"Eh, little white tiger?" Mu Lingluo was surprised, she looked up and down in surprise at the little white dog with trembling little ears and full of joy, and then remembered its cute appearance when it was stuck in the fence, she really couldn't associate it with the majestic king of the forest, or even the auspicious beast of the Qing Song Dynasty.

The little white dog seemed to know that it was the object they were talking about, and raised his head, shaking his round little ears, and he was very angry.

Mu Lingluo shook his head, "But, it looks like a freshly weaned puppy!" You look at its round body and innocent little eyes, it doesn't look like a white tiger at all. ”

If anything, it probably resembles its round ears and slender tail, but it is actually more like a shorthair cat than a white tiger.

The little white dog seemed extremely unhappy, raised his little meat paw and scratched the floor, pounced violently, hooked Su Zimo's robe, and hugged his legs.

"Although it looks like a dog in appearance and gluttony, it is indeed a small white tiger." Su Zimo has always not liked small animals, and he himself doesn't like to contact small animals, but for some reason, this little white tiger makes him feel very familiar.

He squatted down, rarely conignantly raised his hand and touched its round little head, the little white dog also snorted twice cooperatively, rubbing his palm, soft and fluffy, which made Su Zimo's originally unhappy mood because of the headache also eased slightly.

"It seems to like you." Mu Lingluo said enviously, "When I touched it, it was quite arrogant, and it didn't look very happy." ”

When Su Zimo heard this, he was stunned, and lowered his head to meet the crystal pure black eyes of the little white tiger, he withdrew his hand, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth converged slightly, "If you like it, keep it!" ”

"I like it, but it's wild and free after all. How can I let it lose its wildness just because I want to raise it? However, if you are thirsty and hungry in the future, you can come to us. Mu Lingluo's last sentence was said to the little white tiger, and I don't know if it understood, it only raised its little head high and looked at the tall and straight Su Zimo.

"Aluo, we're ready to go." Aunt Lei's call came from behind.

Mu Lingluo hurriedly responded and waved his hand at the little white tiger, "I still have something to do today, so I won't play with you, Ah Mo, are you really going?" You haven't slept well all night, so get some rest! ”

Su Zimo shook his head, "No need, I have already said it." I'll be able to wait for me to finish washing up in a moment. With that, he turned and went to wash.

Mu Lingluo was helpless, but it was not easy to explain directly, after all, it was just her guess. She only hopes that those men in black can leave as soon as possible, otherwise she can only go straight to the bridge.

As soon as Su Zimo left, the little white tiger dug the ground, suddenly turned around and slipped out of the yard, disappearing into the dawn, and when Mu Lingluo reacted, only the ginseng was still lying in her arms.

Seeing this, Mu Lingluo sighed and went to find Aunt Lei. Because they had to catch the morning market, they had to go as soon as possible, and there were many things, so they could only pick them up one by one, which was a long way to go, and it was really enough for them to be tired.

The last assigned task was that Su Zimo, as a man, picked two large baskets, which contained soaked sweet potato fries and simmered sweet potatoes, which together were more than forty or fifty catties.

Aunt Lei also had a lot of strength, picking charcoal and flour spatulas and other things, Mu Chanjuan carried wooden boxes, Mu Lingluo carried oil and other things, and the group set off to the market in a majestic manner.

The sky gradually became brighter, and they had a lot of things, so they stopped for a rest, and by the time they reached the market, it was already dawn.

Mu Lingluo and the others didn't care about taking a breath at this time, and went straight to the snack street at the mouth of the market. There are already a lot of stalls there, selling all kinds of food, and pedestrians come and go.

Mu Lingluo and the others did not delay, and directly cooperated with the local began to set up a stall to light a charcoal fire, heat the simmering sweet potatoes, and then use a small stove to put a small pot, water and flour, and wait for the oil to be hot.

After getting it right, the aroma of sweet potatoes suddenly spread on the side of the street, especially when the flour was mixed and the sweet potato fries were fried in the pot, not to mention the tangy fried aroma, and someone immediately came up to ask.

"Big sister, what are you selling, why are you so fragrant, it smells weird and delicious!"

"Yes, yes, it smells like sweet potatoes, but sweet potatoes have never smelled so fragrant! I haven't eaten a sweet potato in a few days, how do you sell it, big girl? A passer-by approached and asked.

"You're really eye-catching, aren't you just a sweet potato! This is fried sweet potato fries, and simmered sweet potatoes, a pack of 3 pennies. Mu Lingluo said with a smile as he ran over the french fries that had exploded on his plate.

"Sanwen money, little girl, you're too expensive!" Immediately, a woman said: "A pound of sweet potatoes is only three cents, what are you ......doing in this business?" The sweet potato is so small, and the big bowl of Yangchun noodles is only six yuan, and it is still full. ”

"Eldest sister, what you said is not right, you see how many materials I use here, the oil in that pot alone is enough to cover several three cents, not to mention the use of other materials, artificial and charcoal burning." Mu Lingluo smiled, "On this cold day, I just want you to taste the hot sweet potatoes." I know that eldest sister, your family is good, and you are not used to eating sweet potatoes, you eat fine rice, but this sweet potato is a coarse grain, and eating more is good for your stomach. ”

Mu Ling's mouth was sweet, and sure enough, they didn't have the hostility at the beginning, "Come on, you can taste it, if you think my fried sweet potato fries are not delicious, not as good as you want, you can not buy it, but it's always okay to taste it......" As he spoke, he let the people in front of the stall twist and eat.

Hearing that you can taste it for free, people who love to be cheap have come forward to twist the hot fried sweet potato fries to eat, but as soon as they eat it, they all suddenly feel crispy and refreshing, delicious, and make the mouth linger.

"Three pennies for three pennies, give me two packs! This tastes so good, I took two packs back to my little baby as a snack. Immediately, a generous man handed over six cents.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll wrap it up for you." Mu Lingluo wrapped him up neatly.

As soon as the other party took it, he happily withdrew.

"Today is the first time we opened, and there are not many sweet potatoes with us, if you like it, you can hurry up, and when there are many people, there will be no left." Mu Lingluo shouted.

So, those who were still a little hesitant immediately paid for it, after all, the sanwen is not too expensive.