Ding Zhenyu was so curious about what Feng Yin said about the business.

I can't wait for my old man to hurry up and ask what kind of deal this aunt wants to talk about.

Don't say that Ding Zhenyu is curious, even the shopkeeper Ding is also very curious.

Like his son, he wanted to know what the plainly dressed, well-talkative woman was going to negotiate with him.

After two cups of tea, he couldn't help but put down the tea bowl after all, and the expression on his face became serious.

The smile was also a little serious, and he looked at Feng Yin intently: "I heard that Mrs. Zhang has a deal to talk to the old man, I don't know?" ”

Feng Yin listened to Shopkeeper Ding ask about business, and the corners of her lips raised a very shallow arc.

Seeing that the shopkeeper had spoken, there was no need for her to continue to hold it.

Elegantly put down the tea bowl in his hand, met the other party's scrutinizing gaze, and showed a confident smile.

Feng Yin's smile actually made Shopkeeper Ding's heart stagnate, and his eyes couldn't help but condense slightly.

To tell the truth, the image of the woman in front of me is really not good.

The skin is yellow, full of sickness, and the hair is dry, like withered grass that has lost its moisture.

But this smile added endless colors to her ordinary appearance.

Fortunately, at this time, Feng Yin's voice came, waking up the shopkeeper Ding, who was a little out of shape, and he looked at Feng Yin with some embarrassment.

However, Feng Yin, who had entered the negotiation state, completely ignored the other party's sluggish expression and naturally proceeded to the next step.

I saw her carrying the basket she brought from the side, and said, "Shopkeeper Ding, please take a look at the things I brought first." ”

As she spoke, she lifted the clean white cloth covering the basket, revealing two coarse bowls of chopped lo-mei.

"It's ......"

Shopkeeper Ding was not interested in the thick bowl, but was interested in the bright color and peculiar fragrance in the bowl.

Ding Zhenyi next to him was also tired of this thing, and he tiptoed curiously, stretching his neck to see more clearly.

Feng Yin ignored the reactions of the two, and naturally picked up the two pairs of clean bamboo chopsticks brought from home and handed them over: "The shopkeeper may wish to taste it first." ”

Immediately, he was afraid that people would dislike the countryside, so he hurriedly explained: "In the countryside, there is no fine housework, and the shopkeeper will be satisfied." ”

Madame laughed.

Shopkeeper Ding could see that these things brought by Feng Yin were carefully cleaned up.

In particular, these two pairs of chopsticks look brand new, freshly made, and have the fragrance of fresh bamboo.

He said politely, took the bamboo chopsticks handed by Feng Yin with both hands, and carefully took a thin slice of braised pork head meat and put it in his mouth.

"Gollum."

Seeing this scene, Ding Zhencai next to him couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and wanted to ask, is this thing delicious?

Feng Yin seemed to see the young man's curiosity, turned his head and smiled at him: "Little brother, do you want to taste it?" ”

As he spoke, the remaining pair of bamboo chopsticks in his hand were also handed over.

"Yes...... May I? ”

Ding Zhencai is obviously a foodie, seeing Feng Yin handing over the bamboo chopsticks, his steps are honestly approaching, but reason makes him ask this sentence carefully.

Feng Yin looked at the young man's reaction and felt funny, but nodded very seriously: "Of course you can, Auntie brought these for you to taste." ”

"That'...... Then you're welcome. ”

Ding Zhenyan swallowed his saliva, but still said it more beautifully, walked two steps quickly, and took the chopsticks handed by Feng Yin with both hands.

I didn't forget to smile shyly: "Auntie is smiling, I am born to love to eat, no matter what novelty things are, as long as I see them, I can't wait to eat them in my mouth immediately." ”