Su Wanniang estimated that there were at least two taels of this silver hairpin, so she didn't know how to value it in the pawn shop.

After thinking about it, she spoke: "How much should you die? What is the geometry of life? ”

This hairpin, if the money is enough, she naturally has to live. Anyway, it is also something deliberately left by the predecessor, even if she doesn't want it, she can leave it to Xu Junhao, and it should be his mother's thought left for him!

The bearded man inside recognized Su Wanniang at a glance, this woman had come to be a thing before. Those who do their job have the best eyesight.

The man nodded, raised his hand towards Su Wanniang, and pointed a finger: "Death should be five hundred wen, and life should be two hundred."

As soon as she heard the man's words, Su Wanniang suddenly complained in her heart: Profiteer!

But Su Wanniang also knew that this number was not much. Originally, it was not to sell things, but the pawn shop was in a hurry to use the money, and the pawn shop naturally lowered the price.

It stands to reason that such a silver hairpin, in the memory left by the predecessor, was mentioned by her mother when she became a family and bought jewelry.

A silver hairpin of about the same weight will cost at least two or three taels.

And Xu Xiuning heard that he bought it in Anding County. This is from the northwest to the south, and it is bought from the county town and sold from the town, and the price of this naturally needs to be considered.

Su Wanniang looked at the counter without timidity and said, "My hairpin weighs about two taels, and I bought it a few years ago, and it is in a very new condition." This number, damn it! As she spoke, Su Wanniang stretched out her finger.

The people inside didn't expect that a little woman would be so bold that she leaned forward unconsciously.

However, when she saw Su Wanniang's raised fingers, she immediately waved her hand and shook her head: "Eight hundred Wen, that can't be done, it can't be done!" ”

After thinking about it, the man was afraid that Su Wanniang would leave directly, and he was about to speak. After all, he is a small pawnshop, and it is impossible for him to have a business every day.

"In this way, I can't give my wife any more of this number. You know, it's a pawn, not a sale! The mustache in it stretched out his index finger.

Su Wanniang looked at it and shook her head: "Okay, then everyone take a step back." So, I'll tell you the number, and if you think it's okay, I'll do it. If not, then I'll wait. It doesn't have to be. ”

By implication, she wasn't in a hurry.

The calculation of the pawn shop is that the person who pawns the thing is in a hurry to use the money, so he dares to keep the price down.

As soon as the man heard Su Wanniang's words, he saw that although she was dressed ordinarily, she was neither humble nor arrogant. The temperament of the whole body is also good, and naturally it will not be a small portal. I don't know why I'm here, but that's not what he should be thinking about. However, it is impossible for a guest who says that he wants to die without being in a hurry to use the money.

Glancing at the hairpin again, it had not yet opened today, and with a roll of his eyes, the man finally nodded.

Su Wanniang smiled: "Seven hundred Wen!" Couldn't be less! ”

When she said this, Su Wanniang took a step forward, as if she was about to reach out and take the silver hairpin back.

After looking at it, he immediately picked up the hairpin and said: "It's done, seven hundred words!" This lady later! ”

As he spoke, he shouted to the people on the side: "Receipt and storage!" Immediately afterwards, the man put the silver hairpin on the scale, and let the person who recorded it see, and he said to the person in the bookkeeper: "Take 700 papers, and print a dead pawn ticket!" ”

Bazihu knew that this silver hairpin was the same as what Su Wanniang said, and this weight had exceeded two taels. If I buy it, I am afraid that it will cost several taels of silver. And in the pawnshop industry, he naturally has to deduct a lot.

If it weren't for the new color of this silver hairpin, coupled with the solid and sufficient amount, he would not have left 700 Wen. In any case, pawnshops are sure to make a profit.

The counter was lively, and in the crowded counter, several people were busy with their duties.

Su Wanniang felt curious, looked at the way the people inside were doing, and then looked at the specifications of the pawnshop. This shop is small, and the business should be good! After all, there is only one pawnshop, and there are many pawnbrokers in the town!

When the people who entered the warehouse collected the things and recorded them, another mustache put a string of copper coins on it from the hole in the arch, and then there was a piece of paper on it.

I took the paper and looked at it, and there was a white piece of paper with black words on it. There are pawnshop names and so on, and there are also some unreadable words, which are generally ghostly drawn.

Su Wanniang didn't bother, stuffed the paper into her sleeve, and then put the heavy string of copper coins in the vegetable basket, and then covered the cloth.

Xu Junhao came to the pawnshop for the first time, and a few times before, Su Wanniang was worried that he would get lost, so she naturally didn't dare to take him out.

Of course, this is also the reason why Xu Junhao is so excited to go out.

After the mother and son went out, they walked down the street as usual. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely put the silver on his body, and if he blatantly put the copper plate in the vegetable basket like Su Wanniang, he would naturally not attract the attention of others.

Consistently, the thief always looks at the clothes of those people and the purses hanging on their bodies.

On both sides of the street, there are some small stalls. Some are eating, some are head flowers, and there are lanterns, paper kites, umbrellas, and so on.

He seemed to be very hungry, and the smell of food was in his nose. Su Wanniang glanced down at the child who was secretly swallowing saliva, although the child was hungry, but he didn't clamore for food, and what was even more rare was that he didn't show an ugly look.

Su Wanniang glanced at the street, there were not many people on the street, and it was time to have dinner now.

I found a corner where there was a stall selling wonton noodles.

Su Wanniang saw that the person who was wrapped in the wonton was cleanly dressed, so she immediately took the child and walked over.

The boiling water raised a white mist, and the air was filled with the fragrance of white flour, and there were some chopped green onions and fine salt on the side.

Pulling the child into the seat, Bao Wonton's person immediately wiped his hands with his waist and walked over: "I don't know what this lady wants to eat?" The man didn't squint and had a smile on his face.

Su Wanniang said: "Let's have a bowl of wonton noodles, more soup!" Give me a small bowl and spoon, thank you! ”

The man saw that Su Wanniang's eyes were raw, but she was young with a child, so she smiled very politely: "Okay, Madame, later, wonton noodles will be fine immediately." ”

When business came to the door, the middle-aged man immediately put the wonton noodles into the boiling water.

The round wontons flutter on the boiling water, and it is very pleasing to watch.

The quiet Xu Junhao looked at the direction of the pot, thinking about what the wonton noodles would taste like. He hadn't eaten enough for a long time.

The little guy at a young age, sitting without crying or making trouble, looks like a little adult.

Su Wanniang's vegetable basket was placed against the wall next to the table, which seemed random, but it was very attentive.

A bowl of wonton noodles, it didn't take long to cook.

The stall owner who cooked the noodles immediately brought the hot wonton noodles to him, and said with a smile: "Madame uses it slowly, and the little boy uses it slowly." As he spoke, he turned around and took a set of small bowls and spoons, and smiled kindly at Xu Junhao.

The little guy lowered his head timidly, Su Wanniang smiled, and there were no words.

The wonton noodles are sprinkled with green green onions, and they look very appetizing. In addition, she was very hungry, although Su Wanniang wanted to swallow it in one bite, but she also knew that it was impossible. She took the small bowl, scooped the wonton into the small bowl, added some soup, and blew it carefully.

Xu Junhao stared at the bowl in his mother's hand, staring intently, his eyes unblinking.