"Intuition." Shen Zhao replied lightly, "She and the Third Prince are not the same kind of person at all. ”

Yu Ling chuckled: "Childe's intuition has always been very accurate. ”

……

Early the next morning, Song Beibei and several people went to the market to buy cherries together.

Song Dongfeng and Gong Yijin all thought that Song Beibei had never seen the world, and they had to buy her anything delicious and fun along the way.

Song Beibei had all the food in his arms and pockets, and he was also holding a lot of food in his arms, and he was simply here to purchase goods.

After everyone walked for a while, there was a sudden shouting voice from a hawker in front of them: "My wooden bird can really fly, I didn't lie, I made it according to the fine mechanism recorded in the ancient books, I don't believe it!" ”

Song Dongfeng and Gong Jin's eyes immediately lit up.

Song Dongfeng excitedly said to Gong Yijin: "Ah Jin, I have seen in the book, 'Gong Yi Zi cuts bamboo and wood for kites, and flies into it, and it does not fall for three days', this flying wooden bird was invented by your ancestors." ”

Gong Yijin was a little unconvinced in surprise: "Impossible, what I can't make, how can outsiders make it?" ”

So the two of them squeezed into the crowd and looked seriously.

Song Beibei grabbed the sugar gourd in one hand and the chicken leg in the other, and squeezed it over.

The peddler was fiddling with a wooden bird the size of a sparrow, and it could actually fly, but only half a man tall.

Song Beibei felt that it looked similar to a modern airplane toy, and she was not interested in this thing, so she touched Song Dongfeng's hand.

"Third Brother ......"

Song Dongfeng didn't notice it excitedly, and only stared at the wooden bird: "Although it is relatively small and does not fly high, he knows how to use the air to form a strong wind, and gives the upward reaction lift to the wooden bird to make it soar into the air, he is really a master of ancient mechanics!" ”

Song Beibei saw that he ignored him, and touched Gong Yijin's hand again.

"Jinjin ......"

Gong Yi Jin was envious and disdainful: "Cut, the wooden kite invented by my ancestors is much bigger than this, and it can also carry people to fly together!" ”

Song Beibei was speechless, looking at the two people who were addicted to scientific research and sighed: "Hey, do you still want to buy cherries......

She turned around helplessly, looked up, and saw a small stall not far away to buy cherries, so she said to herself: "Forget it, I'll buy it myself." ”

She glanced up at the release, and saw that the pile of things in his hand had completely obscured his vision, and she couldn't bear to let him take anything more, so she didn't shout for release.

The stall isn't very far anyway, just across the road.

There are a lot of people here, and when he released it, he thought that Song Beibei was by his side, and he didn't know that she had left.

The cherry seller looked around for a while, and saw that all the guests here were attracted by the woodbird seller, and no one came to see his cherries at all, so he sighed and picked up the picks and left.

Seeing this, Song Beibei hurriedly shouted, "Wait, I want to buy cherries." ”

The peddler didn't hear it at all, and strode away.

He obviously didn't walk fast, but Song Beibei's head, this little short leg, couldn't catch up at all.

It wasn't until he had run the whole street that the vendor stopped and began to sell again.

Song Beibei was out of breath, rested a little, walked over and said, "I want to buy cherries." ”

The peddler hurriedly got up to greet him, picked up the scale and asked, "Little girl, how many catties do you buy?" ”

Song Beibei thought about his ability to bear it and said, "Two catties." ”

"Okay."

The vendor directly took the weighing pan and scooped a plate, and when he was about to weigh it, a woman's voice suddenly came from the side: "You cherries, I bought them all." ”

When the hawker heard that it was a big business, his smiling eyes became a line: "Okay, this young lady, wait a minute, I will weigh the two catties for the little girl." ”

The maid beside the woman immediately said, "Don't you understand human words?" My lady wants them all! Who allowed you to sell to someone else? ”

The peddler immediately understood what she meant, looked at the young lady embarrassedly, pointed at Song Beibei again, and said, "Miss, this little girl came to buy it first, and it only costs two catties, why don't I weigh her first?" ”

The maid pinched her waist and said proudly, "Do you know how to do business?" One wants all of them and one only costs two catties, and you actually offended all of them? Let me tell you, my young lady is the daughter of Lord Yang Chongyang, and she has offended my young lady, and she has your good fruit to eat! ”

Yang Xun'er glanced at Song Beibei with her nostrils, and was determined to get these two baskets of cherries.

Song Beibei also looked back at the pair of master and servant.

It's been two lifetimes, and it's the first time she's seen such a tricky and willful little girl.

She was still on a par with this little girl today.

She pointed to the cherry and said to the vendor, "I want it all too, I'll give you a markup!" ”

It's even more difficult for the hawker, this little girl has such a big tone, I'm afraid it's not easy to mess with.

Yang Xun'er was stunned, she had grown so big, it was the first time that someone dared to snatch her things in front of her.

She glanced at Song Beibei disdainfully and said, "Where did the wild girl come from?" ”

Song Beibei also followed her example, pinched his waist and said, "Qingxian is here." ”

Yang Xun'er sneered: "Can you afford to buy it from the poor countryside in Qingxian?" Do you know how much a pound of cherries cost? ”

Song Beibei reached out and pulled into his pocket.

Take out a packet of caramel first.

He pulled out another packet of peanuts.

He took out another piece of Poria cake.

After digging out a bunch of things, I finally took out the silver ticket.

She spread it out and saw that it was a silver ticket of one hundred taels.

She waved the silver ticket at the vendor and asked, "Is it enough?" ”

The peddler's eyes were worth it, and he nodded again and again: "Enough, enough, just ...... I just don't have the money to find you. ”

"No need to look for it!" Song Beibei Dadu Road.

What is this one hundred taels to her? The Song family is known as the "richest man in Qingxian", just because their family lives in Qingxian, and if they move to Hangzhou, they must be the richest man in Hangzhou.

Not to mention the careers of the other brothers, just mentioning his fourth brother alone, his Chanel goose roast duck restaurant, the entire Dayong is a branch, and it is difficult to estimate how much others make in a year.

Is it a charter? Is it true to take money and smash people?

It's not that Song Beibei can't, it's just that he usually doesn't bother to pretend to be like this.

This is because she was so angry that she wanted to teach this young lady of the Yang family who didn't know the height of the sky to show off her wealth.

She pointed to the strawberries on the ground and said, "You can help me send these two baskets of cherries to the inn." ”

"Wait!" Yang Xun'er stopped her, turned her face to the maid behind her and said, "Take out all the money we have!" ”

The maid was very embarrassed, leaned into Yang Xun's ear, and whispered: "Miss, we went out today, we didn't bring so much silver, and we only had fifty taels ...... on our bodies."

Fifty taels is not a small amount, and buying two baskets of cherries is definitely enough.

But there is not as much money as this little girl, how humiliating!

She glared at Song Beibei and scolded, "You bought so much, have you finished eating?" ”

Song Beibei looked at her with a smile: "At the beginning, you had to buy all of them first, okay, then did you finish eating?" ”

The maid said: "What do you know, no one is qualified to eat the same thing as my young lady, my young lady wants to make a pattern of clothes, so she buys all the cloth with this pattern, and if she can't finish burning, she won't let others wear it." My young lady's favorite food, even if she can't finish it, even if she pours it and feeds the pigs, she won't let others eat it! ”