At first, Mo Li thought that Murong Chu's inventory had run out, and she didn't have time to replenish it, and she was embarrassed to ask him directly, but later she learned that there was no toothbrush in this era, and she had to rub her teeth with her fingers dipped in tooth powder. Even tooth powder is not something that anyone can afford, so they all bite the willow branches and brush their teeth, and then rinse their mouths with salt water.

Mo Li also tried to use willow branches instead of toothbrushes, but accidentally scratched his gums, and it hurt for two days before he recovered. After that, she still honestly used her fingers.

Turning around and looking at the excitement, there was nothing to buy, there was a tea shop in front, Mo Li went in and found a window seat and sat down to ask for a pot of tea, and drank it slowly.

Diagonally opposite the tea shop is a small restaurant, it is still early from the time of the guests, the restaurant has just opened, and a guy is sweeping the floor at the door.

In the distance came a little boy about eight or nine years old, carrying a wild duck in one hand and a basket full of duck eggs on the other. Although the basket was not very large, the little boy was too thin and had difficulty walking.

The boy walked to the door of the restaurant and said a few words to the man, who looked at the child's hand, shook his head, and continued to sweep the floor. The boy was not reconciled, and pestered the guy to talk.

The guy seemed impatient, raised his broom, glared and cursed. Because the volume was raised, Mo Li vaguely heard the guy telling the boy to get out of here, or he would slap him to death with a broom. The boy was so frightened that he ducked to the side, crouched on the ground and cried.

The two of them made such a fuss, which immediately attracted passers-by to watch. Even the guy at the tea shop stood at the doorway, craned his neck and looked at the other side. It seems that there is no shortage of people who eat melons in ancient and modern times.

The boy who was squatting on the ground shrugged his shoulders and looked particularly pitiful. Mo Li called the guy over and asked him what was going on.

The boy sighed and said, "That kid wants to sell wild ducks and duck eggs to the restaurant, and the guy said that the ducks can be accepted, but the duck eggs are not wanted." The child wanted to sell the two together, but the man didn't buy it, and the child begged a few more words, and he got annoyed and wanted to beat the child. ”

"If you don't want it, don't do it, why are you beating people!" Mo Li frowned and said unhappily.

"Childe doesn't know, this wild duck stew is delicious, but this wild duck egg is too fishy, no one likes to eat that." The guy glanced outside, lowered his voice and said, "The guy on the other side is also a little more tempered, and when he saw that there was no advantage to take advantage of, he got angry and drove people away." ”

Mo Li shook his head, paid the tea money, walked out of the tea shop and walked to the boy, just about to squat down, he looked down and saw the robe on his body, the clothes of the ancients were inconvenient, and he mopped the floor as soon as he squatted down. She was reluctant to stain the robe, so she could only half-bend down and ask, "Little brother, how do you sell this thing?" ”

The boy stopped his sad voice and raised his head: "Childe, the duck and duck eggs are half a tael of silver." ”

Mo Li straightened up and considered in her heart what the concept of this half tael of silver was, she didn't know much about the price of silver in this era, but since Mu Qingyun could throw her a dozen taels of silver casually, it didn't seem too much for her to spend half a tael on a nosy matter.

The boy didn't get a response for a long time, thinking that Mo Li was hesitant to buy it, so he stood up and looked at Mo Li and pleaded: "Childe, please buy it, you see that this duck is alive and the eggs are fresh." My mother is sick and waiting for me to get money for medicine. ”

"Where's your father?" Mo Li asked with a slight frown.

The boy wiped his tears: "My father died last month, and my mother was sick with a fire, and she still can't get up from the kang." ”

Mo Li picked out a piece of silver from his purse, checked it, probably estimated that it should be more than half a tael, and handed it to the boy: "This is for you, hurry up and get medicine for your mother!" ”

The boy took the silver and gratefully saluted Mo Lishen: "Thank you, son, where is your home, I'll send you to my son's house." ”

Mo Li lifted the basket and tested the weight, and smiled: "No need, I can still hold this little thing." As he spoke, he walked towards the inn with a duck in one hand and a basket in the other. She had to send the things back first, otherwise she would go to Baixianglou with the duck, even if the shopkeeper had no opinion, Mu Qingyun would have to beat her out.

Back at the inn, the two guards were sorting out the things Mu Qingyun had bought, and the coachman was squatting in the yard smoking a cigarette pouch. The three of them all looked at the duck in Mo Li's hand.

Mo Li smiled nonchalantly and handed over the things in his hand: "Big brother, please arrange a good place for it, don't suffocate to death." ”

The guard took the duck and checked the straw rope tied to the duck's leg: "Don't worry, you can't die." ”

"I said little brother," the coachman leaned over with a cigarette pouch in his mouth, "what are you doing with so many duck eggs?" This stuff smells fishy, but it's not as delicious as eggs. ”

"Uncle, don't you usually eat salted duck eggs?" Mo Li tilted his head and asked.

"Salted duck eggs? Haven't eaten it. The coachman shook his head, "There are so many of them by the lake, and no one wants them." ”

Mo Li has loved to eat her grandmother's salted eggs since she was a child, and when she thinks of the salted egg yolk that flows with oil...... Tsk, it's so fragrant. Unexpectedly, the people here have never even eaten salted duck eggs, which is really pitiful.

Looking at the sky, it was almost noon, Mo Li didn't explain much to the coachman, said goodbye to the three of them, and rushed to Baixianglou to meet Mu Qingyun.

After the two finished lunch, the coachman and the guards were already waiting outside the Baixiang Building.

I don't know when another flatbed was hung up in the back of the carriage. In addition to a few large burdens, there was also a bath bucket tied to the car, as well as ...... A mallard.

"When did you buy the tub?"

"What are you doing with a duck?"

Mo Li and Mu Qingyun's voices sounded at the same time, and both of them looked at each other in surprise. In the end, Mu Qingyun waved his hand: "Get in the car first." ”

The car moved slowly and drove towards the outside of Laizhou City. Mo Li told the story of the little boy who sold wild ducks and bought ducks and eggs, and returned the purse to Mu Qingyun by the way.

"That's how you believe that kid?" Mu Qingyun stuffed her purse into her arms and asked.

Mo Li shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently: "Regardless of whether what he said is true or not, just looking at him like that is quite pitiful." ”

"Since you feel pitiful, why didn't you give him more silver taels?"

"I don't know him for help, I don't know him, I can lend a helping hand in times of crisis. It's not easy for anyone to make money, and it's not a strong wind, so I don't do anything to save others and turn myself into a poor person. Besides, I am a poor egg, and the money is not mine. Mo Li said lightly.

In the last life, whether it was the news media or the Internet, there were people who asked the public for help because they were sick and had no money for treatment, and there were also some people who wanted to get something for nothing. Whether it's true or not, Mo Li has always been disgusted by this kind of moral kidnapping. She is not a white lotus, and she can't pretend to be holy and pure.

Mu Qingyun looked at Mo Li with interest: "Xiao Lili, you are really an interesting person. ”