"You guys, you have to talk nonsense here! We have no problem with rice! ”

Ruyue had never encountered such a thing, so she had to shout dryly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mao Xiaoer also joined the camp: "That's right, our Mao Ji rice shop has never sold black-hearted rice!" ”

"Then why, after our son ate your rice yesterday, his stomach hurt and rolled on the ground!" The old man asked sharply.

Ruyue was so anxious that she didn't know what to say, now Qianlong is Shen Lijun, and she has to practice every day until three o'clock in the morning before coming back.

This Mao Ji rice shop, but the hard work of their little beggars can't be ruined in her hands. But if you want to find Chitaki, then how to find her.

She also didn't know where Chitaki had gone to practice every day.

Compared with Ruyue, who is in a hurry, this Mao Xiaoer is much better.

This kid stood at the gate of Mao Ji Rice Shop unhurriedly, and made a gesture to the onlookers.

Said: "Fellow villagers, there must be many people who know me. To tell you the truth, I'm just a beggar in this ruined temple outside the city. If you don't have enough meals a day, you know that everyone's life is not easy, so we Mao Ji Rice Shop, with a conscience, sell everyone authentic rice with a fragrant rice flower fragrance. Big guys, you should know how difficult it is for me, a little beggar, to start this rice shop, except for accidents, finding my long-lost sister can't open this shop. It is precisely because this store is extremely difficult to open that we are more cautious. After all, behind this, I still have a dozen beggar brothers to eat with. Besides, although my sister is honest and can't speak, she has always taught me that I must do my duty as a human being, and I must not forget my roots. Usually, when I was a little beggar, I didn't receive much favor from everyone, so the price of these pieces of rice was not high. I believe that the big guys also know all this. ”

"Yes, yes!"

"Although he was born as a beggar, he is also a poor person, and he understands it."

"It's not easy."

"Their group of children, except for begging for something to eat, usually don't do anything bad."

Mao Erxiao hooked his mouth, showing his identity first, and won the trust of others. lest I turn around and let these two old men talk about his beggar background.

Besides, there is not a single person around this world who has not received the favor of their sister and brother.

When Shen Lijun asked them to open the store, it was a Mao Ji rice shop opened in the name of a long-lost sister and brother.

Therefore, it is clear in this area that the good deeds of their sisters and brothers are coming.

At the critical moment, as long as these people are properly guided, they will all fall to their Mao Ji rice shop. Besides, people are like this, and it is easy to have an irrational liking for people who have helped them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I, Mao Xiaoer, am here to assure you that the rice from Mao Ji Rice Store is definitely genuine rice! If there are any miscellaneous items in this rice, we will pay ten for one fake in Maoji rice shop! So, I have a few words I want to ask this old gentleman in front of the big guys. Mao Xiaoer's words were learned from Shen Lijun.

I was disdainful of it, but now I think it's quite good.

Salute first, then soldier, good.

"What is there to say! The black-hearted rice sold by your family has harmed my son! Pay to my son! The old woman squinted and howled!

"Don't worry, this old lady. It's not too late to hear me about the situation before making a judgment. Sir, I would like to ask you, what year, month, day and time did you buy the rice in my Mao Ji rice shop? What kind of rice are you buying? Mao Xiaoer asked calmly.

"It was yesterday, yesterday morning, about one o'clock at noon. I saw that there was no rice in the rice bowl at home, and I heard the big guy say, "Your rice here tastes good." So he brought money to you and bought rice. Bought the best of the kind. The old man said.

This is well-founded, and at first glance it sounds like that.

Mao Xiaoer nodded: "Old man, the most expensive kind of rice you said, but the signature rice 'Rice Blossom Fragrance' of my Mao Ji rice shop?" ”

"Exactly, it's exactly this kind of rice that hasn't been cooked yet, it's the kind of rice that smells like it." The old man nodded hurriedly.

"Then, last night, when the old gentleman bought the rice back, it was all cooked? How many people made rice? Mao Xiaoer asked.

"Naturally, it's all cooked. My family has a large population, in addition to children, there are two sons and three daughters. The old woman interjected.

"Then you think that my rice is the most delicious?" Mao Xiaoer then asked.

Although Ruyue on the side was anxious, she didn't know how to feel that Mao Xiaoer, a kid, had the ability to settle these people.

She secretly stood aside and watched, cheering for Mao Xiaoer.

Over there, Mao Xiaoer seemed to be aware of Ruyue's gaze, nodded at her, and signaled to reassure her that he already had an idea.

"Yes. Of course, it's delicious, but it's not much better. It's just a little more fragrant than the usual rice. The old woman said, as if she was afraid that she would say good things about this Mao Ji rice and publicize it, so she turned around again.

"Since that's the case, then I don't understand a little, the rice from my Maoji rice shop is sold to the big guys, and the big guys are all cooking and eating, why is it only your family that has a problem? Besides, yesterday your family ate the rice from my Mao Ji rice shop, why is it only your youngest son who has a stomachache? Mao Xiaoer asked unhurriedly.

"We, where do we know! Who knows what kind of rice you are selling! The old woman shouted weakly.

Mao Xiaoer already had a bottom in his heart, and said: "Since the old gentleman's family has eaten, maybe your family will also have stomach trouble in this moment." ”

"It was meant to be! Ouch, ouch! My stomach hurts! It hurts! Old man, my stomach hurts! ”

The old woman is not stupid, as soon as she found out that Mao Xiaoer's words were wrong, she thought about remedying it immediately, and crushed her belly and shouted pain!

"I hurt too! My belly! It hurts to death! Lao Liu also understood, and followed the old woman to cry out in pain.

"Sir, your stomach hurts so much. Yesterday you said that you came to my store to buy rice at noon, but I don't have this amount in my bookkeeping shop. Besides, every customer who comes to our Mao Ji rice shop, we will distribute a self-made food stamp from the Mao Ji rice shop at that time, which says what kind of rice was bought, what kind of price, how much, and how much silver taels were spent in total. In order to make it easier for us to keep accounts by ourselves, and also to facilitate the big guys, we have such a food stamp. Anyone who has bought rice in our Mao Ji rice official knows this. The old gentleman said that the rice was bought in the Xiangmao Ji rice shop, so he took out this food stamp. ”