Aunt Wu gave Sheng Hongyi a desperate look and scolded her a hundred times in her heart, but her mouth really didn't have the courage.
On the contrary, she was still nice and angry:
"Can you give it to me evenly? I don't want more, just give me two buckets."
She has gained experience in grabbing rice and vegetables. In the past, when low-grade spiritual rice was sold cheaply, the store would sell it for as little as three dan or as many as five dan.
Today, this rice is rare and good, and there will only be less of it.
At this moment, she was standing in fourth place, and Sheng Hongyi was in third place.
If the store only sells two stones today and she buys half of it so casually, will she not be able to buy it?
But she has experienced this damn girl's talk, and she won't let anyone off at all.
In the past, when she was young, she couldn't bully her. Now that she is older and her cultivation is getting higher and higher, Aunt Wu doesn't dare to rely on her old age anymore.
Sheng Hongyi glanced at her. One stone of rice weighed one hundred and twenty kilograms, and a bucket of rice weighed a little more than twelve kilograms. It was not impossible.
However, "Come on, Wu Ya is really good. He is only nine years old, and he has already introduced Qi into his body. If you can't buy it, I will give you a bucketful of it, and it won't count your sixty spirit stones. You give it to me." Fifty spiritual stones are enough."
Aunt Wu's mouth twitched, and she was so angry that she couldn't speak. The store was selling it cheaply today, with forty spiritual stones a bucket, and she made ten spiritual stones when she changed hands?
Aunt Wu felt that her flesh was very painful.
Is there any reason for this? It's because she's not fast enough.
Sheng Hongyi looked at her entangled look and didn't force herself:
"Grandma Wu, if you don't want to buy mine, that's fine. This rice is not that rare. The Wangji Rice Shop across the street must also have it."
As soon as he said this, he was interrupted by Aunt Wu:
"Yes, my wife Wu Ya's mother, Mrs. Fen, has the best relationship with your mother. Wu Ya still needs your guidance on weekdays. Our two families have always had a good relationship. If you can be more gentle with me, Grandma Wu, I would like to thank you very much."
This was said with a bit of gritted teeth and a hint of sarcasm.
She understood very clearly. With such a good relationship between the two families, how could you, Sheng Hongyi, have the nerve to make money just by opening your mouth?
"I can't go to Wang Ji's rice shop. One liter of medium rice sells for eight spiritual stones."
The rice shop where they are grabbing discounted rice belongs to the cultivator alliance. In the alliance, there are demons, demons, Buddhas, demons and ghosts, as well as seven elders who take turns to protect the wasteland continent.
Under its banners, such as rice shop, utensil shop, alchemy shop, medicine shop, spiritual mineral shop, talisman shop, etc., they cover the basic necessities of life for all beings who can cultivate.
These shops often have discounts on weekdays. In Sheng Hongyi's view, the cultivator alliance is somewhat of a charity, probably because some cultivators may really not be able to afford food or buy Bigu Pills.
But Wangjia Rice Shop is the property of Wangjia in Baixia City, a shop owned by aristocratic family. The same items are naturally more expensive than those sold outside.
Sheng Hongyi admired her expression of being unwilling and afraid to say it but unable to kill her. She snorted softly and felt so comfortable all over her body that this old woman could bully Aunt Fen all day long.
It didn't matter what the old woman was thinking, Sheng Hongyi felt that she deserved these ten spirit stones.
After all, she also grabbed the spiritual rice based on her ability.
"Then I'll give you a little share, for the sake of Aunt Fen and Brother Ya."
Aunt Wu couldn't even keep the fake smile on her face. Her old face was tangled in one place, looking mean and funny. She said to herself, this is really an advantage and she is so obedient, all love and reason are allowed to be taken advantage of by this damn girl with just one mouth.
Hehe, this girl is known far and wide for her off-roading skills and her reputation as someone who is not easy to mess with.
Therefore, she could only say dryly:
"Thanks."
After saying a few words, the grain store opened, and a clerk took out two storage bags. Then, he made two simple seals in his hands, and the storage bags became larger and became two. The big cloth bag filled with rice fell on the long table in front of him, and he shouted:
"Medium spiritual rice costs two stones, and a liter of spiritual rice costs four spiritual stones. You can buy rice with your identity card."
Since the purpose of selling rice in this rice shop is somewhat charitable, it is necessary to prevent people from aristocratic families from buying it.
Otherwise, if you buy and resell, things will change.
This is what it means to buy rice based on your identity tag.
The rice disappeared very quickly. From the first person on, he never bought less than three bushels of rice.
It was Sheng Hongyi's turn, and Sheng Hongyi said directly:
"I want a stone."
When the shopkeeper who was busy on the side heard this, he looked up and wondered where the madman was just about to be scolded? Seeing Sheng Hongyi's familiar face, his expression suddenly softened and took on a hint of gentleness:
"Is Hongyi here? OK."
Sheng Hongyi smiled, looking well-behaved and clever:
"Thank you, Uncle Cheng."
The shopkeeper waved his hand:
"Is Yunfan in any better condition?"
Sheng Yunfan, Sheng Hongyi's father, was injured by a firebird when Sheng Hongyi was three years old when he went to the secret realm of Pengshui Mountain to search for the fire feathers needed to refine the natal magic weapon. Even his spiritual roots were injured. It withered after the poison of fire.
He has a very good relationship with Cheng Sixian, the member of the cultivator alliance in front of him, and shopkeeper Cheng also takes good care of their family.
It's like buying rice. If anyone dares to ask for more than five dou, they will be kicked out, let alone one stone.
Now that the shopkeeper opens his mouth, the people behind him have to recognize her even if they don't recognize her. Those who know Sheng Hongyi or not only dare to slander her behind her back.
After all, they are all from Xicheng. Sheng Hongyi has been around the city since she was a child. Who doesn't know her?
Sheng Hongyi stepped aside, not occupying the team, but also took out a storage bag and asked the waiter to put a stone of rice into it, while talking to Cheng Sixian:
"It's still the same, but with his two daughters accompanying him, he's living quite a leisurely life."
Isn't it leisurely? The foundation-building monk has a lifespan of four hundred years. Even if he is injured, he still has more than three hundred years. His father was originally a genius monk of the Sheng family. He practiced very quickly. He was only over a hundred years old when he fell. , you have a lot of time to spare, aren’t you?
Cheng Sixian shook his head and gave her a half-serious and half-false look: "Narrow-minded ghost."
Sheng Hongyi raised her eyebrows and did not quibble. She picked up the bag with rice, waved goodbye to Cheng Sixian and left.
As for Aunt Wu, she has successfully bought the rice, why should she even get it?
Who cares about her?
Turning around, she followed the familiar route and walked through the streets. Then she entered a drug store and bought some nourishing and fever-repelling herbs. She turned around and entered the back door of a restaurant. Then she came out and entered another store. , the spirit stones in her pocket were almost exhausted, and she was ready to go home.
After leaving the city and passing through a forest, we saw a small patch of low hills dotted with half-new houses with white walls and black tiles.
There is Mount Nanao, because there are seven hills in a row, like the seven tails of a fox.
There are two small aristocratic families in Qiwei Mountain, the Sheng family and the Wu family.
The Sheng family occupies four hills and the Wu family occupies three.
Sheng Hongyi's pace seemed unhurried, but her speed was extremely fast, as if the distance was automatically shortened by her.
When I walked in, I happened to see Wu Ya's mother-in-law, Mrs. Fen, heading home.
Looking at the direction, it seemed that they were coming out of the Sheng family. Sheng Hongyi said hello:
"Aunt Fenn."
Mrs. Fen turned around with the basket in her arms and smiled before saying anything:
"Red is back."
After a pause, she pursed her lips:
"I just went to deliver some food to your mother. When I came out, I happened to see Mrs. Goose from the Shen family coming. Isn't she on good terms with your patriarch's wife? She also likes to be a matchmaker. Go back and take a look. I guess she I’m going to your house to find trouble for Concubine Yu.”
