The shopkeeper was sweeping the snow at the door, and when he saw Mrs. Ma and the others coming out, he stopped the broom in his hand: "The old lady walks slowly." ”

"Hey, see you later."

It wasn't until Mrs. Ma pushed the cart away that the shopkeeper burst out laughing.

This old lady is just talking about it, and she can give the shopkeeper a smile when she comes back, which is really a kind of ability, and if the business is not successful, she will be in a good mood in the morning, right?

Especially today, the shopkeeper is not just smiling on weekdays, but smiling and very happy.

"The old lady is here to deliver the cake again." In the small pavilion of the Qinglou, the little maid beside Miss Liu Ye greeted her.

"Yo, why did Miss Willow get up so early?" Mrs. Ma knew that when the little maid said hello, it was actually Miss Liuye who wanted to call her over.

People don't say it's the top brand in this building, but it can definitely rank in the top three.

Everyone is like that, how can they call her out of their voices, so much gaffe, naturally the little maid will do it for her.

Mrs. Ma led her sisters and sisters to hurry to the small pavilion, "Miss Liuye, I'll take these people to say hello to you, catch up with Ming'er, I may not be able to come, old lady." You see, that's it, my old sister, she's coming. ”

Why?

Mrs. Ma didn't proudly say that there was a bigger market waiting for her in Fengtian City, where a large number of girls and young ladies were waiting for her to deliver cakes. The boss's market is waiting for her to enter with open arms.

What she said was, hey, these are all real relatives, bring a belt, we have good people here, there will be no things difficult for them, they have no experience, let them come, I will go to a new place. Girl, if they disturb you or any girl in the future, I hope the girls will take care of it.

After the old lady finished speaking, she motioned to a few sisters with flower scarves to say hello.

A few old ladies were a little confused from the moment they came in.

I have never seen such a house, I have never walked through such a courtyard, and I have never seen a beautiful girl who does not sleep early in the morning and still uses a fan to fan the wind on such a cold day.

They were restrained and a little sluggish.

Mrs. Ma smiled and played a round game: "You look at you, Miss Willow Leaves, Willow Leaf bent eyebrows cherry mouth, whoever sees it is willing to take a look, my old sisters and sisters, this is to look at Willow Leaf Girl dumbfounded." ”

The little girl next to her snorted and laughed, and hurriedly looked at the girl's face after laughing.

Miss Liuye also covered her face with a fan and smiled, and motioned to Mrs. Ma to sit down. and asked the little maid to call her mother. said that Mom should be reconciling accounts at this hour, and motioned to Mrs. Ma, you can talk to me first. I'll ask mom to come here and settle the money for you later.

Mrs. Ma knew that the girl wanted to hear the story of yesterday, and she only told half of it at the time, and the old bustard was in a hurry, and whispered to the girl, probably which man came, and wanted to see Liu Ye, so she didn't finish it.

Mrs. Ma also arranged for Song Yinfeng to take her sisters and sisters to send the drum to the place where it is often delivered, so that Guo Pozi, who will be in charge of the delivery of nursery rhyme town in the future, will admit it carefully.

Then she was in the pavilion, and the girl Liu Ye began to tell the story that she didn't finish yesterday, and the Liu Ye who listened to it sometimes frowned, sometimes sighed, and sometimes felt that life had been in a hurry for decades, but that's it.

And Mrs. Ma didn't forget to get down to business when she told the story, and inserted a sentence, girl, your birthday? Because when it came to the age of the heroine when she died, she asked it by the way, and Liu Ye naturally said it by the way.

So when the old bustard came to settle the money, Mrs. Ma said, our willow leaf girl is going to celebrate her birthday, why don't you get a birthday cake to celebrate?

Do you know why our dim sum is called cake?

Meaning to be happy.

Do you have to be happy on your birthday?

The old bustard, very picky, is very dissatisfied, Mrs. Ma's words are still very dissatisfied, but when Liu Ye took the maid, while immersed in the story and lamented the impermanence of life, while leaving, it was convenient to speak, Mrs. Ma approached her and said, Miss Liu Ye has a birthday, those people are not allowed to express it? Don't be bare-mouthed, don't spend a lot of money to buy a cake and give it to the girl?

The old bustard's eyes lit up.

Mrs. Ma said, there is also our Baohua girl, our Yun girl.

The old bustard said, but the two of them are in April, and the other has just finished their birthday, how to buy cakes.

Mrs. Ma: "The cake cake is mainly happy, not just for birthdays." My cake is full of flowers, and I can eat it if there are flowers, and I can write the girl's name on the cake. When the time comes, who wants to see which girl, if several people are vying to see, the girl will be alone, you push this and offend that, and you have to laugh with it. Simply, for the sake of fairness, silver speaks, whoever buys the cake with the girl's name will? ”

You don't need to say it, the old bustard smiled, she understood.

"Then let's take a look at what happened on Liu Ye's birthday, the day after her birthday, the day after tomorrow, you give one, don't write your name, you have to boast."

"Understand, I have a scholar in my family, and he praises poems and sentences, isn't it? You can rest assured. But you have to make it bigger, or you won't be able to write those words. ”

"Just now you said that you are tinkering with a big one, how much silver?"

"One floor, 699 dollars."

The old bustard mentally calculated, on the day of Liu Ye's birthday, she began to ask for money from 1999.

"You just said that you won't come in the future?" See, even the old bustard can't bear Mrs. Ma.

Mrs. Ma came out of the Qinglou, and Mrs. Wang sighed for a while, saying Sister, you are too powerful.

Song Fusheng's eldest aunt Ge Erniu asked, brother and sister, what story did you tell that young lady?

Mrs. Ma passed on her experience, and she said that we can't sell goods stupidly, you have to say what you have to say to whoever you meet.

Ge Erniu hurriedly asked: "What about the analogy." ”

"For example, we poor people are willing to listen to what the big families in the city eat and drink, regardless of whether it is true or not, and we are also curious about the days in the high-walled compounds. And the rich, I guess I probably like to hear the story of making them high, this is my guess, this is not accurate, I have not been in contact with any rich people. My in-laws were not like that back then. I wondered, I will be rich in the future, what am I willing to listen to? ”

Mrs. Wang can't wait to take a small notebook to remember, but she can't write.

She felt that Mrs. Ma was modest, and Mrs. Ma's guess about the psychology of the rich was also very right, and there was nothing wrong with Sister Ma.

"Go on, go on."

Mrs. Ma squinted her eyes and continued:

"Don't look at me and guess other vagueness, but just the girls in this green building, you remember, if they come one day and are interested, they will also call you over, let you talk about the days outside, they can't go out, you don't talk about how good we are."

They love to hear that we innocent girls are married, and we peasant wives who only guard one man are living a very bad life, and the worse the better. ”

"Doesn't it sound uncomfortable for them to hear? Why? ”

Mrs. Ma stopped the trolley and said with an extremely vivid expression: "Hey, don't look at me falling into the dust, but I am better than those peasant women who are going through the days, look at them are so miserable, they listen to it." ”

"Hahaha."

Several mothers-in-law leaned forward and fell back with laughter, and Ge Erniu smiled so much that she patted the back of the old queen mother.

Mrs. Guo laughed so much that tears came out, and she wiped her tears while sucking the frozen snot and smiled heartily: "Then I understand, old girl, don't worry, I have a bunch of such stories in my belly, and we innocent peasant wives are tired of dying a lot, I can tell her, one death a day." ”

Nursery rhyme town.

In the bazaar, go out of the city to walk relatives out of the city, buy needles and threads will pass through the alleys.

Five old ladies plus one Song Yinfeng, divided into three groups.

At this time, the three gangs shouted in different places:

"Recycle green bricks, red bricks, half-worn bricks that can still be used to deal with.

Buy turnips, red heart radish, core satomi radish, also buy, gourd turnips. ”

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