For the king of faith, anything that has to do with money is a fatal thing.

He must swear to defend his princess's money bag to the death.

Looking at King Xin's defensive eyes, the little beauty: "Why didn't she know that she was so annoying."

At this moment, the father who was about to be buried on the ground next to him suddenly sat up with a "whoop", holding his hand and blowing non-stop.

Those who were still watching the play next to them all screamed and fled in all directions when they saw this scene: "The corpse is fraudulent!" ”

The area that was originally full of people was cleared in an instant, and only the little beauty with a bewildered face remained, the vigilant King Xin, the father who was inadvertently stepped on by the King of Xin, and Jin Qing, who was watching the excitement.

I saw that the father was blowing his broken fingers, and said viciously to the little beauty: "When you rented me, you didn't say that you still stepped on your fingers, so you have to pay me medical expenses!" ”

The little beauty nodded with a wooden face: how much she couldn't think about it at the beginning, so she would learn from others to rent a father for herself!

King Xin looked back at Jin Qing proudly: "You see what I said is right, this is a lie." ”

Jin Qing nodded approvingly: "Good job, live well!" "Lao Tzu really doesn't guarantee that you will survive to old age.

King Xin smiled shyly at Jin Qing as if he didn't understand: It was the first time someone had spoken to him so concerned.

Subsequently, Jin Qing and King Xin walked away, not caring about the little beauty who was rented by the "father" who was holding on to compensation.

Neither of them is a person with a sense of public morality, and the two of them have reached a consensus on running away after causing trouble.

On the way back, Jin Qing finally understood how much King Xin was beaten.

On the way back, there is a market street, and there are many people who set up their stalls here on weekdays.

The aromas of various foods are intertwined, but it makes people feel strangely satisfied.

In the past, Shin Oh would often walk around this snack street a few times, smell the smell here, and feel satisfied when he goes back to drink porridge.

But the current situation is different, his princess is really rich

Thinking of the endless pickpockets on the snack street, King Xin just wanted to drag Jin Qing home quickly.

So, whenever Jin Qing stood in front of any stall, King Xin would immediately come out to peel the skin on the spot, causing the stall owner to look at him angrily.

In front of the dim sum stand

"You can't buy it, you can't buy it, you see that her head is so oily, and she scratches it from time to time, and the snacks that come out of this hand are all her head oil."

The people who were queuing in front of the dim sum stall were silent for a moment, took a closer look at the dandruff-covered proprietress and then found a reason to leave.

The aunt at the dim sum stall looked at King Xin, who was still chattering, and silently grabbed her rolling pin.

In front of the ramen stall

"You can't eat this, you see that when the man kneaded the dough shirtless, the sweat dripped into the dough, and all you ate was his sweat."

The person who was eating noodles in his seat looked at the fragrant noodles in his bowl: "Why do you suddenly feel that you can't swallow it?"

The noodle stall uncle clenched the fence of the noodles in his hand.

In front of the food stalls

"You can't buy it, you see that the bowls used by these people have not been properly brushed, and we will use them again after the last person uses them, and what we eat has to be other people's saliva."

The man who was stir-frying grabbed the spoon of stir-frying.

Along the way, King Shin swept all the stalls.

The originally lively food stalls are rarely deserted.

Jin Qing looked at King Xin, who was still chattering, with some surprise: It's a miracle that this cowardice has survived until now.

was disgusted all the way, and even she wanted to hit someone, okay.

In fact, these words are all buried in the heart of the king of Xin, urging himself to save money.

If he hadn't wanted Jin Qing to go home early, he might never have said it.

The last stall on the snack street is a meat stall with a pig that has been cut up and hung on a hook, and a large pot with braised pig's head and water boiling in it.

Jin Qing stood in front of the butcher stall, and she finally saw the meat, which was still the meat of a whole pig.

After traveling through so many worlds, Jin Qing had already discovered one thing, that is, it was all a lie.

No one will deal with what pigs go into the water, they all have to be thrown away, and what pig bones are added to give away, which is basically nonsense.

In the era of scarcity of ingredients, the pig killer knows how to deal with these things better than anyone.

These are all meat that can be exchanged for money!

Smelling the aroma of braised pork wafting out of the pot, King Shin was stunned for the first time without opening his mouth.

He can only eat meat every month during the palace banquet, and now he is naturally hungry.

At this time, seeing that Jin Qing wanted to buy meat, King Xin obediently closed his mouth and quietly waited to take the meat home and drink the broth.

Who would have thought, before Jin Qing could ask the price, he saw the owner of the pig killing stall grab the kitchen knife in his hand and chop it heavily on the cutting board: "What do you want to say?" He had been staring at these two people for a long time, and knew that the business on this street was stirred up by these two people, so he naturally wouldn't be angry with Jin Qing and them.

Meat foam mixed with sawdust splashed everywhere, and the shopkeepers next to him watched the butcher's movements intently, planning to wait for any movement on his side, they immediately swarmed up, beating that broken mouth and couldn't take care of himself.

King Xin was still waiting for Jin Qing to buy meat, but who wanted the meat stall owner to chop off a kitchen knife, which immediately scared him a lot.

King Xin raised his leg and was about to run, but Jin Qing grabbed his neck from behind.

Seeing Jin Qing take two steps forward, the butcher stall owner immediately grabbed the kitchen knife on the cutting board: "What do you want to do." ”

Although he looks fierce and scary, he has never really dealt with anyone, and he uses his appearance to scare others.

At this time, seeing Jin Qing walking towards him step by step with a straight face, the meat stall owner was also a little abrupt in his heart.

Who would have thought that Jin Qing sat down on the stool in front of the stall: "How can you sell your meat when it's cooked?" ”

The owner of the meat stall: "What's the situation, isn't it going to start!"

Tell the location of King Xin's Mansion to the owner of the meat stall, and tell him to marinate a pig and send it to him at night, Jin Qing left the snack street with King Xin.

The owner of the meat stall was also a little confused, how could these two Xinwangfu purchasers be so virtuous!

At this time, a slender figure quietly appeared beside the owner of the meat stall: "Uncle, can I ask you about something?" ”

Kyoto is a lot more lively than other places, and all the entertainment facilities are available.

Jin Qing and King Xin were standing at the door of a gambling house at this time, looking at the big gambling words in front of them, King Xin refused in his heart: "Princess, let's go home." ”

He felt that there was nothing safer than staying at home.

Jin Qing tilted his head and squinted at King Xin: "What are you going to eat when you go back?" ”

Looking at Jin Qing's expression, King Xin swallowed back the words that he wanted to drink broth with Jin Qing.