Chapter 9: The Bazaar
"Mu Yue, let's go and hand over the book to Shopkeeper Zhang first, and then go to purchase. Follow me. Zhao Huaijin explained.
Hua Muyue followed Zhao Huaijin to the largest bookstore in town.
When the shopkeeper of the bookstore saw Zhao Huaijin coming, he hurriedly greeted him with a smile: "Zhao Gongzi, please come in." ”
"Shopkeeper Zhang, you're welcome, these are the five books that have been copied, you can check them." Zhao Huaijin took off the burden and handed it to the shopkeeper Zhang.
The shopkeeper Zhang flipped through the book, smiled like a Buddha, and said a few good words.
On the side, Hua Muyue saw that hand-copying with a chic and natural gesture, and she had a trace of admiration for Zhao Huaijin in her heart, and she could see that it must have been practiced for many years to be able to write like this. In the previous life, my grandfather loved calligraphy, and would write a few big characters every day, influenced by it, Hua Muyue learned calligraphy since childhood, and was good at tasting, and wrote a beautiful hairpin flower Xiaokai.
It is often said that words are like people, and Zhao Huaijin's words are clear and handsome. It's beautiful!
Shopkeeper Zhang's eyes swept to Hua Muyue on the side, as if he had just seen her.
Zhao Huaijin looked at his expression and introduced: "Shopkeeper Zhang, this is my inner son Hua's family." ”
"Congratulations to Zhao Gongzi for finding a good match."
Zhao Huaijin smiled.
Twenty texts for one book, a total of one hundred texts. Zhao Huaijin divided the money into two parts and gave it to Fifty Wen Hua Muyue.
Hua Muyue wanted to do it, but after thinking about it, she really needed to purchase some ingredients at home, so she still took it. Thinking about Zhao Huaijin's book copying for so long, a book is only twenty texts, or for the sake of Zhao Huaijin's good handwriting, it is really not easy to make money.
"Mu Yue, let's go to Zheng Ji Noodle Restaurant and Anping Huihe, and eat there at noon."
"Okay, I'm really hungry, I don't know what flavor Anping likes to eat, we can order it first." Hua Muyue asked.
"That kid loves spicy food since he was a child, let's order hot and sour noodle soup for him."
"I also like spicy food, so I also want hot and sour noodle soup." Hua Muyue smiled.
Zhao Huaijin looked at Hua Muyue's happy appearance, and for some reason, she felt a little blocked in her heart.
After eating noodles at Zheng Ji Noodle Restaurant, Lin Anping went shopping with them and enthusiastically told Hua Muyue a lot of things. For example, which shop has good things and which shop has enough weight.
In the end, I bought a bag of flour, a small bag of rice, and some seasonings, Hua Muyue didn't expect that no one wanted ginger, as if she didn't know its seasoning and fishy effect, and saw a lot of ginger in a small stall, ready to buy it.
Along the way, Zhao Huaijin quietly followed Hua Muyue to buy without saying a word.
"Sister Yue, what are you buying this for, no one eats it, I remember that there seems to be one on the mountain, and some people used to pick it and fry it, saying that it was very spicy." Lin Anping said.
Hua Muyue smiled when she heard this, and she had a plan in her heart, thinking about whether the medicinal value of ginger had been discovered.
Hua Muyue smiled and said, "Auntie, I bought all the chestnuts you have left, how about you give me these yellow things?" ”
Zhao Huaijin was puzzled, but he didn't stop it.
When the vegetable seller heard this, she was happy and said, "Okay, I'll help you wrap it up." ”
Hua Muyue bought so much ginger at a low price, and bought chestnuts by the way, and she was very happy.
"Let's go, let's go home, I'll show you a hand in the evening."
"Let's go, let's go!" Lin Anping cheered.
Hua Muyue looked at Lin Anping and felt that he was really a cute child.
Zhao Huaijin looked at the two people walking side by side in front and followed silently.