Chapter 127 The Rich Go to Sponsor the Rich

"Huai'er, what do you mean by the pot that bakes the cakes? Can't we do this pot? Xia Dashan was a little curious.

"Dad, our pot is not only small but also inconvenient to make baked cakes, I mean to go to the iron shop to make an iron plate or make an iron box and come back, so that we can make more baked cakes at a time." She carefully explained the shape of the pot and pan for the baked cakes to Xia Dashan.

Xia Dashan nodded slightly after hearing this: "Okay, I'll go to the street tomorrow and take a look."

Early the next morning, Zhou Huiniang got up early in the morning, cooked a pot of soup for everyone for breakfast, called Liu Qingyun and went to Changlin Village.

Xia Dashan woke up and didn't see Zhou Huiniang, and he was still anxious: "Huai'er, did you see your mother?" Why can't you see people early in the morning?"

Xia Huai: "She went to the village with Aunt Liu. "Daddy is still so loving at this age, should she be envious as a child?

Xia Dashan smiled, snorted and drank a bowl of porridge, and went to the street with Xia Huai's request.

The rest were also assigned their own work.

Xia Huai borrowed pen and paper from her brother, and she planned to plan many things in the future. Although I have talked to everyone, I still have to write out the specific charter logically, so that it is clear and easy to implement in the future.

Xia Dashan walked on his legs, so it was almost midnight when he arrived on the street, and it was also the time when the street had just begun to be lively and shouting.

"Fruit, fragrant oil~"

"The radish cabbage just pulled out of the ground is very cheap!"

"Grilled chicken, delicious grilled chicken!"

Xia Dashan only ate a bowl of porridge and water in the morning, half thick and half thin, and he couldn't eat enough at all. After walking for another two hours, I was already so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back.

He didn't think about it, so he walked directly to a noodle stall and sat down, shouting at the stall owner: "Come to a bowl of somen noodles!" ”

"Do you want sauce?"

"A spoonful!"

The somen noodles can't be meat sauce, they can only be beans made of beans and the like, but it's better than nothing, and it's more beautiful to eat with a spoonful.

"Okay, guest officer, your somen noodles, six cents!"

The somen noodles are really vegetarian, but fortunately, they are generously portioned, and they are full of slender noodles and cabbage leaves, and the top is a drizzled sauce.

Xia Dashan counted out six copper plates for the stall owner, and he was not in a hurry to eat noodles, he gently stirred the noodles with chopsticks, mixed the sauce and noodles together, and listened to the people at the table next to him in a soft voice.

"Hey! Have you heard that the master of the Ma family is going to build a temple of wealth in Peach Blossom Village! ”

"Yo! The landlord is really rich, we can't afford to eat, and people can still take out spare money to do good deeds! ”

"What kind of good thing is this, who doesn't know that Peach Blossom Village is the richest village, and the money of the emotional rich people is donated to the rich village, and we poor people can only get poorer! Also the God of Wealth Temple, is that what Peach Blossom Village lacks? I think this God of Wealth Temple is almost built in Changlin Village! ”

"That's not what I said, can this temple be built to prevent the village next to it from offering incense?"

"If the incense returns to the incense, can the incense go empty-handed? This incense money hasn't fallen into the pocket of Peach Blossom Village, it's really annoying! ”

"Ahem, don't talk about this, it takes a lot of people to build a temple, I heard that a person gives 20 big money a day and takes care of two meals, should we go?"

"Really? Then you have to go! ”

Even the man who was indignant first said that he was going, Xia Dashan sandwiched a chopstick noodle and ate it in his mouth, well, this taste is worth six yuan!

Anyway, should he also go to work?

There are only two blacksmith shops on the street, and there may be other more remote places, but Xia Dashan was too lazy to look for them, so he chose the one with a lower price among the two.

"Big brother, are you doing this pot?"

The middle-aged man who struck the iron was shirtless, his tendons were dark and shiny, and he had a sweat towel on his shoulders like a restaurant boy. ”

"Do you want a big iron pot or a small iron pot? The price of iron is now 55 pounds a catty, the cauldron is about 30 catties, and the small pot has more than a dozen catties and a few catties. ”

Xia Dashan touched his nose and took out a piece of paper from his arms: "Can it be customized?" Here's me, ahem, here's a sketch made in advance. ”

As soon as he heard that he was going to customize, the man finally put down his work and stood up: "Show me." ”

It's just that when he unfolded and looked at the sketch, the whole person was confused: "This is a pot?" "Whose pot is rectangular?

"Ahem, yes, it doesn't have to be a potmaker, I just want to ask if you can play it? It's basically a box with an open top, and then two iron plates."

As if he was afraid that he would refuse, Xia Dashan gritted his teeth and added: "As long as you can make it, this money will not be less for you!" ”

The blacksmith didn't ask much, and immediately shoved the sketch aside: "Okay, let's get it in two days." ”

Xia Dashan finished half of what his daughter had asked him to do, and his heart was a lot looser, and he was about to go shopping on the street again, but he didn't expect to glance at the street and see something unexpected.

His eyes widened and his mouth opened in disbelief, but his legs were conscious, and he was running towards his target.

At this time, Dao He Zhengle sat on the mule cart and shook his head: "Tut-tut, it's really good, Huating County is really good, although it's only for a short time."

"Yo, that roast goose is so fragrant!"

"Hmm, which wine's wine is so pure!"

"Good boy, this is a fragrant elbow, right?"

In Daohe's astonishment, the mule stumbled a little impatiently. It's endless, a monk, thinking about drinking wine and eating meat!

In the end, Daohe succumbed to the mule's violent temper and sat down at a noodle restaurant: "Shopkeeper, come to a bowl of somen noodles." ”

The owner of the noodle shop saw that Daohe turned out to be a monk, and immediately became happy: "Yo, master, this is just coming to our Huating County, right?" ”

"Indeed, your Huating County is very lively!"

"That's a must! The master has worked hard all the way, so I'll put more noodles on this bowl of noodles later! ”

Dao He thanked him on his face, but secretly sneered in his heart, what the hell, are the current believers so casual? Give me more noodles? I don't know, I think I'm invited to eat a full banquet!

Fortunately, he is not a monk who can survive by turning into fate, otherwise he would really be angry and ascend to heaven!

While waiting for noodles, Daohe bought a bowl of sweet bean curd at the bean curd stall next door, which is called bitter first and then sweet. Finally arrived in Huating County, this first bite must be sweet!

Seeing the sweetness of Daohe's food, the mule impatiently snorted in the direction of Daohe, and Daohe paused, pretending not to see it, and moved his buttocks, so that his peripheral vision could no longer see the mule's emotions.

Hum! Let you laugh at me, and I'll let you taste the taste of cause and effect! Gluttony? Hungry? Bear with it!

Mule: "." My little mule is not a real person, but you are a real dog!

The recent recommendation votes have shrunk seriously, and as the end of the month approaches, I hope the treasures will help rush to the list~

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