Tang Yourou stared intently at this person's movements, and was stunned to find that his second one was also thrown, and he was inevitably a little weak.

What if the big man just now is the lowest level of pot throwing, and this person is at the normal level? Isn't that going to be a loss today?

As the second team also entered, there was a cheer from the crowd.

The little brother who was throwing the pot was full of confidence in his face, turned around and smiled at everyone, and deliberately raised his eyebrows at the big man just now and provoked, as if the bottle of honey was already in his bag.

The disgusted big man showed indignation, but he was helpless, and snorted: "It's so stupid if you don't finish it!" ”

The young lady was obviously a little worried, holding Dou'er's hand, staring at the pot with both pairs of eyes.

You can't throw it again!

I don't know if any god heard their wish, but I heard a "ding", and the third one brushed the edge of the crockpot and missed.

This pitcher made a mistake!

Scarface was obviously panicked, and the hand holding the skewer was a little trembling, and he didn't throw the fourth one. His mistake caused a lot of comfort from passers-by.

But it didn't work.

Because this man boasted that it was easy to hit, everyone expected him to get this bottle of honey! The more comforted the people around him, the more invisible pressure was put on him.

"Bell—"

The fourth one didn't go in again!

The mentality of the pitcher has collapsed, and in this millisecond, he suddenly loses his feel. After that, some of the few shots didn't even touch the edge.

With his frequent mistakes, Tang and Rou's hanging hearts finally let go.

In the end, this scarface only threw three sticks, which was similar to the man who threw seven of the twenty just now.

At this time, there was a lot of discussion among the passers-by.

"Can't you make this?"

"Is it that hard?"

The person who was still laughing at others just now became the object of ridicule in the blink of an eye.

The scarred face could not hide the embarrassment, and the big man who was ridiculed before said: "It's really not easy, it's not easy!" ”

When passers-by heard them say this, they thought that honey was bound to be obtained, but they didn't dare to try it again.

"It's not difficult, as long as you find the feel, children can throw it. Beans, vote for them. Tang Yourou handed Tang Dou'er a set of sticks and told him to throw pots outside the line.

"Great!" Tang Douer lifted her pants, climbed behind the straw rope, picked up the arrow and aimed it, and then threw the sign neatly.

The crockpot made a series of knocking sounds. Easily, all ten sticks were thrown.

Passers-by spontaneously applauded.

Even a child can throw a pot, and it doesn't seem that difficult.

"Just find the feel! Even a kid like me can vote, so you can vote with confidence. Tang Dou'er repeated Tang Yourou's words in an old-fashioned manner, and then pretended to be a guest and stretched out her hand to Tang Yourou, "I have won both, what about my prize?" ”

Tang Youniang said anxiously on the side: "There are only a few bottles of honey, and it will be gone after eating!" Your front teeth are gone, what honey do you eat? And you haven't paid yet! ”

Tang Dou'er grimaced at Tang Youniang: "Slightly, even if I take this honey and sell it, it will be more than a hundred Wen." ”

Tang Youniang stomped her feet angrily: "Tang Dou'er! ”

The others laughed, looked at Tang and Rou, and wondered how the stall owner would end.

Tang Yourou shook his head helplessly, picked up the honey bottle, and handed it to Tang Dou'er: "Little guest officer, please take your prize!" ”

Tang Dou'er turned his back and shouted, "I don't want honey anymore, I want a rattle!" There are so many bottles of honey and only one rattle! All I need is a rattle! ”

The crowd rejoiced.

A second pot was also laid out, and some tempting prizes were placed for you to choose. It attracted more people to stop and watch.

The young lady and Dou'er are responsible for counting the signs, and Tang and Rou are responsible for collecting the money.

In one morning, he earned less than four taels, except for straw grasshoppers, straw butterflies, and bamboo dragonflies, because someone only got straw grasshoppers after playing several handfuls, Tang and Rou gave him an extra bottle of honey. There were a few others who were in a similar situation, Tang and Rou gave them robes and straw hats.

These guests were very happy with the surprise and praised her as a little girl who could do business. Tang and Rou said that they would come to the city to set up a stall in the next few days, and if they practiced well, they were welcome to come.

It's a good idea to have this on the morning of the first day.

It was almost noon, and most of the guests in the West Market had left.

After all, it is selling vegetables and small items, and the flow of customers is mainly in the morning, and now most of these are passing by, and there is not much leisure to stay at the stall.

In the afternoon, I would go to the South Market to set up a stall, and as soon as I arrived at noon, Tang and Rou put away their sackcloth baggage and went to the East Market with their younger brothers and sisters.

Previously, Brother Niu said that it would cost dozens of taels of silver to completely renovate the house, but the broken house did not fully belong to them at that time, and the renovation done by Tang and Rou was just a simple repair. Now that even the title deed of the dilapidated house is in their hands, she wants to completely tear down the old house and rebuild it.

In this way, a few dozen taels of silver must not be enough.

I only made a few taels of silver in my hand, but I can still dream about it.

There are several carpenters, blacksmiths, and jademason shops in the East Market. Many shops are family crafts, and some have been open for more than ten years and have a good reputation.

There are many customers in the store who are discussing something with the boss and his friends, the sound of striking iron, the sound of wood, the sound of chiseling jade grinding stones, all kinds of sounds are mixed together, tinkling, endless.

Is it better to make a tool with iron or stone? Many of these families are old enemies, and each of them looks down on the other, but because everyone comes to find the craftsman and will run to the East Market, even if it is cheaper, no one is willing to move away.

The three of them walked around and looked a little dizzy.

"Sister, where are we going now?"

"Go and ask the price of wood."

Tang Youniang: "I remember that the second uncle worked in a carpenter shop called Dong Ji, we might as well ask the second uncle, he must know the market for wood." ”

Tang and Rou were noncommittal.

Can Tang Yungui still tell them the price from the bottom of his heart? It's good not to pit them.

Anyway, she had to ask, so she took her younger brothers and sisters to Dong Kee Carpenter's Shop first.

In the carpenter's shop, there are three large low tables with a variety of grinding and cutting tools. Two old craftsmen kneel at a low table and do fine work on the wooden components. This kind of work is not possible for apprentices, who are only required to see wood, cut large pieces into small pieces of prescribed format, or do other chores.

In addition to the sound of sawing wood and banging, there were people who were being scolded.

"You can't do anything, you're old, you don't have a small amount of work, and the amount of food you eat every day is the largest. What else can you do if you can't even make a mirror plate? The old craftsman was counting down an apprentice with two planks in his hand.

Isn't it their second uncle Tang Yungui who was scolded?