This is his only source of income.
Gu Qingcheng smiled faintly and nodded, watching Xiao Duozi leave.
"Executor, why doesn't he want that dime?"
Huoshui saw the whole process and was a little puzzled: isn't one dime more than one cent?
Why do some people still complain about having too much money?
"Because ten cents is more, and one cent is less!" Gu Qingcheng said quietly.
Huoshui:...Isn’t this nonsense?
Humph, if you don’t tell me, I can’t go and peek?
The disaster has a God's perspective. In addition to following Gu Qingcheng, it can also monitor other people and places like a universal camera.
It quietly turned on the God's perspective and chased Xiao Duozi.
When Xiao Duozi returned to the shop, Shopkeeper Yu asked directly, "Did you give me the reward?"
Xiao Duozi respectfully took out the copper coin and said, "Here you go! Ms. Gu gave me a penny!"
Shopkeeper Yu curled his lips, "How stingy! You have the nerve to give me even a penny. Forget it, just keep it for yourself!"
If it was a dime, Manager Yu would have confiscated it.
But if he accepted even a penny, it would seem very mean, and it would be embarrassing.
He is running a business, so his reputation cannot be too bad!
Troublemaker: ...
It seemed to understand a little.
"Hiss! This Gu Qingcheng is so smart and sharp that it's shocking."
"I hope she won't fall below the bottom line again..."
The smarter a person is, the more destructive the damage he or she can do when doing evil.
Huoshui is a good leader with values and bottom line. He doesn't want to see Gu Qingcheng really become a villain!
…
After sending Xiao Duozi away, Gu Qingcheng did not continue to feel sentimental.
She untied the bundled bedding and spread it on the bed.
The bedding is thick and feels soft.
"There's cotton in this!"
However, cotton was not a crop in Gu Qingcheng's time.
The quilt she covered herself with was filled with silk floss, which was made from silk.
Silk cotton is also very warm, but it is too expensive and ordinary people cannot afford it.
The "silk cotton" they use is made of some broken silk or even grass fluff.
Its warmth-keeping effect is greatly reduced.
"This cotton is pretty good!"
At least in this time and space, ordinary people can afford it.
"Cotton originated in Gaochang. In your time, it would have taken one or two hundred years for it to be discovered."
The source of trouble has come out again to popularize science.
Gu Qingcheng silently memorized the place name "Gaochang" in her heart.
After making the bedding and tidying the room, it was already evening.
At noon, Gu Qingcheng and two soldiers rode a rickshaw around the city.
I just bought a few buns on the roadside and ate them casually.
In the afternoon, he wandered around the university for half a day, rented a room, bought things, etc. Gu Qingcheng was tired and hungry.
Li Yaozong's stomach had been rebelling for a long time.
However, in just half a month, the little guy experienced one misfortune after another.
He is no longer the spoiled young master.
He learned to read people's faces and to endure.
Or maybe Gu Qingcheng was hungry herself, and when she heard the duet of growling, she realized that it was time for dinner again.
"Yaozong, you must be hungry! What do you want to eat? Mother——"
The words "I'll do it for you" were still on her lips, but Gu Qingcheng swallowed them back.
Uh, I was only busy buying bedding, but forgot to buy pots and pans, as well as food, meat, eggs, seasonings, etc.
Moreover, even if she bought these things, Gu Qingcheng would not do it.
She was a noble lady from an aristocratic family. Even if she "cooked" herself, the cook would wash and cut the ingredients, and the fire-making girl would light the stove. Then she would only take care of the last step -
Either boil, steam or bake!
In the previous world, she learned how to cook.
Back to reality, she didn't do it herself, but stood aside and directed the cooks to work.
She can't make fire, cook...
Otherwise, let’s go out to eat.
Once she settles down, she can hire a maid who can cook and do housework.
Gu Qingcheng thought secretly.
Peng!
Pumbaa!
Just when Gu Qingcheng was about to take Li Yaozong out, there was a knock on the door.
Gu Qingcheng's heart skipped a beat: It's a private house with a widowed mother and an orphan. Will there be any thugs coming to cause trouble?
She carefully held Li Yaozong's hand and walked to the door cautiously.
"Who?"
"Oh, it's me!"
Aunt Zhu?
Gu Qingcheng came to unbolt the door and opened half of it, just in time to see Aunt Zhu holding a tray with a plate of steaming dumplings on it.
"I just noticed you only bought bedding, not pots, pans, or utensils. My family happens to be making dumplings today, so I sent you some."
"Eat them while they're hot! My dumplings, although vegetarian, are wrapped with Fuqiang flour and are incredibly delicious!"
Aunt Zhu's face was full of smiles, and her enthusiasm was overwhelming.
Gu Qingcheng looked at Aunt Zhu's smiling face, then at the plate of steaming dumplings, and her heart was slightly touched again.
This city is really full of the flavor of life.
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