From the second day, before Meishan went out, he always asked Jiu'er to disguise him into a middle-aged man in his forties, and then hung a homemade bamboo basket around his waist to collect money, and went to the square to set up a stall with his burden.

At first, some people always asked why the handsome little brother didn't come, and he replied that the little brother was his nephew, and he was only responsible for making things and selling them in the future.

Even so, his business has not been affected in the slightest. It's just that those who bought his things and used them back felt that they were really worth the money, and not only did they come back to buy other things, but they also introduced them to other neighbors.

There were a lot of old vendors on the other side of the square, one helping the other to occupy the stall seat, and he couldn't get in for a few days, and gradually dispelled the idea of putting the stall in the square.

Still, some admiring customers will find his booth outside the square under the guidance of regular customers. A few days later, most of the people in Luohua City knew that if they wanted to buy bamboo products, they would go directly to the stall outside the square.

He only goes out of the stall in the morning every day, and basically sells all the items he brought out that day within two hours, and he can get fifty or sixty legal dollars every day.

After selling the items every day, he would go to the vicinity of Ruyi Xuan to inquire to see if Baozhu and Lu Yunchu had returned. In the afternoon, he stayed in the small inn to make the products sold the next day, and often accompanied Mengjiu to Nanshan to collect medicine.

After more than ten days like this, there was no news of Baozhu and Lu Yunchu, which made him feel a little anxious, but he had to wait patiently.

Thousands of years have been waiting, why did he suffer so much in the past few days?

It was still early to return to the inn that day, and after handing over the Mafa currency he received to Meng Jiu, he went back to work.

"Brother Xiaoshan, you wait ......"

Meng Jiu stopped him, turned around and took out a small porcelain jar and walked to him, pointed to his hand and said, "Bamboo strips hurt hands, this is an ointment I just developed in recent days, which can remove scars and protect hands." ”

As he spoke, he opened the porcelain jar, picked out a white ointment with his thin fingers, and then picked up one of his hands full of thin wounds, and waited to apply it to him.

Mei Shan's face flushed, and he immediately withdrew his hand and said, "It's not in the way!"

Meng Jiu ignored it, grabbed his hand again, and without saying anything, he applied the ointment on his finger to his hand, and carefully spread it evenly along the wounds, while saying, "If these small wounds are not treated in time, they will only get deeper and deeper. ”

Mei Shan blushed and lowered his head, only seeing Meng Jiu's black hair, feeling the slippery and fragrant plaster in his hand, he didn't insist on retracting his hand, but his face was even redder.

Meng Jiu carefully painted his two hands, and when he looked up again, his eyes were a little red: "Brother Xiaoshan, the money we earn these days is enough for us to spend for a while, you don't have to be so tired to go out and set up a stall every day......"

Meishan smiled and reached out to caress her head, just like a thousand years ago, but somehow, when his hand reached the top of her head, he hesitated, and finally only slipped onto her shoulder and patted her gently.

"Silly Jiu'er, I go to the square every day to set up a stall, first, to earn money to live, and secondly, to find out the news of all parties. ”

Seeing that there was still opposition in Meng Jiu's eyes, he said again: "You and I are saving more money now, and when Miss Bao comes back, you and I can go to Ruyi Xuan as diners every day to see her from afar, and Ruyi Xuan is such a high-spending place...... Don't save more money, I'm afraid of ......"

In a high-consumption restaurant like Ruyixuan, although the shopkeeper said that he would be discounted when he went to dinner in the future, it was really inappropriate to always be so favored......

Hearing that he was working hard to earn money for the convenience of the two of them to meet the people of Destiny in the future, Meng Jiu really no longer objected, but said: "Brother Xiaoshan, from tomorrow, I will also go to the square to set up a clinic stall to see the people in the disease." ”

Meishan pondered for a moment and said, "It's okay! Jiu'er has good medical skills, and it really shouldn't be buried." ”

When Meng Jiu saw him agree, she became cheerful, she didn't want to tell him that the reason why she also wanted to set up a stall was just to be with him all the time, and she didn't want him to disappear from her sight again.

"By the way, Brother Xiaoshan, wait, I still have something for you!"

After speaking, without waiting for Meishan to react, he had already run back to his room with a smoke. Soon he walked out of the chamber again, and he had a cloth bag in his hand.

Meishan looked at her curiously, she pursed her lips and smiled a little shyly, but she was silent.

When he opened the cloth bag on the table, he realized that it contained two new white robes.

Seeing that he seemed a little stunned, Meng Jiucai lowered his head and said softly: "I saw that Brother Xiaoshan's two robes were very shabby, and there seemed to be no other change of clothes, so I went to the cloth store a few days ago to pull two pieces of material and sew two more for you." ”

Mei Shan looked at the two new robes stacked neatly in a daze, the one placed on top, the placket facing up, and the stitch texture on the placket, and the pattern embroidered with light gray fine silk thread......

The texture of the stitches, the embroidery patterns, he was all too familiar! For thousands of years, those stitch patterns, he had looked at and caressed, over and over again......

He looked down in disbelief at the texture and pattern of the piece on his body, and then at the new ...... in his bag It's exactly the same!

The one on the body and the one in the bag are obviously from the same person!

"This ...... You sewed this robe?"

He asked almost tremblingly, and couldn't tell whether what he was asking was what he was wearing or what he had newly sewn in a cloth bag.

Meng Jiu didn't notice his abnormality, shook off the new robe on top of the cloth bag, and handed it to him shyly: "Brother Xiaoshan, you can try it, but it still doesn't fit......"

He looked at the new clothes that had been shaken off in Meng Jiu's hands, and sure enough, the style was exactly the same.

"No...... You don't have to, you don't have to try......" He only felt that his brain suddenly became extremely confused, and in his panic he hurriedly retreated, as if he was afraid of being touched by the new clothes.

Only then did Meng Jiu notice his abnormality, took a step closer with his new clothes, and asked with concern, "Brother Xiaoshan, where are you unwell?"

Mei Shan retreated again, looking at the new clothes for a long time but did not make a sound, and finally escaped and stepped out of the hall and said, "I, I'm going to split bamboo." ”

After speaking, he lifted the axe in the courtyard, and left the inn without looking back.

Meng Jiu looked at his flustered and hurried appearance suspiciously, but he really couldn't figure out why he was like this. Could it be that Brother Xiaoshan is also shy?

I had to fold the new robe in my hand carefully and put it neatly in the cloth bag.

While thinking about going back and making a pair of cloth gloves for Brother Xiaoshan, he could protect his hands from injury when weaving with bamboo strips.

While looking at the two new robes on the table, a sweet and shy smile appeared on his face again.