104. Get along in a good way

The Qixi Festival is still lively at night, but Yang Liu was afraid that they would not be able to occupy a good seat if they went late, so they rushed to the town after a lunch break.

Li Cong didn't say anything about this noon, and Yang Liu didn't ask.

Li Cong carried a flower bag wrapped in all the ornaments made by willow in his hand, and changed hands from time to time. Yang Liu noticed it and was a little surprised, could it be that he accidentally injured his hand while doing work? Because that burden is not heavy at all.

"Give it to me." Yang Liu stretched out his hand.

"No, no, no." Li Cong hurriedly shook his head.

"Then what are you doing in exchange, I thought you couldn't lift it?"

"Is it heavy?" Xiuxiu also noticed it, but thought that Li Cong was hot and his palms were sweaty.

"Girl, what do you know?" Li Cong lifted the burden in his hand, "I just think that this burden does not match my temperament." ā€

Temperament?! Yang Liu's eyes widened, she never thought that she would actually hear this word from Li Cong's mouth, and she was serious.

With a poof, Yang Liu finally couldn't help laughing. Xiuxiu also covered her mouth, laughing so much that her shoulders shook and shook.

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny?" The corners of Li Cong's mouth twitched, and he said very strictly.

"It's not quite in line with your temperament." Yang Liu coughed twice, and finally held back a laugh, "But what kind of temperament are you?" ā€

"You can't even see that." Li Cong proudly accepted a sentence before he came back to his senses, Yang Liu was not showing weakness at all. What's the matter, can't he have that very masculine feeling in him?

Sensing the dark and gloomy depression around Li Cong, Yang Liu quickly diverted the topic: "Hurry up and hurry, don't talk about it." Do not say. After speaking, he hurriedly promised: "Don't worry, next time I will definitely find a furoshiki that suits your temperament." ā€

Is that what he meant? Li Cong depressedly recalled what he had just said. It seems to have a bit of that meaning.

"There are so many small flowers on this furoshi, it's beautiful." Xiuxiu wrinkled her nose. "Fifth brother doesn't know how to appreciate."

Yang Liu didn't respond, but looking at her expression, you knew that she agreed with Xiuxiu's words very much. Moreover, this baggage skin was originally chosen by her, can she still deny it herself and slap her face?

"Forget it, I don't understand it to you." Li Cong shut up.

I don't understand, Yang Liu pouted, what a profound literati melancholy this is.

The world is drunk. Wake up alone?

Oh, it must have been that she drank too much porridge at lunch to make her have this delusion.

***

paid ten cents to the resident official who guarded the door, and Yang Liu chattered for a long time.

There are only two Wens for the stalls, and those like them who have a small table are Wuwen, isn't it just a Chinese Valentine's Day, and it has doubled.

"I'll earn it back sooner or later, it's fine." Li Cong comforted.

Yang Liu nodded, and said that the wool came out of the sheep. She has no choice but to slaughter others. As soon as the pale green sun umbrella is opened, it feels a little cooler in the whole street. The slightly elaborate stalls have a cloth about the size of the countertop, and most of the stalls have nothing on them, and this round umbrella stands out. There are many people who are excited. It's just that there aren't many people who act. Every time she deposited the umbrella with the Hu family's shopkeeper, Yang Liu was a little embarrassed, she seemed to overestimate herself. For small vendors. As long as it can block out the sun a little, a piece of cloth is no different from an umbrella.

I put out a few representative ornaments. Willow put the rest in the cabinet under the countertop.

"It feels like we're here early." Xiuxiu said. The sun was still so big, and there weren't a few people in the town. It would be hours before it got dark.

It's too early for those who are just playing, and it's not too early for those who set up stalls to do small business, and the streets are almost surrounded by small vendors.

"Lady, I'm guarding the stall here, you guys go shopping." Li Cong said.

Standing stupidly, Yang Liu nodded, and told Li Cong the price of all kinds of jewelry, in case a guest came to buy it.

"This one is only twenty wen, why do two of them cost fifty-two wen?" Putting aside such a small thing and selling it for twenty yuan, how can it be more expensive to buy two?

"It's a heart. In fact, it is also a homonym, twenty wen, which is twenty zero, is to love you, fifty-two, five two zero is I love you. Yang Liu said: "Don't bargain, because love is priceless." It's best for you to let them quote first, and then say that this is a heart, and twenty wen is the reserve price. ā€

It was the first time Li Cong heard this statement, and he couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't quite understand the meaning of Yang Liu's words, but it was always right to read it. After reacting, he immediately recalled Yang Liu's words silently in his heart.

After checking the prices one by one, Yang Liu and Xiuxiu left with confidence.

"Sister-in-law, you're so good at talking." Xiuxiu's envy at a glance. It sounds like a crooked reason, but it is crooked.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yang Liu said politely: "Actually, I haven't always been so smart. ā€

Less lies to coax ignorant girls, okay?

"I must learn from my sister-in-law."

"Hungry? Let's go, I'll take you to Uncle Qian's to eat. Yang Liu shook Xiuxiu's hand.

Maybe it was after lunch, and there were only two or three kittens in Uncle Qian's stall, which looked quite bleak.

"Business is booming, Uncle Qian." Yang Liu arched his hand to Uncle Qian like a New Year's greeting.

"You little girl, you still remember your Uncle Qian and me." Uncle Qian's eyes were full of smiles, and he asked who the girl behind Yang Liu was.

"My sister-in-law." Yang Liu dragged Xiuxiu's arm and introduced: "The name of the lady is Xiuxiu." ā€

"Uncle Qian." Xiuxiu said hello.

Uncle Qian nodded.

Yang Liu pulled Xiuxiu to sit down on a floor stool, and couldn't wait to show the fox tail: "You know why I brought Xiuxiu over, right?" ā€

No one replied, but Uncle Qian had already lifted the lid and started to make wontons. The rising white heat wave blurred Uncle Qian's expression, and he obviously felt that he rolled his eyes, and then heard him say angrily: "Isn't it just to save a bowl of wonton money?" ā€

Yang Liu waved his hand, "Uncle Qian, it's not right for you to say this, both of us are so familiar with you." It's vulgar to talk about money. ā€

"Vulgarity is elegance. Besides, Uncle Qian, I was originally a layman. You can't do it, and you can't treat money as dung. ā€

"Hey, I'm trying to save dung now."

Uncle Qian choked. Dare you come to me to collect dung.

Xiuxiu also covered her mouth and giggled.

"Eat, I'm in for a treat." In addition to two bowls of wontons, Uncle Qian also sent a few more side dishes.

"Thank you, Uncle Qian." Yang Liu thanked him first, handed the chopsticks to Xiuxiu, and asked, "Uncle Qian, just treat you, and say it, do you want us to invite you back?" ā€

"It's just a sharp-toothed girl." Uncle Qian gritted his teeth, and then said to Xiuxiu: "You must not learn from your sister-in-law." It's okay to look at, but it's actually a thief. ā€

"I think the fifth sister-in-law's personality is quite good." Xiuxiu, as always, maintained the image of Yang Liu, and said it quite strictly.

Uncle Qian was stunned, but he just said in a joking tone, why is this girl so serious? It made him seem as if he was sowing discord.

Yang Liu couldn't help but snicker, and said, "Look, I want to fan a little yin wind, but I set myself on fire, is it a loss?" ā€

"Stinky girl. No big or small, I'm an elder, and I have to respect the elderly. ā€

"I'm still a junior, you have to love the young." Yang Liu reacted very quickly and fought back. "You don't only have the ability to rely on the old and sell the old."

The muscles at the corners of Uncle Qian's eyes trembled, and finally turned into a heavy snort, and he turned his head. No matter what Yang Liu says, he doesn't care.

After eating, Dong Laxi talked for a while. Yang Liu built yƬ Uncle Qian changed to sell couple packages, parent-child packages. It's just two or three bowls sold together. The price is more than a single bowl.

"So much?" Uncle Qian was surprised.

"You don't know that my sister-in-law only sells such a small ornament for twenty yuan." Xiuxiu compared the size of the heart-shaped ornament.

"So dark?"

"Can you stop using the word 'black', it hurts your self-esteem, you know?" She is a little darker, so she is so sensitive to this word, "Besides, the money for the stall has doubled today, what if you raise the price?" ā€

Uncle Qian said truthfully: "I'm just afraid that after the price is raised, no one will come here to eat." ā€

The corners of Yang Liu's mouth twitched: "Uncle Qian, you are really real." ā€

Before leaving, Yang Liu didn't forget to give Li Cong a bowl of wontons.

This girl, the cheapness is all to be taken advantage of. Uncle Qian thought angrily.

Yang Liu took a tray from Uncle Qian's stall and held it, otherwise the wontons were so hot, where would she be able to serve them.

"Which wonton shop is this? , there are still beautiful women who deliver wontons? A man dressed in a green shirt who looked like a scholar walked out of the bookstore and said in surprise.

"Uncle Qian's wonton shop." Yang Liu's ear power is good, and the moment he turned his head, he casually recited a name, "Do you want an official to have a bowl?" Authentic seafood flavor, 20 wen a bowl, guaranteed to be worth the money, I wish the officials a great year in the coming year. ā€

"What a clever mouth, if I don't buy it, it will be mine." The man smiled and pulled out his purse.

Xiuxiu and Yang Liu glanced at each other, and there was surprise in their eyes that could not be concealed. Ah, it's done.

It was originally a windfall, but Yang Liu didn't take it seriously at all, and went back to Uncle Qian's stall with Xiuxiu to ask for a bowl, but this time Yang Liu gave him ten cents.

"This is not the wonton money for you, I got rich today and shared it equally with you." Yang Liu skimmed it out and dismissed the invisible handle for the next Lai's meal.

"Are you going to cheat again?" Uncle Qian blurted out.

"What do you mean, what is cheating?" Yang Liu rolled his eyes, "Fortunately, I have a good temper, so I don't bother with you, are you insulting my personality?" I don't have much to do today, when are you going to close the stall tonight? ā€

Uncle Qian was just about to speak, but Yang Liu waved his hand again, "Anyway, I'll send the trays and bowls over when I have time." But Uncle Qian, you should also give your wonton stall an official name, and I will promote it for you outside. ā€

"Oh, what's your name?"

"Uncle Qian's wonton shop."

…… How tall did he think it was, wasn't it just the name of a Tubra shop? (To be continued......)