After entering the book, the young cannon fodder brought his short-lived mother to fly happily

Today is not a market day, Zhao Susu was embarrassed for a moment and took Meng Yu out.

Six pheasant eggs and about two pounds of freshly picked mushrooms were carried in the hands, and a fat pheasant was placed in a small old backpack covered with some grass.

She thought that Ayu had never been to town since she was a child, so since she wanted to go, she would take her there, even though she could hardly go there more than twice a year.

Along the way, Meng Yu was led by the hand. Zhao Susu tried to hug her several times but was rejected. She insisted on walking by herself.

It's not that she is childish, it's just that her legs are too short. If she doesn't jump to speed up, she will slow down Zhao Susu.

She wanted to go to town early.

Zhao Susu was surprised. Ah Yu was so young, but she could actually walk to the town by herself? That was two miles away. Was the child worried about her?

When she arrived in the town, Zhao Susu was a little at a loss as she was not familiar with the town.

Meng Yu could see through her embarrassment at a glance. In her original memory, this mother had hardly ever left the village, and because of her scumbag father, she hardly ever communicated with others.

She shook Zhao Susu's hand and said, "Mom, let's go!"

Zhao Susu came to her senses and walked forward with courage.

If it wasn't market day, she wouldn't know where to sell these things.

She had promised Ayu that she would sell these in exchange for some rice and flour for Ayu to eat, but now she was almost completely in the dark.

Meng Yu felt something wet in her little hands. Was her mother so nervous that her palms were sweating?

She felt a little amused, but also felt sorry for Zhao Susu. She quickly shook her hand and pointed forward, her soft and tender childish voice revealing innocence: "Mom, there are so many people there!"

Zhao Susu followed the direction of her finger and found a restaurant.

Pheasants, pheasant eggs, and mushrooms, these should be what the restaurant wants, right?

Zhao Susu hesitated for a moment and then took Meng Yu's hand and walked over.

The waiter took a look at them and probably thought that the mother and daughter did not look like they were here to eat, so he turned away and stopped looking at them.

Meng Yu ran forward, grabbed the waiter's trouser leg, and looked up at him: "Brother, you want pheasants here, right?"

The waiter frowned. Why was this kid running around? He was about to pull him away, but when he lowered his head, he saw a pair of wet eyes. The little face was looking up with an innocent look, and a small tuft on the top of his head was shaking.

Whose child is this? He is as thin as a monkey?

He looked at Zhao Susu again. This woman was also very thin. She was holding something in her hands and carrying a bamboo basket on her back. He immediately understood that this mother and daughter were not here to eat, but to sell mountain products!

Thinking of his own poor background, he felt a little soft in his heart: "What pheasant? How big is it?"

Zhao Susu quickly put down the backpack and pushed aside the grass.

The waiter took a look and said, "Wait, I'll go ask the shopkeeper!"

The waiter walked into the restaurant and came out with a man after a while. The man was in his thirties and was dressed much better than the waiter. He looked down at Zhao Susu and said with a condescending look after a moment: "We are not in short supply of pheasants! If you really want to sell them, I'll give you twenty cents, no more!"

Meng Yu didn't know the price, but she glanced at the waiter, who also looked at the shopkeeper in surprise. She immediately understood and pulled Zhao Susu: "Mother, we don't sell it. Let's go! Let's go!"

Zhao Susu, who never had a penny in her hand throughout the year, thought that twenty cents was quite a lot. After all, she picked up the pheasant for free. However, when Meng Yu pulled her away, she did not hesitate.

She is weak, but she is not stupid. The shopkeeper's attitude clearly shows that he is trying to lower the price.

The shopkeeper snorted, "Twenty cents is already a lot. You can't get this price anywhere else! You really don't know how to appreciate a good person!"

Zhao Susu resisted the urge to look back.

The shopkeeper saw that she had actually left and coughed, "How about this, I'll give you an extra five cents?"

Meng Yu was walking very fast in front, 25? Who was he scolding?

Just as Zhao Susu was feeling a little moved, she was pulled away by her.

Until he was out of sight, Meng Yu pouted: "This man is bad, mother, this man is bullying!"

Zhao Susu touched Meng's little tuft of hair with amusement, and A Yu's strength became stronger.

"Mother, how much is one tael of silver?"

"One thousand coins."

"What can I buy with twenty cents?"

Zhao Susu paused: "Maybe... I can have a meal of white noodles!"

Meng Yu stopped asking. She felt that her mother's understanding of money might not be so accurate. She should just look at it herself.

Baiwu Town is not big. There are seven villages under it. There is only one main street in the town, and the street is shaped like the Chinese character "非".

Meng Yu almost dragged Zhao Susu to find the next restaurant.

After more than thirty meters, I saw another one.

This business is worse than the previous one.

After the first experience, Zhao Susu became bolder. She took the initiative to ask the waiter who was dozing off out of boredom at the door: "Waiter, does your family sell mountain products?" Although she was a little embarrassed and her voice was a little small, she still spoke completely.

"Come on, come on. Can't you see we don't have any customers here? What kind of mountain products do you want?" The waiter's attitude was not as good as before. Not only did he look at people with the sidelong eyes, but his tone was also very bad.

Zhao Susu was suddenly at a loss and took two steps back.

Meng Yu was very angry. She frowned and raised her voice: "You are not the shopkeeper!"

The waiter immediately got angry: "I said no, so get out of here!"

"I won't leave, you are a bad guy, you are a big bad guy!"

"Hey, you little brat, you dare to shout at me? I'll beat you to death!" As he said that, he raised his hand and fanned Meng Yu.

Meng Yu stepped back and his hand hit nothing.

Zhao Susu also became anxious: "If you don't want it, then don't want it. Why do you hit the child?"

"What's the matter?" The voice here attracted the shopkeeper who was also idle inside.

The waiter said arrogantly, "They want to take advantage of us!"

Meng Yu blabbered, "We are not bad guys. Your restaurant is going to close!"

She called out loudly, with a clear childish voice. The shopkeeper looked at Zhao Susu unhappily and said, "Why does your child curse people to close the restaurant as soon as she opens her mouth?"

Zhao Susu also felt that this was not a good thing to say: "I'm sorry, we, we just want to sell some mountain products, children don't know better, we'll leave now!"

Meng Yu turned around and said to the shopkeeper: "Uncle, with him here, the restaurant has to close, and all the guests have been driven away by him!"

The waiter was so angry that he wanted to hit someone again.

The shopkeeper looked at him and said, "Why are you fussing over a child?" He glanced at Zhao Susu and said, "What mountain goods are you looking for? Bring them here and let me see!"

"Pheasant, mushrooms, pheasant eggs!"

Zhao Susu had given up hope, but after hearing this, she quickly took off the backpack.

Take a look at the fat pheasant, it seems quite fresh, and then look at the mushrooms, they are actually wild mushrooms with thick texture?

He asked, “How much are you going to sell these for?”

The waiter came over immediately and said, "Manager Qian, we don't have many customers here. Why are you still buying these? Are you buying them for us to eat?"

He acted as if he was not a waiter but the boss, and his tone was full of aggressive questioning!