"Okay, give me three."
Yang Baiyi didn't bargain and paid the money directly.
Under the envious gazes of the children around him, he handed a string to Yang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wanru, and took one himself and took a bite. The sour and sweet taste stimulated his entire mouth.
In fact, Yang Baiyi doesn’t like sour food, mainly because he hasn’t eaten candied haws for a long time.
Sometimes when we eat something, it’s not about how much we like it, but mainly about the feeling of eating it.
"This stuff is not good for hunger, and it's super expensive. Just buy a bunch for Xiaoxiao."
Lin Wanru smiled like a flower, but she still complained that Yang Baiyi didn't know how to live.
"Try it, it's delicious. Don't girls like sour and sweet things?
Actually it’s not that expensive. The candied haws are coated with syrup. White sugar is so expensive nowadays!
Most people would not take it out except when there is a woman in confinement after childbirth or when there are distinguished guests.
What Yang Baiyi said was true. Nowadays, white sugar and brown sugar are still strategic materials and have always been scarce among the people.
That is Yang Baiyi, who also makes sugar color when cooking, so much so that Lin Wanru forgets the scarcity of white sugar.
"Okay, okay, what you said makes sense, okay? But you're quite lively! How do you know that girls like to eat sour and sweet things?"
Lin Wanru had no intention of letting Yang Baiyi go.
"How would I know all this? I just saw Xiaoxiao really likes to eat, and I also heard her say that Erya also likes sweet and sour food.
Aren’t the wild fruits on the mountain sweet and sour? They ate a lot of them.”
Yang Baiyi wanted to slap himself in the face. He knew that talking too much would lead to mistakes, but he still couldn't control his habit of talking too much.
I was just thinking about showing off in front of my sweetheart, and when I got excited, people caught me making grammatical errors.
When Yang Xiaoxiao heard her brother mention her, she raised her head and looked at her brother in confusion.
If her mouth hadn't been occupied by the candied haws, Yang Xiaoxiao would have definitely asked Yang Baiyi, "When did I ever tell Erya that she likes sweet and sour food? Erya can't stand sour food at all."
But the little girl's mouth was full of candied haws, and they would fall out as soon as she opened her mouth. After trying twice, she failed to correct Yang Baiyi's mistake.
"Alright! I'm just kidding. Look how nervous you are."
Seeing Yang Baiyi scratching his head anxiously, Lin Wanru giggled.
"Let's go a little further."
Yang Baiyi touched his nose and ended the topic tactfully.
The three of them ate as they walked around, not only candied haws, but also rice cakes and potato cakes, which are very ethnic in style.
The sweet and soft taste instantly captured the hearts of Yang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wanru.
Seeing how much they were enjoying the meal, Yang Baiyi bought some more so that they could have some when they got home.
I'm going to the farm in a couple of days, so I'd like to bring some with me for my grandparents to taste.
When you get home, you can put them in your space without worrying about them going bad. A space where time stands still is the best preservative.
There are also tailor shops on the street that sell Korean-style clothing.
"How is it? Do you like it?"
Yang Baiyi, carrying a lot of bags, asked the dazzled Lin Wanru.
"I like it, but I can't wear it out! It's definitely weird in the eyes of others, and then they'll accuse me of being a remnant of feudalism, which wouldn't be worth it."
Lin Wanru reluctantly averted her gaze.
Although it is a national costume, it is more similar to the clothing of the Ming Dynasty. If you really have to wear a hat, even if you can explain it clearly, it will still be very troublesome.
Yang Xiaoxiao, the little foodie, was still eating the rice cake in her hand. She was not very interested in these colorful clothes. The little girl thought that the braid she was wearing was already very beautiful.
"Well, it's not too late to buy it when society becomes more open. Then you can buy whatever you want to wear."
In fact, there are two stores selling Hanfu in Yang Baiyi's space. His space is big enough, and he collected them when he was collecting supplies on the street.
Later, I bought a few Korean drums and small winnowing basket pendants at a stall selling folk handicrafts.
It was small and exquisite, and looked particularly cute. Yang Xiaoxiao and Lin Wanru couldn't move when they arrived in front of the stall.
"Buy a few and hang them up at home. They look festive."
Without waiting for Lin Wanru and Yang Xiaoxiao to speak, Yang Baiyi took the initiative to propose.
"Well, I think it looks pretty good too."
Lin Wanru smiled instantly.
The three of them walked from the beginning to the end of the street, and Yang Baiyi had a lot of things hanging on his body.
"Okay, we've almost finished shopping. I won't be able to finish shopping if we continue. Why don't we go to the state-owned restaurant for dinner?"
Yang Baiyi was carrying a lot of bags and couldn't even look at his watch. He could only look up at the sky. The sun was about to set.
"Okay, let's eat."
The two beauties, big and small, looked at the spoils hanging on Yang Baiyi's body, and prepared to withdraw their troops with satisfaction.
"Master, can I put the things on your tricycle first? We'll finish our meal and then take your car back."
There happened to be a tricycle waiting for work at the entrance of the state-owned restaurant, so Yang Baiyi planned to put his things on the tricycle first.
In this era, people are simple and honest, and their ideological awareness is generally high, so they are not afraid that the tricycle driver will take away their things.
The state-owned restaurant was filled with tables, and the narrow aisles were bustling with people, so it was indeed not very convenient to carry so many things in.
"That won't do. What if a customer comes out after dinner and wants to take a ride? Wouldn't that delay my work?"
When eating at a state-owned restaurant, there are usually very few people riding bicycles, which is one of the few good times for tricycles, so the tricycle driver refused without hesitation.
"Master, how about this? I'll give you ten cents as compensation for your lost wages.
After we finish our meal, you take us to the guesthouse and I will give you another dime.
The three of us don't drink, and you won't have to wait long, so it's quite suitable."
Yang Baiyi thought about it and decided to book a tricycle in advance. It was only one cent, which was not a drop in the bucket for Yang Baiyi who had been to the black market twice.
If you finish your meal and all the tricycles at the door have left and it is dark, it will be inconvenient to find a car.
Although the county town is not big and I can easily get there with my physical fitness, I still have a little burden.
I was carrying so many things and I didn't have any hands free to carry her.
"Okay, then, go in and eat. I'll wait for you no matter how long it takes. Just don't worry about the food. I'll keep an eye on it for you. Not a single cent will be lost."
When the tricycle driver heard about such a good thing, he immediately agreed.
It's almost dark. By the time the car is ready for business, I can only do two jobs at most. Now I can earn two wages for one job. I can send the person to the guesthouse, and if I'm lucky, I can even do another job. Only a fool would refuse this.
"Okay, here's ten cents, keep it."
Yang Baiyi was also a straightforward person. After putting the things on the tricycle, he took out a dime from his pocket and gave it to the tricycle driver.
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