The 20th of each month is the day to deliver pickles to restaurants. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Miss, I'll go with you!" Edamame helped Cheng Yao load the pickles onto the cart.

"No need, there are many places to go today, in case you get lost, I will have more trouble with you. Is my dad still reluctant to leave the study? Cheng Yao saw Edamame nodded, so he took out the money and said, "Oh, you take the money, I'll send pickles, I didn't cook breakfast." You go buy some of my dad's favorite tofu brains and pancakes. The rest of the money is yours to arrange. ”

It's not the first time Cheng Yao has seen her father angry. One day, because the finances can't be allocated. Well, in other words, when Professor Cheng takes a fancy to some ancient books and paintings, and when Ms. Lu Xiuhua does not agree to buy them, Professor Cheng will deteriorate in age, and he will not eat or go out in anger, and he will lie in bed physically and mentally uncomfortable. Who would have thought that Professor Cheng, who is usually regarded as an idol, would have such a reckless child's behavior.

In this case, Ms. Lu Xiuhua's approach is to ignore it, ignore it, and not be soft-hearted. Usually within two days, Professor Cheng himself couldn't stand such a family depression, returned to normal, and continued to fight with Ms. Lu Xiuhua on the road of buying or not buying.

This time, Daddy Cheng has been in the study for so many days, and the food is not delicious, and Cheng Yao is still worried about whether he is not in good health. As a result, I went to the kitchen early this morning to take a look, and Cheng Yaole was happy. Daddy couldn't help but come out to eat last night. A couple of buns in the cupboard are gone. It seems that the time for Professor Cheng to leave the customs is not far away.

"The girl is out." Cheng Bai poked his head out of the study.

"Miss sent pickles." Edamame happily counted the money that Miss gave today, in addition to buying breakfast for the master, it was enough to buy him two meat buns.

"Go buy me something to eat!" Cheng Bai was in the study and vaguely heard Cheng Yao's explanation.

"Master, don't be angry with Miss." Edamame's heart has been bought by buns.

"Where is I angry with her, how can there be such an unfilial girl, I just buy some books." Cheng Bai saw the disapproval in Maodou's eyes: "Okay, okay, I'll pay attention not to buy so much anymore." Stinky boy, look at your eyes, you are the master, I am the master? After a while, I will copy the elders and the young a hundred times. Cheng Bai deliberately took a hard bite of the meat bun, and the little edamame felt sorry for the meat bun and dared not speak out.

After dinner, Cheng Bai read in the study, and the book edamame practiced calligraphy in the courtyard.

"Bang bang bang" Someone knocked on the door.

Edamame put down the pen and went to open the door.

"Who?" Cheng Bai was curious about who came to visit so early, and when he came out, his face drooped.

"Uncle Cheng, Cheng Yao" Before Zhao Qi finished speaking, Cheng Bai interrupted impatiently: "She's out!" Then he turned and walked back to the courtyard.

"Brother Zhao, that young lady of our family is sending pickles. Is there anything wrong with you? "Edamame thinks it's wrong for the master to throw his face at the guest like this.

"It's all right!" Zhao Qi raised his hand and took his leave.

"What is that kid here for?" Cheng Bai asked with a not very good face.

"Brother Zhao heard that Miss was not there, so he left without saying anything."

"I knew that kid was uneasy." Cheng Bai clenched the book in his hand, and it was obvious that he was angry: "He also instigated my family Yaoyao to centrifuge with me." ”

The reason for Professor Cheng's unhappiness starts with the unpleasant dinner that day.

"I heard that your family has bought a lot of books these days?" Zhao Qi frowned and asked.

"Yes! That's what my dad has to offer. ”

"It's good to read more, it's just too ostentatious!" Stacks of books are bought, it's too eye-catching. On the way back, he heard a lot of people talking.

"Uh-huh, I see, I'll pay attention."

The Cheng family is safe and thoughtful on weekdays, because someone in the Zhao family is in the public gate, and the Zhao family does their best to protect the Cheng family. That's why there is no such mess as a mess.

In ancient times, it was very expensive to read and learn calligraphy, and buying books with such fanfare is not to tell people that I am very rich! Wealth is moving! It's that the king of heaven can't suppress the greed of human nature.

Cheng Bai finished lyricizing, and as soon as he came out, he heard the conversation between Zhao Qi and Cheng Yao. Look at her daughter's expression, will he not be able to buy books happily in the future! It was a bolt from the blue.

In Cheng Yao's memory, every time Brother Zhao helped deliver pickles to the restaurant. Not to mention that Brother Zhao was injured, just think about the day when his father blew his beard and glared at others, Cheng Yao didn't want to trouble others anymore.

Fulai Restaurant, this is it. Cheng Yao smiled and said to the shopkeeper: "The shopkeeper, business is booming!" ”

"Borrow Miss's auspicious words. What do you want to use? When the shopkeeper heard the auspicious words in the morning, his smiling glasses narrowed.

"Shopkeeper, I'm here to deliver pickles!"

"You are a girl from the Cheng family."

"Exactly!"

"Why isn't Xiao Zhao coming soon?"

"Oh, Brother Zhao has something to do, so I didn't bother him." Cheng Yao said as she removed a jar from the board car and put it on the counter: "Shopkeeper, this is ten catties of pickles." ”

I saw that the shopkeeper's face was embarrassed: "Girl, I won't tell you, business is not good these days, I'm afraid of this pickle." ”

Cheng Yao immediately understood the meaning of the shopkeeper, and cut off his words: "Shopkeeper, I will deliver it myself this time, and there is another meaning, I want to tell you that my family will not make pickles in the future, for fear of delaying your business." These ten catties of pickles are for you. Thank you for taking care of you for so many years. ”

"Oh, that's it! This pickle, I still pay you, one pound of eight wen, ten catties is eighty wen, you can do the math. The shopkeeper hurriedly took the money from the counter and handed it to Cheng Yao.

"Then thank you to the shopkeeper." Cheng Yao couldn't refuse: "I have to go to another house, so I won't bother you." ”

The shopkeeper asked the shopkeeper to take the jar into it and change the pickles into his own jar.

It's eight, not ten. Cheng Yao was now pondering in front of the counter.

"The shopkeeper is the pickles of this house, and the guests don't like to eat them, even if they are given away for free, no one wants them, didn't you say that you want to change them?"

"This Cheng family's pickles turned out to be delicious, but it was only after Cheng Niangzi left. Forget it, this is the last time. ”

"Then Xiao Zhao catches quickly?"

"It's okay, it's the little girl who doesn't make pickles herself, and she can't complain about us. Move quickly, people are still waiting for the jar. ”

There was no one in the store early in the morning, and the voices of the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper came from behind the curtain of the kitchen door.

Cheng Yao's face showed such an expression.

After delivering all the pickles, Cheng Yao pushed the cart to the bank of the river, sat on the embankment and watched the flow of the Qujiang River, a group of women laughed and washed their clothes on the bank, listening to the lively street market behind them.

It wasn't until he walked out of the house today that Cheng Yao truly admitted that he had traveled to ancient times. Cheng Yao opened her hands, tilted her head and closed her eyes, and breathed deeply in the fresh air.

"Oops, go and see, someone's going to chop their hands!" Behind him, a group of people watching the excitement ran by.

Cheng Yao looked for prestige, only to see a bunch of people not far away. Cheng Yao got up and patted his clothes, and also stepped forward to look.