Xiaolangjun?
Little Doll?
Who?
Neither Xiao Yu nor Ming He knew who the group of people in front of them were calling. They looked back subconsciously, but there happened to be no one behind them. They looked back at the group of people in front of them.
The fat old man happened to squeeze out and shouted happily to Xiao Yu: "Little man, little baby, you are finally here."
Only then did Xiao Yu realize that these people seemed to be waiting for him and Ming He.
Minghe raised his little fleshy face and said, "Uncle, am I a little baby?"
"Yes, you are a beautiful little baby." It is an objective fact that Minghe is beautiful, and Xiao Yu also affirms it from the bottom of his heart.
Minghe's expression jumped up when he heard this, he was so cute.
Xiao Yu said: "They are calling us, let's go there quickly."
"Yeah." Minghe nodded heavily.
When the uncle and nephew were walking towards the fat old man and others, the fat old man and others were already running towards them. The fat old man panted and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Xiao Yu asked: "You——"
"Of course I'm going to buy steamed buns." The boy grabbed the opportunity.
The maid said: "Our master has been waiting for a quarter of an hour."
"We have been waiting for a long time." Other pedestrians also said.
"Sorry, sorry, I'm late." Xiao Yu's attitude was very good.
"It's okay, just come here." The fat old man said hurriedly: "Quick, get me ten buns."
"Ten?" Xiao Yu asked.
"That's right, take it back and give it to my daughter and son-in-law to try." The fat master looked at the maid next to him and said, "Xiao Fang, give me the money."
The maid immediately took out the money and gave it to Xiao Yu: "Thirty Wen."
Naturally, it is a good thing to buy more. Xiao Yu was not polite and immediately wrapped ten buns in oil paper and gave them to the fat master: "Take them."
The maid caught it directly with a small bamboo basket.
The fat man took one and took a bite eagerly. His eyes widened as he realized it was even more delicious than yesterday.
"Master, is the taste right?" The quality of some steamed bun shops, fried cake stalls, etc. fluctuates up and down. What was delicious yesterday may not be delicious today. The maid saw the surprised expression on the fat master's face and couldn't help but ask.
"It tastes even better than yesterday," said the fat old man.
"Because it's hot." Minghe interrupted.
The fat old man was used to eating delicious food. Although he didn't know how to cook it, he had some knowledge about the taste. He immediately said to Ming Hedao: "Yes, little baby, you are right. You are right. The buns taste better when they are hot."
Minghe said seriously: "Then you should eat it while it's hot."
"Yes, yes, I have to go home quickly and give the buns to my daughter to eat. Goodbye, little one." The fat old man said and walked towards Qingshi Town.
"Master, wait a minute, we haven't bought the buns yet." The maid shouted.
"Then hurry up." The fat old man turned around and urged.
The maid thrust the small bamboo basket into the boy's hand, squeezed into the crowd and shouted "I want four buns". After shouting for a while, she finally got four buns and gave the boy two buns. She said happily : "Finally I got it, I can go back."
The boy immediately took a bite and said, "It's really more delicious than yesterday."
"Really?" The maid also took a taste and nodded repeatedly.
"Stop eating, go back quickly." The fat old man shouted.
The maid and the boy hurriedly caught up with the fat master.
Xiao Yu and Ming He were surrounded by pedestrians, and within a short time, all fifty-three buns were sold out.
Pedestrians who bought the goods left satisfied.
Pedestrians who did not buy it regretfully said they would come back tomorrow.
Minghe held the bamboo basket with his little hands, put his little feet on it, stretched his neck and looked into the bamboo basket: "Wow, all the buns are sold out!"
"Well, they're all sold out." Xiao Yu knew that Fat Master and the others liked to eat the steamed buns he made, but he didn't expect that they would like it so much. Not only did he come to buy it himself, he also brought several relatives and neighbors to taste it, which prompted him to fifty Three buns were not enough to sell, so it seemed that he needed to prepare more.
Minghe stood upright and patted Xiao Yu's pocket. The copper plate rattled. He said happily: "Little uncle, the sound of the small money is so loud. Little uncle, it is saying, 'I am here with my brother, sister, brother and sister. What's singing?"
After being able to eat and drink enough, and hearing his uncle's affirmation and praise every day, the little guy became more and more cheerful. Xiao Yu was naturally happy, and he echoed: "Yes, they are singing. Okay. Okay, they've finished singing, let's go shopping."
"Are you still shopping today?" Minghe asked.
"Well, there is no salt, no oil paper, and no carrots at home."
"All used up?"
"Yes, I have to buy it."
"Oh well."
Today's revenue is a total of 159 Wen. In addition to salt, Xiao Yu also plans to buy a piece of linen cloth to put between the buns to prevent them from sticking and keep the buns warm.
So he did it, and then he and Minghe returned home, closed the courtyard door, closed the hut door, and poured all the remaining copper plates onto the table.
"Ah, we still have so many copper coins!" Minghe was extremely surprised.
"Count them." Xiao Yu said.
Minghe held a copper plate with his little hand and counted it. When he counted to nine, he got stuck.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Yu asked.
"Little uncle, what's the number after nine?" Minghe asked.
"ten."
"Ten." Minghe pinched a coin and continued to ask, "Uncle, what is the number after ten?"
"Eleven." Xiao Yu finally realized: "Minghe, you can't count?"
"I, I..." Minghe couldn't say anything, then he lowered his little head and dug his little fingers on the table. His dark eyes glanced at Xiao Yu from time to time, as if he was worried that his uncle would not like him.
"It's okay." Xiao Yu said quickly.
When Ming He heard this, he immediately raised his face and asked, "Is it okay?"
"Yeah, it doesn't matter. You are only three years old. No one taught you to count, so of course you can't count anymore. Now, will my uncle teach you?" Xiao Yu said gently.
The anxiety in Minghe's heart disappeared and he said: "Little uncle, if you teach me, I will study hard and I will be very good."
"My uncle also believes that you will be great!"
Minghe was immediately full of confidence.
Thinking that Ming He was only three years old, Xiao Yu didn't teach much, only taught less than twenty. He didn't expect that Ming He would draw inferences: "Little uncle, after twenty, is it twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty?" Four?"
this!
The villain is the villain!
The brain is so useful!
Xiao Yu was pleasantly surprised: "Little guy, you are so awesome!"
"Twenty-four is followed by twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight, twenty-nine, thirty, thirty-one..." Minghe said sixty-one in one breath. He could also say later, But he said he was tired and quickly drank water from the bowl.
No wonder!
No wonder Minghe, who has never attended a day school, can become a powerful chief minister in the book "Emperor's Dream".
This IQ is really not something to be underestimated.
Xiao Yu decided to make more money and send Minghe to school in the future. He would study more and read good books so that the child would not only be filled with sunshine but also be immersed in culture so that he would not become a villain in the future. Now he beat Minghe violently. boast.
Minghe shook his head happily.
Xiao Yu took Minghe and continued to count the money. Apart from the expenses they had spent on buying fabrics, needlework, flour, salt, etc. in the past few days, they still had one tael and fifteen cents of silver in their hands.
Although it's not much, they now have a small business. If they make more than ten days, they can earn almost two taels of silver, so the total is three taels and one silver.
They can buy cheap fabrics and cotton wool to withstand the first wave of cold wave in Jinxiu Village. If they continue to sell for a while, they can buy more fabrics and cotton wool to make cotton-padded clothes, and they can survive this winter.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yu was very motivated.
Early the next morning, they steamed seventy steamed buns. Once they arrived at the small pier, they were all sold out. Then they steamed eighty, ninety, one hundred buns, and one hundred buns for many days in a row. It was a business on the small wharf. The best small traders, many small traders are envious.
The old egg seller, Mrs. Liu, also knew Xiao Yu and Ming He. When Xiao Yu and Ming He were about to close the stall, she called out: "Xiao Yu."
"Hey, Granny Liu." Xiao Yu walked up to Granny Liu.
"Xiao Yu, thank you."
"Thank me for what?" Xiao Yu didn't understand.
"Your steamed buns attracted a lot of passers-by, and my eggs also sold more." It's good for Mrs. Liu to sell four or five eggs a day. Since Xiao Yu came here, she sold at least ten every day. Once Twenty more for sale.
"That's because your eggs are big and good." Xiao Yu said.
Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "You are the only one who can speak."
Xiao Yu also laughed.
"Xiao Yu." Mrs. Liu called again in a low voice.
Xiao Yu felt that Granny Liu had something to say, so he moved closer to Granny Liu.
Mrs. Liu said: "Your buns are sold out every time, and others can't sell them, so you will feel jealous and be careful of someone causing trouble."
"Okay, thank you Mrs. Liu."
"You're welcome. By the way, a few days ago you said that all the vegetables at home were picked, so how are you going to make stuffing for steamed buns?" Mrs. Liu saw that Xiao Yu and Minghe's uncle and nephew were good-looking and polite, so she was extra special care.
Xiao Yu didn't hide anything and said, "I'll go to the town to buy some and make stuffings with white radish and green vegetables."
"White radish can also be used to make steamed buns."
"Yes, I'll give it to you to taste tomorrow."
Before Mrs. Liu could answer, she heard a little voice: "Three pennies!"
She said with a smile: "Little stingy!"
Minghe knew that Mrs. Liu was teasing him, so he lay down on Xiao Yu's lap with some embarrassment, his little face buried in Xiao Yu's clothes.
Xiao Yu smiled, said a few more words to Granny Liu, and then took Minghe into Qingshi Town. He originally expected to save three taels more than one penny in ten days, but unexpectedly saved five taels, which he could just buy fabrics. , cotton wool went back to make quilts, and bought some vegetables, carrots and white radish, filling a bamboo basket full.
"Little uncle, I'll carry it too. I'll also carry the bamboo basket." Minghe was afraid of tiring his little uncle.
Xiao Yu and Minghe have been eating well and drinking well in the past few days, and their physical strength is getting better and better. Carrying a bamboo basket is not a problem, but he can't let Minghe empty-handed. He wants the children to understand that only by giving can they be rewarded, so he put a bamboo basket The big and juicy white radish was given to Minghe: "Hold it."
Minghe hugged happily.
The uncle and nephew walked out of Qingshi Town.
Minghe began to recite: "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard work."
"Yeah, good at memorizing." After discovering that Minghe's brain was extremely useful, Xiao Yu not only taught Minghe mathematics, but also taught Minghe to memorize some good poems, hoping that Minghe would grow up to be a good person.
Minghe also knew the meaning: "The meaning of the poem is to cherish food and not waste it."
"Yes, you're right, Minghe is really smart."
Minghe happily hugged the big white radish and continued to recite poems.
"Hey, I bought a lot of things." Suddenly a voice sounded from the front.
Xiao Yu and Ming He looked up at the same time and saw Yang Jiu and his wife, who were selling buns at the small pier, standing in front of them, looking straight at this side with extremely unkind eyes.
Children can feel the emotions of adults best, especially Ming He. He stood in front of Xiao Yu, holding a white radish in his two small hands, as if holding a dragon-slaying sword, aiming at Yang Jiu and his wife, fiercely Said: "Don't bully my little uncle!"
