"Don't you want to leave, you want to recognize someone to invite you?" Ding Lao Wu drove people away with evil voices.

The Li family is looking forward to the combat effectiveness of his brother and sister-in-law, but he didn't know that his own son would be destroyed.

"Old Five, Xue Wei is naturally coming over for something, you can let people finish talking."

Ding Xuewei, who just wanted to turn around, paused like this.

Ding Lao Wu suppressed his temper, and after staring at the old mother deeply, he gritted his teeth and asked Ding Xuewei: "What's the matter?" ”

"I'll just come over and say hello, Jin Lao sent me into the city to buy something, and I have to delay for a while." What's going on with him suddenly feeling a little sympathetic?

Ding Xuewei didn't hide her emotions, Ding Lao Wu saw it at a glance.

glared at her again angrily: "We drove the donkey cart, turn around and leave quickly, don't come here and delay time, make Jin Lao and them unhappy." ”

In the end, Jin Lao and they were unhappy, Ding Lao Wu said very seriously, and when the words fell, he also specially asked the Li family: "Is it not a mother?" ”

“··· Be. Li, who was roasted on the fire, could only nod aggrievedly.

Ding Xuewei, who was embarrassed, just left, and the more he thought about it, the more angry Uncle Li and his wife became, their noses were not noses, and their eyes were not eyes, so Ding Lao Wu said a few words and went to the fire.

It was warm there.

"Mother, when your mind rises, please consider the surrounding environment first, here, in addition to being able to dispel the goodwill that your son has managed to maintain these days, there will be no second result."

Before, Ding Lao Wu was quite glad that he had a reasonable mother like Li, but now, he only felt that he was not clear enough, and he actually believed in such foolish words as bad bamboo shoots.

Ding Lao Wu was tired of saying some words, and he really didn't want to repeat them, so he left such a sentence and went back to do his own thing.

Today, he not only has to rush to collect money, but also has to break through his heart and try to shout.

Thinking of Uncle Fang Cai, the actions of his little aunt, he was a little disgusted... In the past few years, I don't know how many saliva I ate from them!

When Ding Lao Wu was thinking about how to reject Uncle Li and his wife, Ding Xuewei and his group entered the city and sent people directly to the market, and the carriage went towards Bazhen Tower.

Ding Xuewei will come to Bazhen Building, which is nothing more than to deliver recipes, and the shopkeeper Wu has become numb to the recipes she provides.

signaled to the account room, Xiao Er, and he led the people to the back.

"You guys are just in time, just in time, help me bring a word, tomorrow I will take someone to pull the rest of the dried plum vegetables."

How do people do business, Ding Xuewei doesn't think she should ask.

"The mustard in the village has not been confiscated."

If the mustard greens are not finished, then the dried plum vegetables will still be there.

"I asked carefully that day, and the rest of the time will be pulled again, Ming'er, I will take someone to take away the rest of the land from last time, and it will rain again, and these dry goods will be unlucky."

"Then I'll go back and ask everyone to speed up their hands and feet, and make the rest earlier."

Her urging and her urging are completely different things, this favor, Shopkeeper Wu felt that it was more meaningful for Ding Xuewei to do it, so he nodded.

"How many good things to cook today?"

"Today... Brought you a good thing. She said rather mysteriously.

At this time, she was already in the backyard, Ding Xuewei simply stopped, put down the back basket and took out the cloth bag.

She didn't say anything good about what she had brought, just silently opened the bag.

"Pepper!"

With just one glance, Shopkeeper Wu confirmed what he saw, and at the same time he directly picked up a handful.

"I bought it yesterday?"

Although the question is asked, there is some certainty in this question.

"She's here?" Ding Xuewei pretended to be surprised and asked.

That she was a fake, and she knew better than anyone whether she had been here or not, so there was only one reason why Shopkeeper Wu could say this, the seed shop owner had come.

People who have never seen pepper are not surprised to ask someone, but it is more convenient for him to ask.

Sure enough, I heard the shopkeeper Wu say.

"It's not the little girl, it's the owner of the seed shop she went to who came to me, and although he knows about pepper, he hasn't seen it."

From Ding Xuewei's attitude, Shopkeeper Wu figured out that she already knew the value of pepper and planned not to give the building the result, so he didn't ask if it was for sale, but was curious.

"How can you have so many?"

Ding Xue was indescribable: "It's hard to stop, yesterday, I went into the city to hang out, and I happened to meet a little girl who fell down with a heavy load, pulled her, helped carry it for a while, turned around, the little girl dragged me and didn't let me go, and she had to sell her seeds to me alive or dead..."

The story was told by her with ups and downs, that is, Tian Chong, who listened to it again, fell again, not to mention the shopkeeper Wu.

After the words fell for a long time, he found his voice: "Good people still have good rewards!" ”

Before, he didn't believe that.

"Yesterday, the boss sold me eight taels, and the combined price was four hundred and fifty taels and one catty."

It's not that Shopkeeper Wu doesn't want to give Ding Xuewei a good price, but this price is already the highest price he can give.

Ding Xuewei had already obtained a low price from Jin Lao, and was extremely satisfied with the price of four hundred and five.

"Seven pounds."

"Seven... Catty! ”

Shopkeeper Wu couldn't believe his ears.

Entering two thousand nine hundred and forty taels at once, Ding Xue was a little floating, humming a little song all the way to Linglong Pavilion.

And she was given a rag yesterday, and now she is here, and she can't afford to think about it too much.

Even though she knew it, she was still shocked by the stack of clothes.

"How are you... There would be such a special idea! ”

Whether it is a flag costume, a Ming system, or a Tang style, it is very different from the clothing style of the Song Dynasty, which is extremely scarce in this world, but these different styles are so eye-catching.

"This duvet cover is even more..."

Zhang Niangzi has lost the ability to organize language.

Looking at her like this, Ding Xuewei knew that she had to have an unexpected gain, pointing to various styles and coming to the explanation of borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

The flag dress is dignified and majestic, suitable for ladies and ladies to wear when dealing with business, and the Ming system is beautiful and soft, and it is the most suitable to wear at home.

"I don't even know how your little brain turns."

These are the words I said yesterday.

After a night of hard work, she figured out three styles, and each of them was in line with the central ideas of her words.

Zhang Niangzi admires Ding Xuewei's hands-on ability, and now looking at the clothes and bedding, she has to admit that she not only has good hands-on ability, but also first-class brain ability.

"The old rule, count the money?"

"It's all up to my aunt."

Mrs. Zhang's favorite thing is that Ding Xue is generous and sensible, and she suddenly has a happy and satisfied look.

"The bedding extension space is relatively large, just give you twenty taels, as for the color, five taels for the set, although the clothes are only three, but there is no interspersed between the various series, it is determined by thirty taels."

"Okay." Ding Xuewei didn't have any opinion at all.

Originally, it was estimated that it was only about ten taels.

Daily yelling for tickets and collections···

(End of chapter)