Mu Qingqing didn't recognize her when she saw Zhang Guihua approaching, and she didn't want to cause more trouble, so she pretended not to see her and walked around her.

Zhang Guihua saw her ignoring her like this, so she decided that she was a young lady from a certain family who came out to play, and said to her back, "It's great to be rich, do you need to ignore it like this?" "Full of sour words.

Mu Qingqing listened, paused in his hurry, although he was dissatisfied in his heart, he still thought about her balm, and he didn't want to entangle with her more, so he walked away from her quickly.

She followed the memory of the original owner to the town, the first time she came out and wanted to see something new, so she first walked around, she thought about what she wanted to buy, while searching, the shop looked around, calculating her current silver, how long does it take to open an incense shop, unconsciously, she arrived at Liu Er's grocery store, Liu Er, who was bored, saw a girl with an extraordinary temperament approaching, and hurriedly went up and smiled: "This girl, what do you want to buy?" ”

Mu Qingqing ignored him, just approached and looked around, the wooden ones were put aside, there were some rattles, there were a few pieces of cloth on the cabinet, there were bowls and cans displayed below, and there was loose rice in a wooden trough next to it, which had already seen the bottom, only a little bit of bits and pieces on it, Mu Qingqing thought of the rice at home, and hurriedly asked: "Your rice sells very well." ”

Liu Er said with a smile: "That's not, my rice is sold day by day, and the rest is stored in the rice warehouse, my rice is really good, and it is stored in the barn after the autumn harvest every year." He praised his rice and asked: "Girl, what do you want to buy, I have things here, the objects are real, and the price is lower than that of other grocery stores, you see, why don't you buy a piece of cloth to make some clothes, I see that your flower cloth is taken from my shop, it is an old customer, I don't charge you more, sixty yuan, you take a horse, guarantee not to lose, how about it?" Liu Er followed her around the store, walked over to the cloth and took a piece of crimson.

Mu Qingqing said with a smile: "No need, shopkeeper, the clothes made by my mother are very beautiful, thank you for your fabric." She stopped, her gaze resting on him, "Do you have any pottery here?"

She had seen a record of pottery in "Dream Creek Writings", which was used for cooking in the earliest period, although she used an iron pot in the stove, but the shape of the pottery was very suitable for her to cook fragrant trees, I don't know if there was one in this era, fortunately, I had a luck, no way, she could only think so.

Liu Er thought about it carefully, Tao Fei, he saw it when he was a child, but he didn't see it again after the family changed the iron pot, "Tao Fei, I think about it, I have sold two or three before, but I haven't been able to sell it, so I haven't bought much after that, I remember that there should be one left in the warehouse, I'll go find it for you, there are other things in our shop, girl, you like to look at it, I'll give you less if you like it." Saying that, without waiting for Mu Qingqing to answer, Liu Er went into the shop to look for it.

After Mu Qingqing turned around, she found that there was nothing useful to her and stopped in the house, she carefully circled around, this shop is not big, but there are all kinds of items, she looked at this house, it is estimated that there are many years, the decoration is relatively old, it should be the house of previous years, she calculated how many taels of silver to open such a shop.

"Na, there is just one, but it is a little gray, and it is not very big, girl, I will sell it to you." Liu Er patted the ashes, took it to his mouth and blew it, the dust in the air instantly increased, Mu Qingqing took a step back, although there was a veil blocking it, she still waved her hand, and the dust in the mountain was not so big.

Mu Qingqing took the Tao Qi, she picked it up and looked at it, and found that there were no cracks, but there was more gray, so she nodded and said to Liu Er: "Thank you shopkeeper, here is twenty yuan, you can take it." Mu Qingqing took out a bunch of money from his waist, counted it carefully, it was exactly twenty wen, and then handed it to Liu Er, and continued: "Shopkeeper, do you know where there are iron pots sold around here?" ”。

"Iron pot, our shop sells it, unfortunately, it was bought by Aunt Wang this morning, so let's go out of the shop to the right, and then the third shop is He Jiang's shop, where iron pots are sold, but I don't know if he has made iron pots recently." Liu Er counted the money.

Not long after, Mu Qingqing came to He Jiang's shop, He Cheng is forty years old this year, but he is still playing iron, his son and her daughter-in-law originally opened a noodle restaurant, and they also gave him silver every month, they could have passed the time with two or three friends, but he was born to love ironing with this energy, he felt that as long as he hit iron, he could talk to anyone.

He Jiang was striking the iron, he hammered it a few times, and soaked the red-hot iron rod in the water, making a sound of "zi-", Mu Qingqing stood and watched her striking the iron.

He Jiang wiped his sweat with the white cloth on his shoulder, he glanced at Mu Qingqing, thinking that it was just a little girl's novelty, so he didn't ask too much, and continued to beat his iron.

"Do you have an iron pot here?" She spoke.

"What? What did you say? He stopped what he was doing, put the tongs in the fire and continued to burn, and looked at her with bright eyes.

"Excuse me, is there an iron pot for sale?" Mu Qingqing spoke again.

Seeing that she wanted to buy something, "Girl, this is iron, can you take it alone?" He Cheng looked at her small body.

"Uncle, don't worry, I still have this bit of strength, but do I have an iron pot?"

"Yes, yes, I just made two a few days ago." She replied, "What did you buy this iron pot for a girl's family?" "It's rare to see a girl come and buy an iron pot.

"I'll take it home and make something." Mu Qingqing's eyes were calm, and he said a few rough words.

He Cheng took out the two iron pots, one was a little bigger, he looked at it, "Girl, you just take this small one, although it can't hold many things, but you have to take it away" He Jiang lifted the small pot and showed it to her.

"That's okay, how much is this little pot uncle."

"Fifty wen, a fixed price."

"Is there a rope, I want to carry it."

"Yes, I'll bring it to you, hey, little girl's."

After putting on the rope on her back, Mu Qingqing didn't feel a little struggling, after all, it was iron, she went to the oil suit opposite, asked for some oil, she carried two barrels of oil, and walked back heavily, in the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on her body, she walked slowly step by step, fine sweat flashed on her forehead, and the oblique shadow was elongated little by little, and she didn't feel beautiful.

Mu Qingqing stopped, looked at the sky, secretly unlucky, couldn't go back on time, and said in her heart, my mother is probably going to worry about it again.