"It's getting cold, so let's stay in that big grocery store for a while. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The door face is relatively high, because he is in a hurry to warm up, he doesn't care much about what the font size is.

"It's so big here, and you can sell everything. No, it seems to be lost again. Hey, what does that do?"

I saw a man with a cloth on his face covering his mouth and nose, holding a mallet, and playing it up and down on something that did not look like a bowstring or a string.

There is a seller of cotton, and it is also a matter of playing cotton.

The man looked back at Xiaoxing, and immediately stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically, took off the cloth on his face, nodded and smiled: "Yo, little master, do you want to buy it?"

"Is there black cotton?" "Black cotton?" "Do you need black cotton?" "Don't you have black cotton?" I like black. "You want it black?" you can dye it, but what do you dye it? The cotton is all in it, who do you want to show the color?" "Then why is the cotton white?" "I don't know." "Why don't you know?" "Why do I know?" "Because you're cotton?" "Who is cotton? I'm selling cotton and cotton." "Yes, why don't you know that you sell cotton and cotton?" "I ...... Anyway, cotton is white, and there is no other color. "That's white. "How much do you want, young master?" "I don't want to buy it." "And how much do you want to play?" "I don't want to play either." "Then what are you doing with me?" "Actually, I'm lost, and I want to talk to someone, and I'll pick up the rest later." "Do you buy anything?" "Do you have a pot?" "No." "What about honey?" "No!" "And what are you trading?" and so loudly. ”

Xin Yanxiao, the cotton shopkeeper, was really angry, "Boy, do you dare to tell me your name?"

"I'm just a kid, why are you so serious with me? My full name is 'Rebel Star'. Haha, I'm rich, I don't have to play cotton in the future!"

After that, he picked up the big mallet with one hand and a wooden cake with the other, "Don't run away, you kid, eat my mallet." ”

"I don't want to eat your mallet, I want to eat a mallet bun. Xiaoxing said and dodged and jumped into the cotton pile.

"Hmph, you stained my cotton, and I want you to pay for yourself. Xin Yanxiao slapped a wooden cake.

Xiaoxing dodged again, "bang", and cotton flew all over the sky.

"Sneeze, sneeze, sneeze, sneeze. It turns out that Xin Yanxiao is sensitive to cotton, so it's no wonder that she has to wear a piece of cloth.

Xiaoxing knew Xin Yanxiao's weakness and would not let it go, so he threw a handful of cotton over it, here is like a goose feather snow at this time, Xiaoxing's black is even more conspicuous now, but Xin Yanxiao can only sneeze for a while, although he uses a big mallet and wooden cake to pull left and right.

"Don't throw it anymore, I'm really anxious with you if you throw it again. How about we have a good chat? Don't throw it away!" Xin Yanxiao hid his face behind the wooden cake to speak, and as soon as he showed his head, he saw that Xiaoxing was about to throw it again, so he immediately retracted his head again, and tried several times in a row, seeing that Xiaoxing didn't seem to want to throw it away, he suddenly stood up and wanted to rush over and grab Xiaoxing in one fell swoop, but a bag of cotton was poured on his head at this time, just listen, the sound of sneezing was endless.

Xiaoxing let Xin Yanxiao leave through the window, but Xin Yanxiao didn't have a way, because he was busy sneezing.

Xiaoxing, who came out, was a little disappointed and said, "Such a big grocery store doesn't even have to sell anything to eat, hey, there is a banquet in that business......