Song Yi, born in Daliang, grew up in Daliang, can be regarded as an old resident of Daliang City, he has passed the age of not confused he runs a grocery store handed down from his father, because of the good reputation, the surrounding neighbors are often patronized, so the life of the Song family has been good. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Early in the morning, Song Yi, as usual, yawned and opened his façade, because he got up too early, there were basically no guests, so Song Yi was ready to stare behind the counter for a while after finishing his work to make up for a sleep. But not long after closing his eyes, Song Yi heard a slight sound of footsteps coming in from outside the door.

It seems that today's luck is not bad, as soon as the door opens, there is business coming to the door, Song Yi stood up from behind the counter with a professional smile on his face.

I saw that the person who came was a timid little girl, I saw that she was wearing a cyan maid costume, a pair of white patterned linen shoes under her feet, and a small rattan basket on her white and tender arms.

"This girl, I wonder what you want to buy?" Song Yi rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked with a smile: "If you can't find it, you might as well say it, and I can see if I have it in this small store?" ”

The little maid's face turned red all of a sudden, and she replied in a low voice: "It is a nobleman in our house who specially told me to come to your small shop to buy ...... Come buy rouge! After finishing speaking, the little girl frowned in embarrassment, this is clearly a grocery store, and it will not operate rouge gouache at all, is the noble person mistaken?

Thinking of this, the little maid asked dejectedly: "Your shop is newly opened, boss, do you know where the original rouge shop has moved?" The noble man in my family asked for his family's rouge by name, and he must be a regular customer of his family, but I can't use anything else to fool the past. ”

Who knows, Song Yi still had that smiling expression, and said to the little maid without any abnormality: "This store does deal in rouge gouache, but there are few people who ask." And it took up too much space, so I put it under the countertop, and I brought it to the girl. ”

"Huh? Really? You...... Aren't you a grocery store? The sudden turn of events made the little girl's eyes widen, and she never expected it. There is really a rouge gouache here, but how does he store it? Isn't it possible to put it together with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar?

"Who said grocery stores can't sell rouge gouache?" Song Yi looked very reasonable, turned around and picked up huge wooden boxes and put them in front of the little maid for her to choose.

"Yes, yes, the noble man said that this is what he wants. She also deliberately showed me her leftovers for me to look like! The little maid pointed to one of the big red rouges and shouted excitedly: "Boss, this is it, wrap it up for me." ”

"Howler!" A trace of essence flashed in Song's eyes, but his subordinates did not pause in the slightest, and quickly wrapped the rouge and handed it to the little maid's hand.

"Guest officer, take it well, Hui Cheng Shiwen!"

"Huh? Ten texts! The noble man gave me a total of ten wen! Boss, can it be cheaper? The little maid stared at Song Yi with a painful face. The word profiteer was written all over his eyes.

"I'm sorry, guest officer, our store has a small profit, and I really can't afford it, so ten wen is ten wen, and there will be no counteroffer." Song Yi suddenly put away the gentle expression of the uncle next door and said seriously. No matter how soft and hard the little girl is, Song Yi just won't let go.

"Humph! Profiteer, if it weren't for the nobleman who designated your rouge, I wouldn't have bought it from you! The little maid looked unhappy. The copper coins in the purse were taken out one by one and lined up on the table, and when the tenth was placed, the little maid pinched the shriveled purse hard, pouted and waited for Song Yi to wrap the rouge and hand it to herself.

Song Yi casually picked up a copper coin on the table. I wiped it vigorously, and then blew it again, and saw that the little girl was staring at herself angrily, as if a blocked frog was staring at a fly flying beyond the range of his tongue, but the fly was still stinking, and it would fly into an S shape for a while. After a while, it flew into a B-shape......

"Okay, okay, I'm really convinced." Song Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, handed the copper coin and wrapped rouge in his hand to the little maid's hand, and said helplessly: "You dolls, you are also very courageous, and the money of the lord's distinguished guests dare to swallow it privately, and I don't know who brought you badly!" ”

The little girl put away the copper coin in surprise, raised the tip of her nose unconvinced, and said angrily: "Don't think that I will be grateful to you if you give me a copper coin, I will never come to your broken shop again!" After saying that, he made a grimace, turned around and ran out.

Song Yi shook his head and quietly put away the copper coins on the table one by one, but when he touched one of them, Song Yi couldn't help but pause, and then put the different copper coin on his waist, turned to the back of the house and shouted: "Boss, hurry up and help me take care of the store, Dad has to go out now!" ”

"Come on, come on! Dad, what are you doing out so early? The eldest son rubbed his eyes and rushed to the storefront, and saw that his father had already stepped forward and was about to go out.

"Go to the butcher Zhang on the front street to weigh some meat, isn't your brother always clamoring for meat!"

"Okay, okay, Dad, go quickly." The eldest son swallowed quietly and urged.

When Song Yi came to the shop of the butcher on the front street, the sun had already climbed to the sky, and the Zhizhi on the tree seemed to feel the hot temperature and screamed like crazy. Zhang Butcher sat in his shop with a fan, and when he saw Song Yi coming over from a distance, he quickly got up and asked with a smile: "Boss Song, it's too early to come, and you can keep all the good fat!" ”

Song Yi walked closer, looked at the three-finger-thick fat meat, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Okay, then come here!" After saying that, he took out the money bag from his waist, but when he handed it over, he seemed to inadvertently drop one, and the copper coin happened to be buckled on the solidified meat oil on the table.

"Yo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Song Yi's fingers first pressed the copper coin, and then with a light pick of his fingernails, the copper coin left the table and returned to his hand.

"It's okay! It's okay! Zhang Butcher smiled and took the copper coin, his eyes swept quickly, and he saw that the meat oil on the table had been printed with a peculiar pattern, and in the pattern, there was a small word!

"Here's the meat you wanted, and you've got it."

Zhang Butcher smiled and handed the wrapped meat to Song Yi, and then wiped it on the table with his big hand very naturally, and there was no trace at all! (To be continued.) )