Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

There are fewer people coming to their place because the time to buy groceries and eat in the morning has passed. The rest of the time for shopping is mostly to watch the excitement or buy some novelty items, but isn't it almost noon?

The aroma from the noodle stall next to her became stronger and stronger. Xiaoxiao touched her belly and decisively bought a bowl of noodles from the stall owner who was not busy yet. She asked for two small bowls without shame: "Uncle, wait until we make a profit." With the money, each of us can buy two bowls, eat one bowl, throw it away...ah, pack one bowl!"

They all came from hard times, and the stall owner didn't mind that they bought less, and even took the initiative to add half a spoonful of noodles. After the three brothers and sisters were half full eating their own sour bamboo shoots, Xiaoxiao decided to have a short meal with her eldest brother. Abandoned his second brother and sold his mother's embroidery.

Ning Erlang also wanted to go out for a walk, but he still had a large jar and two small jars of pickled bamboo shoots. He couldn't bear to part with the copper coins he was about to get, so he bid farewell to his brother and sister with tears and stood firm alone.

Xiaoxiao looked at the sultry look on his face and Yi Shuihan couldn't help but complain: "We're just going to sell some embroidery. It'll take half an hour. What about you, second brother? At worst, we can go play together after the pickled bamboo shoots are sold out." Just have fun."

Ning Erlang immediately raised his head and said, "As promised, we'll be back in half an hour, and we'll finish selling the pickled bamboo shoots and go shopping together!"

It seemed a little different from what she said, but it seemed similar at the same time. Xiaoxiao made a half-hearted effort and skipped to the cloth shop holding the embroidery.

Although she doesn't know embroidery, she can still tell that Song's needlework is very good. For example, the clothes worn by their eldest son are all torn and torn, but she can't tell it from the appearance alone. , when encountering something really difficult to deal with, Ms. Song would embroider simple patterns on her clothes. Hers were all kinds of small flowers, and those of her father and brothers were bamboo leaves and the like.

Without bragging, no one would guess that the embroidery was to cover the holes.

When she walked into the cloth shop, she was not in a hurry to ask for the price. Instead, she and her elder brother listened to others selling embroidery. She playfully said to her elder brother: "This is called knowing yourself and your enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger."

Ning Dalang followed her lovingly and stood beside the table with fine cotton cloth.

When it comes to reading and learning calligraphy, my brother has no hope, but my sister still has some talent. It would be better if she didn't just piece it together and make random sentences on weekdays.

The woman who was currently bargaining with the female shopkeeper was a woman in her fifties. There were all kinds of embroidery in her bamboo basket, and it looked like they had been collected from everywhere. She said in a flattering tone: "Twelve cents a piece." Pieces, isn’t this what we agreed on?”

The female shopkeeper casually picked up an item from the basket: "We agreed to buy embroidery with good embroidery skills for twelve cents. Look at these for yourself. The stitching is rough and the patterns are tacky. How can it be worth twelve cents?" Keep every piece of paper, otherwise take them all away.”

The mother-in-law frowned, made a calculation in her mind, and kept the basket honestly. If she earns two cents less for each piece of embroidery, it is still a profit. If the transaction goes bad, it will be a pure loss. Although she has never read a book and does not know how to settle accounts, she can still understand this.

After she left, the female shopkeeper turned her attention to Xiaoxiao and Xiaoxiao. To put it bluntly, she didn't think these two children were here to buy things, but she was always different from those snobbish people, so she still said in a friendly manner: "What do the two little guests need?"

This gentle voice instantly won Xiaoxiao's favor. She did not hesitate and said her intention directly: "Hello, beautiful sister, we are here to sell embroidery for my mother!"