If you ask me, I won't even have pants to wear when the time comes. ”
Another old man selling boiled eggs also nodded repeatedly, "Who said it wasn't? I'm just selling it for a profit!"
In the end, I couldn't even put a penny into my pocket, so I gave it all away for free. ”
Yun Nian'an has a supernatural body, so naturally she heard a lot of people talking about her family, but what can she do?
Old Man Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead. Many children opened their eyes wide after eating.
There are even many children who have no idea what pig offal is, but they know that it tastes delicious.
One by one, they began to take out money from their pockets to buy things. Old Man Yun and Old Third Yun were very busy. Yun Nian'an saw this and jumped off the ox cart to help.
One of the little fat boys tilted his head and looked at Yun Nian'an.
"You don't look that old to me! Why do you still want to help with the work?"
Yun Nian'an looked up and saw the fat boy standing next to him, "My grandfather and father are too busy, so of course I have to help.
You have to share the burden with your family members, right? You can't just watch them being so busy, right? ”
When the little fat boy heard this, he frowned and looked puzzled, "Why don't you find some servants? Then your grandfather and father won't be so busy."
Yun Nian'an covered his head when he heard this, it turned out that the little fat boy couldn't tell the difference between grains!
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the fat boy in front of me, "You said it's easy, but you pay for it.
It is not easy for farmers to earn money, so where can they hire people?
Is it possible that the servants you are talking about were born in poor farmers' families like us, so they work as servants for rich families like you?
The little fat boy in front of him nodded vigorously after hearing what Yun Nian'an said, and felt that what the little girl said was right.
Is the pig head meat in your home the pig’s brain? ”
Yun Nian'an nodded his head when he heard this. He always felt that the little fat boy in front of him seemed to be making small talk and didn't want to pay any attention to what he was saying.
I thought that after all I was setting up a stall, and I couldn’t afford to offend these rich young men.
He quickly said to the chubby boy in front of him, "I'll get you a piece for you to try."
The fat boy nodded his head when he heard this. He couldn't squeeze into the box at all just now. Yun Nian'an took a piece of paper, put a bamboo stick on it and handed it to the fat boy.
The little fat boy took the bamboo skewer from Yun Nian'an's hand and started eating.
He narrowed his eyes and said, "It's delicious! It's delicious. Give me eight or ten servings."
Yun Nian'an looked at the little fat boy in front of him, and then looked at the empty bucket.
"Don't give me eight or ten portions. Give me two portions and eat them first."
The little fat boy listened to Yun Nian'an say and nodded obediently.
Yun Nian'an glanced at his father and said, "Dad, give him two more servings."
Yun Lao San nodded repeatedly when he heard this. Old Yun beside him smiled so well that wrinkles appeared on his face.
I was worried that I wouldn't be able to sell it, but I never thought it would be so popular.
The children gathered in a circle and were all noisy.
This one wants one, and that one also wants one.
Yun Lao San was busy collecting money and gifts, and sometimes he even forgot whether he had collected any money or not.
Even after all three wooden barrels were empty, there were still many children surrounding the stall, staring at Old Man Yun eagerly.
Old Man Yun slapped his thigh and said, "Hey, kids, we only have a few today. We'll bring more tomorrow."
The children heard nothing and left with a look of regret on their faces.
I was wondering why I couldn’t squeeze in a little bit, otherwise I would have been able to enjoy this delicious meal.
Most of the kids would try it before buying it, but there were too many kids.
Old Man Yun was panting from exhaustion, so he sat down next to the ox cart to catch his breath.
Many people around cast envious, jealous and hateful glances at her; even the auntie selling pancakes next door felt bad.
Before, she had thought that selling pig offal and pig heads was not very profitable, but then she saw so many children buying them.
But the kids are all stupid. They want to eat pig offal even when no one else wants to eat it. I really don’t understand.
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