Year twenty-nine.
The cold winter wind was raging in the border town, and heavy snow began to fall from the sky again.
The streets, alleys, and eaves of the inner city of Fengyun City are covered with snow-white and covered with ice edges.
But it can’t suppress the joy brought by the New Year.
All the large and small shops along the street have hung up red lanterns and pasted Spring Festival couplets for the occasion.
People wearing thick coats were walking on the street, with snow on their hair and shoulders, and hurriedly holding New Year goods in their arms.
When encountering someone with a good relationship or a bad relationship, you can raise your voice and chat a few words.
In the festive atmosphere, the usual grudges are temporarily eliminated.
In the Bai family grain and oil shop, shopkeeper Bai stood behind the counter and lowered his head to adjust the abacus and check the books. His whole body was much rounder than a few years ago. When he lowered his head, his neck was not visible, and only three layers of flesh folds were pressed out of his lower jaw.
It already has the appearance of Maitreya Buddha.
There were footsteps approaching at the door of the shop. Shopkeeper Bai didn't raise his eyes, and spoke in a flat and direct tone, as if he was giving an endorsement, "30 mun for polished rice, 6 mun for brown rice, 35 mun for white flour, 8 mun for black noodle, 8 mun for oil, 100 mun for salt, and 130 mun for salt." Ten coins, money in, money out, if you want to fight, think about whether you can get out of this street with your life."
state--
A sack was left on the counter.
Shopkeeper Bai subconsciously looked up, but there was no one in front of him except the sack.
"Baimi, please change the money. Please give me the real price and don't cheat me." A nice little voice came from under the counter.
Shopkeeper Bai dragged away the sack that blocked his view, leaned half of his body to look under the counter, and met a pair of dark, apricot eyes, clear and quiet.
"..."My sister-in-law! Shopkeeper Bai felt his face hurt, "A bag of white rice... three guans of money?"
A full bag of white rice weighed fifty kilograms. He calculated the price as one hundred kilograms based on the price of fully polished rice!
My sister-in-law should be satisfied, right?
Tianbao frowned, she was very satisfied, but grandpa and grandma were at the door, "My dad said it's fifty pounds here, and it's always five hundred dollars, check out."
"Okay! Wait a moment, young guest!" Shopkeeper Bai settled the accounts in person and handed the money to the little girl respectfully, "Sister-in-law, young guest, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, and there are a lot of new products in the store. White flour It's shipped from the south of the Yangtze River. Do you want some? The Shunan vermicelli tastes very good, and there's also lard. I just forgot to mention that there is a discount on lard in the store for the New Year celebrations. Would you like some?"
Tianbao looked at the shopkeeper with his eyes, said nothing, and his face was a little slumped.
She is so cruel.
My family is frugal, so my aunt saves on oil and salt when cooking. I want to buy some oil so that I can fry noodles and eat fruits during the Chinese New Year...
Shopkeeper Bai looked at the little girl's expression, this was so familiar! The Bai family's reputation can calm down ordinary gangsters, but it's not like they haven't been robbed before.
Such as Broken Knife and Du Lao.
My sister-in-law’s expression now is exactly the same as when the two were “buying” something!
Give!
This is the young master and senior sister!
If the young master were here, let alone sending some rice, flour, grains and oils, the entire shop would be emptied!
He gave it to him, and went back to the White Mansion to report to his master that the bonus at the end of the year could be increased!
Shopkeeper Bai Le Diandian went to pack vermicelli and white noodles, and took out empty cans to add oil.
At this time, a head poked out of the door frame of the shop. The old man with a wrinkled face and a kind and kind face bowed cautiously when he made eye contact with the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper shook his hand in fright and almost dropped the oil can.
"Bao, are you okay? After changing the money, let's go buy groceries." After a pause, the old man added in a low voice, "If you don't want to, take more."
"Grandma!" The little girl under the counter ran away and handed the money to the old man, "I didn't take much. Our rice is as good-looking as the polished rice in the shop. The real price is fifty kilograms, so you can be honest."
"Okay," the old man stroked the little girl's head, then handed the money to the old woman beside him who was wearing a thick coat and a scarf to protect her head from the wind and snow, "Let's go to the vegetable market."
"Let's go! I'll lead the way!" The little girl jumped to the front and led the way, with a cute expression on her face, and she didn't look like a little aunt at all.
Behind the little girl, a large group of people filed out from the place blocked by the door.
They were all dressed in coarse cloth, and one could tell at a glance that they were farming in the outer city.
An old couple, two men, three women, and three boys, plus an arrogant and irreproducible bird nest head.
Oh, he also had a vivid memory of a certain man among them. Half of the slaps he received back then were due to the man.
Shopkeeper Bai put down the oil can and went into the back of the shop, instructing the shop assistant to go to Bai Mansion immediately to report the news.
Xiao Su’s whole family came to visit the inner city!
Not only shopkeeper Bai was noticed, but also the owners of various shops along the street.
Zhao Laoer's pork shop has a particularly good business during the Chinese New Year. Except for the two "human skins" that are still hanging at the door of the shop, the good products have been sold at a high rate.
After driving away a wave of customers who wanted to buy fat meat, Zhao Laoer chopped the butcher's knife on the wooden case. The knife was embedded in the wooden case and he stood at attention.
He raised his neck and looked at the crowd passing by the shop, grinning and saying, "The little sweet baby of the Su family has brought the whole family here... With the elders here, nothing big can happen today, right?"
The owner of the small teahouse next to him took a sweat towel to wipe the snow foam on his clothes. He also stood on the front steps and stretched his neck to look, "The Chinese New Year will be here soon. Wouldn't it be more appropriate to see the excitement? But this is the little Su family. He looks quite simple, but at first glance he has a temper that is easy to bully."
"Is it easy to bully? If you have the guts, go up and try."
"If I were new here, I might as well have gone. What kind of provocations are you trying to play with me? If you have the guts, go ahead?"
The four eyes faced each other with the light of swords and shadows.
If it wasn't for the Chinese New Year, I wouldn't have let the guy opposite me go.
Pooh!
The red coat that sweet baby Tianbao is wearing today was made last year. Grandma specially made it bigger so it can still be worn this year. It has been washed clean and still looks like new.
After jumping forward a few steps, the little girl would look back, grin, and continue jumping forward.
Old Mrs. Su laughed, "This girl is six years old, but she still has the temperament of a little baby."
Old man Su had wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He was both happy and a little sad, "That's why Tianbao is happy. It's been almost six years since we came here, and this is the first time we go out to play with Tianbao."
Su Er immediately squeezed over and started firing, "Dad, Mom, look what I'm talking about? It's time to come out and have a look! Usually you two don't let go, and the children don't dare to mention it. They're already so depressed!"
"Did you hold it in yourself?" Su Da kicked him from behind and scolded him with a smile, "I've heard you yelling at me several times, what's the matter with my parents!"
"Boss, don't bother me! We can't just stay at home and start a fight on the street. Isn't this going to lead to bad guys!"
He Daxiang sighed and complained to Liu Yuelan, "He has to open his mouth very hard."
Liu Yuelan covered her lips and smiled lightly. The woman in her thirties looked at each other with sincerity, her eyebrows became more and more elegant and quiet, "They are two brothers, no one can say anything about the other."
Su Xiuer held a small basket in her hand, listening to her family members laughing and chatting in her ears, with a smile that couldn't be wiped off her face.
It's very cold, but this time is extremely precious.
Also, hearing is worse than seeing. The inner city does not seem to be as chaotic as imagined.
The people’s livelihood here is actually extremely positive and prosperous.
