474 Stealing Katsuki's money1

"You ......" he was angry at this time, "you ugly girl, forget it if you don't buy it, and say that I am bad." No matter how bad it is, you can't afford it. ”

"Yes." She took out eight taels of private money and threw it in front of him, "I can't afford it, right?" ”

As soon as he saw the money, his eyes lit up, "You can afford it, you can afford it, you can buy it right away?" ”

She gave him a roll of her eyes, "Snobbery, the old lady just won't buy you." "Walked to the side of the grocery stall," pointed to the bronze mirror, how do mirrors sell? ”

The other stall owner is a man in his forties, who seems to be an honest man, and he is placed with a sleek traitorous stall, and the honest man always has no business, "one or two silver." ”

Su Qingyue saw that there were two kinds of bronze mirrors on the stall, one was large and the other was small. The smaller one has a big palm, and the big one has two big slaps.

She asked about a small bronze mirror, "What about the big mirror?" ”

"Two taels of silver." I heard her talking about rouge with Wang Zhong in the stall next door just now, and I knew that this girl was not a rich person, so the stall owner didn't shout indiscriminately.

Su Qingyue took the big mirror, reflected a little more, and looked a little more comfortable. It's just that two taels of silver are too expensive. She can afford it, and she doesn't want to spend that much money on it now.

Wang Zhong, who had praised Qingyue at the stall next door, said, "Lao Liu, you save your saliva, she is so ugly, she is so ugly that she doesn't dare to look in the mirror, and she won't buy ......it."

Su Qingyue didn't seem to hear it, and said to the stall owner named Lao Liu, "Less." ”

Although Lao Liu felt that what Wang Zhong said was reasonable, and the people returned the price, he still said politely, "Girl, the copper mirror is made of copper, and it is polished smoothly, and the cost of production and processing is very expensive." Up to fifty copper plates. ”

"I want a small bronze mirror, 700 wen."

"This won't work...... Lao Liu still hesitated.

"No, forget it. The poor don't want to buy expensive ones either. Su Qingyue made a gesture to leave.

Lao Liu hurriedly called her, "Okay, okay, then 700 Wen, I'm losing money......"

Su Qingyue turned around and saw the rolling eyes of the stall owner next door, and knew that Qibaiwen still made a lot of money.

It's just that she has asked the price of the bronze mirror several times, and the small noodles cost about one or two silver, and people always have to make some money when they buy things, and others have to survive.

After paying a tael of silver, Lao Liu retrieved a hundred wen and wrapped the bronze mirror with a small cloth, "The girl has taken it, the bronze mirror is precious." ”

She took the bronze mirror and the silver back into her sleeve pocket.

Seeing the young stall owner who had praised her just now, he pouted, "I've been talking to you for so long, and I also have a bronze mirror, and I don't know how to buy it at my stall." ”

"It doesn't matter who told you to open your eyes and talk nonsense, it's only hateful if you don't continue to talk to the end." She snorted.

The stall owner named Wang Zhong also snorted, "Girl, you better take care of yourself." "She just threw away the eight taels of silver, and she was really afraid that the thief would not care. If you don't buy it from him, you think she's stolen.

The stall owner surnamed Liu couldn't help but remind, "Girl, these days, money can't be exposed, be careful." ”

They have been setting up stalls for a long time, and it is not easy to remind them that there is already a habitual thief who is staring at her pocket.

Su Qingyue is a smart person, how could she not understand what the stall owner is hinting at, and said, "Thank you." "And left.

After a few steps, a man hurriedly passed by her and accidentally bumped into her.

This Qiao Duan is so familiar, she hasn't seen the thief stealing things in modern TV a thousand times, but hundreds of times.