, "Yo!" Young master, you're back, I didn't see you today and thought"
Yi Chen raised his hand and gave Xiao Er a mouthful, "I thought you were big, you dared to bully Xue Yi, you didn't want to die." ”
The shopkeeper didn't look down on Yichen and Xue Yi, the two dirt buns, plus they were still half-grown children, and this time they were beaten, the fire also came up, "Why are you beating me!" As he spoke, he went up and tugged at the collar of Yichen's clothes.
How could Yichen let him be dragged by it, without waiting for Xiao Er's hand to arrive, he kicked him to the ground as soon as he raised his foot, "Dare to do it with me, return to me the silver that I deceived the little master yesterday, or I will demolish your store today." ”