Chapter 337 Madam, come and help me
Mo Jinchuan nodded, and decisively chopped the part chosen by the old lady with the knife in his hand. He took the meat with one hand and put down the knife with the other hand to take the hemp rope placed on the corner of the chopping board.
Punching holes and threading ropes are done in one go.
If you don’t know, you might think he is the owner of this butcher shop.
Song Yanxi watched from afar, moved a small stool and planned to sit somewhere where she would not be in the way.
Nothing else, just watching the show.
She wanted to see what other surprises their Prince Jin had that she didn't know about before.
The good show didn't end up happening, and I ended up just singing along on stage.
It was because when the old lady took out the money, she casually asked, "You look young, aren't you married yet?"
Mo Jinchuan smiled and said, "You look young. You'll be thirty soon."
Listening from afar, Song Yanxi thought to herself that something was wrong.
Sure enough, the next moment, he turned around and shouted at her, "Madam, come over and give me a hand."
"Ah?" The old lady's expression was slightly disappointed, and it was obvious that she didn't expect that he had already married.
He said he wanted her to lend a hand, but when Song Yanxi was about to do it, Mo Jinchuan stopped her and said, "Madam, don't dirty your hands."
Song Yanxi raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him with a smile.
Does he want to listen to what he is saying?
If she is not allowed to get involved, why call her?
The lady next to her smiled and handed the copper coin to Song Yanxi, "Big sister, you are so lucky."
The people waiting to buy meat at the back quickly followed suit.
Song Yanxi then realized that a group of people had gathered around the meat stall. Most of them were aunts and ladies, and there were also a few shy girls who only dared to take a sneak peek.
It's obvious that these people are not here for the meat.
Of course, it wasn't directed at her.
Seeing the scene in front of her, Song Yanxi felt a pang of pain in her teeth.
Aunt Wu was right. As a "man", she was indeed a magnet for attention.
Before going out, she should have asked the old lady for another headscarf to cover her face that always attracted a lot of admirers.
Having stayed in the mountains all day these days, exposed to the wind and sun, Mo Jinchuan's skin color looked darker than his previous sickly white color. It was exactly the wheat color that the young girls and wives in the town liked most.
Coupled with the short but manly stubble on his chin, he looks better and better the more you look at him.
Yes, he is married and has a wife, who is still by his side.
But so what?
They just looked and did nothing.
Besides, they also bought meat, so it’s not like they were just watching for free!
With the help of his handsome face, most of the pigs on the stall were sold quickly.
The world was not at peace, and no one had much money, so most people bought food in the form of a few taels to feed their children.
Those who can afford three or two taels are considered wealthy.
On weekdays, a pig can be sold for three or four days, and during the New Year holidays, only half a pig can be sold in one day. Today's results can be said to be abundant.
Song Yanxi was helping to collect copper coins. She couldn't speak and could only smile at the customers. After half an hour, her face was almost stiff from smiling.
On the other hand, Mo Jinchuan, despite being busy with cutting meat and weighing things, remained calm and composed.
She couldn't help but sigh: "People are really incomparable."
The man who was busy cutting the meat suddenly turned around and asked her, "What did you say just now?"
Song Yanxi shook her head subconsciously.
When she came to her senses, a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.
There are no outsiders around right now, and this guy is addicted to acting?
As if not noticing her change in expression, Mo Jinchuan continued to talk to himself, "The remaining half of the pig is basically untouched. I plan to take it all. What do you think, my lady?"
Song Yanxi widened her eyes slightly and was so anxious that she almost spoke.
The other person was just so polite, does he really want it?
Mo Jinchuan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked with a smile: "What's with that look, ma'am? Do you really think I want to eat for free?"
Giving money won't work.
The rabbits and pheasants we caught before were all hunted in the mountains, so that was still acceptable.
Suddenly carrying half a pig back to the village, is life over?
The old couple are honest, not stupid.
Suddenly, Song Yanxi thought of the couple who got off the ox cart halfway, and something suddenly flashed in her mind.
Could this person have done this on purpose?
He paraded through the city on a bullock cart with such a big tiger, and took the initiative to help people sell meat and half a pig, as if he was afraid of not attracting other people's attention.
He used to be very cautious in his actions.
She couldn't think of any other possibility except that it was intentional.
Well, he wouldn't hurt her after all.
After realizing this, Song Yanxi no longer worried about how to explain it and just waited patiently.
Soon, the butcher came out with an excited look on his face and told them that the tiger skin had been completely peeled off.
He then pushed out the wooden cart that his family usually used to carry pigs, and helped Mo Jinchuan lift Tiger up, reminding him, "This is a rare item. Push it around the street for a few laps first. Don't rush to buy it, just compare it."
Mo Jinchuan thanked him and walked out with Song Yanxi.
After walking a few steps, he thought of something and turned back to ask, "Brother Luo, can you come over and help remove the bones? I need to keep the tiger bones."
Luo Yidao agreed immediately and hurriedly called someone to help look after the stall. His anxious look clearly showed that he was afraid that the other party would go back on his word.
If he hadn't thought that the incomplete meat couldn't prove it was a tiger, he would have had the nerve to speak up long ago.
A group of three people pushed a cart and paraded through the streets.
Before he reached the end of the street, the tiger skin was bought by a wealthy man for three hundred and eighty taels.
The tiger meat was divided up by two restaurants and a cloth shop owner for a total price of 260 taels.
As for the tiger bones, people who wanted them lined up in a long queue, but all they got was Mo Jinchuan's refusal to sell them.
Everyone sighed and left.
Only the cloth shop owner who had just bought tiger meat stood by and refused to leave.
He asked tentatively, "Brother, could you please sell me some of this tiger bone? I don't want much, just a small section to soak in wine."
He sighed softly and said with embarrassment: "You two don't know, my mother has been suffering from back pain for many years and can't get out of bed, otherwise I wouldn't be able to open my mouth."
"Can."
Mo Jinchuan agreed so readily that the owner of the cloth shop even suspected that he was hallucinating.
He was startled and said quickly, "Brother, just name a price."
"I don't want silver."
"This..." The cloth shop owner looked hesitant.
If you don't want money, that would be difficult.
Just when he didn't know how to start, he heard Mo Jinchuan ask, "Does your cloth shop make ready-made clothes?"
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Half an hour later, the two left the cloth shop empty-handed.
The owner of the cloth shop personally sent them to the street, his face almost broken with laughter.
He said, "The items you two have selected will be delivered to Luo's shop later. Please come often when you have time."
The level of enthusiasm even made Song Yanxi feel like she had spent a large sum of money on their house.
She turned her head and looked at Mo Jinchuan, her eyes asking if they had chosen too many things.
There were eight cotton-padded jackets and eight undershirts, eight pairs of shoes and some socks, and even a few purses and handkerchiefs.
If she hadn't stopped him, this guy would have taken off even his underwear...
Thinking of this, Song Yanxi quickly withdrew her thoughts and felt her face getting very hot.
Mo Jinchuan looked straight ahead: "Not much."
Fine, since he was the one who killed the tiger, the shopkeeper is happy about it.
Song Yanxi followed behind him, and the two of them ran to the rice and flour shop as quickly as possible and bought a bag each. They also bought some kerosene and salt and seasonings needed in the kitchen, and finally returned home with a full load.
As she waited for the bullock cart to arrive, she took stock of her purchases and suddenly realized what they had forgotten.
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