, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Taking the receipt written by Chef Zhou, Yang Ruoqing happily took Daan to the accounting room in the front lobby to receive the tofu money.
Four hundred coins were strung on a thin hemp rope, which was heavy in his hand.
"Come on, brother, come and carry it, too. This is the cash we got in exchange for the free tofu."
Yang Ruoqing handed the money string to Daan.
Daan took it obediently and weighed it carefully in his hands.
"How are you? Do you feel it? Are you excited?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.
Daan nodded and said with a smile: "This is the first time in my life that I have carried so much money!"
"Haha, my stupid brother!"
Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and pinched Daan's cheek: "A mere four hundred yuan is nothing. In the future, you, sister, I will make more money than you can even carry!"
"Yes, I believe it!"
Daan nodded vigorously and looked at Yang Ruoqing with admiration.
"By the way, sister, these four hundred coins are not all ours, right? There is also Brother Fengtang's share, right?"
Daan asked again immediately.
Yang Ruoqing nodded: "As originally agreed, there will be six of us and four of him. Of the four hundred cents, one hundred and sixty cents belong to him."
Da'an said: "Well, then when we go home, we have to pull out the one hundred and sixty coins and send them to Brother Fengtang!"
Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Well, that must be a gift."
but--
Based on these days of getting along, she had a pretty good idea of what kind of person Tang Yazi was.
Her intuition told her that Tang Yazi would not accept the one hundred and sixty cents.
Regardless of whether he picked it up or not, she would send it over.
"Brother, let's go outside to find Uncle Wu!"
Yang Ruoqing put away the four hundred coins properly and took Daan to meet Yang Huazhou.
Under a large bare willow tree on the street outside, Yang Huazhou parked the cart there and was tying the four empty barrels to the cart.
Just now, he first helped to move the tofu bucket in, and then he followed behind and watched while the waiter weighed it.
After weighing, they took out the tofu and came out with the empty bucket to wait, without taking a break from the beginning to the end.
"Uncle Five!"
Yang Ruoqing greeted him.
Yang Huazhou turned around and saw the two siblings smiling happily, knowing that they had successfully settled the tofu money.
"How much?" Yang Huazhou asked Yang Ruoqing who came up to him.
"Four hundred coins, not even a penny is much!"
Yang Ruoqing said, taking out the money string and showing it to Yang Huazhou.
Yang Huazhou nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad, selling tofu can really make things happen!"
"whee."
"Don't reveal your wealth to others, Qing'er, please put the money away quickly!"
Yang Huazhou warned again and saw a few people walking on the road over there.
He quickly turned around and used his tall and burly body to cover the money in Yang Ruoqing's hand.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, then put the money away again.
"Fifth Uncle, where should we go next? Are we going to the bun shop to wait for the future Fifth Aunt and the others?"
Yang Ruoqing asked again immediately.
Yang Huazhou's dark face was a little embarrassed, and he scratched his head: "Qing'er, don't open your mouth and keep talking about 'future fifth aunt', it will make people uncomfortable."
"Hahaha……"
Yang Ruoqing laughed: "What's there to be embarrassed about? That's what it is!"
"We haven't even seen each other yet. I can't say whether it will work or not!"
"Then let's go see each other now!"
"Um!"
The three people set off and returned along the original road, heading towards the bun shop at the entrance of the town.
Because it was still early, it was estimated that the girls from the Bao family might not arrive, so the three of them were not in a hurry and just walked and watched.
Passing by the town's largest medical clinic, Yihechun, Yang Ruoqing stopped.
"Uncle Wu, I'm going to Yihechun to buy some medicine." Yang Ruoqing said.
"What's wrong? What's wrong with you?" Yang Huazhou asked nervously.
Yang Ruoqing quickly shook her head: "No, no, I'm very nice. I just brought some medicine for my father's leg injury."
Yang Huazhou breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll accompany you in."
"No need, you and Da'an just wait for me at the door. I'll come out as soon as I finish buying."
"become."
Yang Ruoqing left with her front legs. Behind her, Daan's eyes were staring straight at 'Mo Xiangxuan' opposite Yi Hechun.
"Uncle Fifth, what does that shop across the street sell?"
Da'an pointed to the large gold-gilded signboard at the entrance of Moxiangxuan and asked Yang Huazhou curiously.
Yang Huazhou turned his head, craned his neck to glance at the sign, and read out: "Mo, Xiang, Che?"
When Lao Yangtou was young, he lived in the county town for a few years, which opened his eyes.
Wanting to provide a scholar among his sons, the eldest son Yang Wen'an was once the target of the Yang family's careful training.
Yang Huaan was still an old boy until his fourth son, Yang Yongqing, was born.
Depressed, Lao Yangtou had no choice but to give up on Yang Huaan and chose his eldest grandson, Yang Yongxian, to continue his training.
Yang Hua'an, who was abandoned, was depressed for a long time, and at one point he almost committed suicide and went on a hunger strike.
Old Yangtou then sent him to teach his brothers at home to prevent them from being illiterate.
So, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhou and the others all followed their elder brother to recognize a few words during their leisure time.
I can't recognize all of them, only half of the long characters and half of the fat characters.
"Moxiang car?"
Da'an repeated Yang Huazhou's words and frowned suspiciously.
Why does the name of this shop sound so weird?
"That character is Nianxuan!"
A crisp voice suddenly sounded.
"Mo Xiangxuan, you can't even pronounce the word "Xuan", boy, you are so stupid!"
Yinluo, a man dressed as a servant, led a small bay horse to Da'an's side.
Da'an raised his head and saw a little girl sitting right away, about six or seven years old, looking at him and smiling with disdain.
Come to think of it, that voice just now came from this little girl.
Daan moved his eyes to her.
She was wearing a goose yellow gauze skirt.
She has two cute little buns on the sides of her head.
A white tassel ran through her bun from left to right, and a shining pearl pendant in the middle of the tassel hung just between her eyebrows.
It complemented and echoed the jade pendant on the silver necklace hanging on her chest.
When Da'an looked up at her, she looked down at Da'an.
The little girl raised her eyebrows, and there was a trace of surprise in her bright moon-like eyes.
This brat is so handsome? It’s almost time to catch up with me!
Immediately, the little cherry mouth started to pout.
She raised her chin and said loudly to Da'an who was standing on the ground: "Hey, brat, you look like a country boy, right? Are you going to Moxiangxuan? What are you going to buy?"
Daan just raised his head and glanced at the little girl. After one glance, he looked away indifferently.
Hearing the little girl's question, he simply turned around.
He looked at Yi Hechun, leaving the cold back of his head for her.
What do I want to buy at Moxiangxuan? What does it have to do with you?
