The shopkeeper wondered in his heart, this little girl's eyes were slightly cold, and the sneer on her little face when she looked at him was not at all like that of an eleven-year-old child.

He didn't expect that this stupid and humble old farmer, his daughter, would have such an age-inappropriate momentum.

But before he could speak, Mu Dad helped him train her: "Shut up, how can adults talk to children, if you talk nonsense, Dad won't take you out in the future." Then he looked at the shopkeeper: "Little brother, do you still want this pig's foot?" ”

It's over, and now I don't want to sell it for a good price.

Mu Li thought about it decadently in her heart.

When the shopkeeper saw this, he immediately said, "Okay, I'll go talk to our shopkeeper first." ”

After talking to the shopkeeper who collected the money and whispering in the ear for a while, the shopkeeper's eyes were full of contempt and calculation.

The shopkeeper came over and said to Mu Dad that their boss wanted this pig's foot, and he wanted to take it and weigh it, which made Mu Dad very happy, and even said that it was good.

Such a humble and low posture made Mu Li's brows frown, but she stopped talking, and looked at her father with a flattering smile, her eyes were full of mockery, but more helpless.

Let them in, not to mention pouring them a glass of water, not even a stool for them to sit down, obviously looking down on them.

The shopkeeper was even more so, after they came in, he looked at them as if he were watching a sheep slaughtered, and his eyes no longer looked at them, bowed his head and continued to fiddle with the abacus beads in his hand.

Her honest father can't see all of this.

Alas, sometimes I can't think clearly, they don't steal and don't rob, the wild boar leg is much better than the domestic pig leg, and there is no restaurant to ask for it.

So there is no need to beg them to accept it, so why do you have to put on such a low posture?

Mu Dad stood on what he thought was a clean brick board, his expression was a little unnatural, rubbing his palms from time to time, looking very restrained and nervous.

It attracted frequent contemptuous glances from those who dined.

After a while, the shopkeeper came out and said to them: "This pork leg is a total of twenty-five catties, although the meat is not very fresh, but the shopkeeper still gave you a good price, fifty wen." ”

Twenty-five pounds? It is impossible, I have already weighed it when I was at home, there are thirty-five catties, and the store actually wants to swallow ten catties!

It's so damning!

Even though Mu Dad was very honest, he didn't follow them at the moment: "Little brother, are you wrong, we weighed it at home, it weighs thirty-five pounds, how did it become twenty-five pounds." ”

The shopkeeper said impatiently: "Can your family's scale be compared to ours?" It's twenty-five pounds, what thirty-five pounds, it must be your mistake, fifty cents, if you want it, don't just leave, don't hinder our business here. ”

"Dad, let's go to another restaurant, this town is not the only one that needs, maybe the price will be better if we go elsewhere."

Mu Li immediately said to her father, can't be confused, thirty-five catties of wild boar feet are only fifty wen, and one catty is not even two wen, and some of the vegetables in the market just now cost two wen per catty, can wild boar be cheaper than vegetables?

The shopkeeper sighed in his heart, he forgot that this stupid old farmer was followed by a shrewd little girl, if he listened to this little girl, then such a good wild boar leg would be gone.

I was anxious, but I said slowly: "It's funny to sell it to other restaurants, just dress like this, think that every restaurant will be like us to let you in, I'm afraid that I can't even get in the door and drive away as a beggar, fifty wen to buy your stale boar feet is already considered a discount to you, not satisfied, really greedy......"