Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

The streets were filled with shouting.

Cui Jingwen walked into the jewelry store happily, but soon came out dejectedly.

too expensive.

A silver hairpin actually cost at least four taels of silver. He only had enough money to buy a pair of silver earrings after copying a book, and they were ordinary style without any fancy patterns.

Cui Jingwen felt angry when he thought about the fact that his mother was still wearing the broken copper hairpin on her head when she went out this morning.

"Brother, come and take a look at the jewelry hairpins. I guarantee they are no worse than those in the jewelry store."

At the corner of the silver shop, a man called Cui Jingwen and shook out the bag in his hand. Inside, several hairpins were squeezed together and jingled.

Cui Jingwen took a casual glance and immediately became interested. These hairpins were exactly the same as those in the silver shop. He liked one of them and asked the price, which was five cents of silver!

Cui Jingwen picked out the silver hairpin he had previously taken a fancy to.

"how much is this?"

The man stretched his neck to look outside, then pulled Cui Jingwen a few steps into the alley.

He looked at his clothes without a single patch and named a price.

"Just give me three taels of silver."

Hearing the price, Cui Jingwen frowned and put the silver hairpin back.

"I only have two coins, forget it."

After that, he turned around and left.

Sure enough, this little money can’t buy a silver hairpin, so I’d better take a look at a copper hairpin.

The man suddenly became anxious and hurried to stop him.

"Two cents is fine. I'll sell it to you for two cents."

Although Cui Jingwen had never bought anything here, he knew there was something wrong with such a large price reduction, so he looked at the man warily.

"I don't want even two cents. Do I look so easy to fool?"

He grew up surrounded by fake goods from later generations. Do you think you can fool him with such a small trick?

The man's eyes rolled around, and he was about to use force when he saw him say proudly: "Your hairpin is made of iron, right? You want to trick me into thinking it's silver? I've seen your tricks many times. Move aside, don't block the way."

"It's definitely silver, look." The man breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he had been seen through. He bent the silver hairpin in a flattering manner, "Young man, you can tell I'm knowledgeable. How could I lie to you? It's definitely silver."

Cui Jingwen raised his eyebrows. It really is silver.

But he was right in one thing: he did have extraordinary knowledge.

"Then why is it so cheap?"

The man glanced at the silver shop next to him and whispered, "This is a business with no capital investment. As long as I can sell it, any price is fine."

It turned out to be stolen.

"You're selling it for a hundred coins?"

Just enough money to buy a hair ornament and some snacks for my sister.

The man gritted his teeth and said, "Sell it."

Cui Jingwen slowly took out his wallet.

I didn't expect to encounter such luck. To deal with a thief, you have to be more thief than him. He is the light of righteousness.

Before the purse could be opened, the man grabbed it and ran away.

"You want to buy a silver hairpin for a hundred coins? Do you think I'm stupid?"

In the blink of an eye, the man disappeared.

Cui Jingwen's hands were still holding the purse, and his brain didn't react.

He encountered a thief? !

"Thief! Catch the thief!"

This is the money he earned by copying books for three days. Is it easy for him?

The alleys were complicated and intricate. Cui Jingwen was both unfamiliar and familiar with the county town. Relying on his memory, he followed closely behind.

Seeing the bustling street ahead, he was so anxious that he wished he had four legs.

"Help me, help me stop him, he stole my money."

A young man in purple clothes passed by the street corner, waving a folding fan. Cui Jingwen saw him at a glance and hurriedly called out to him.

Pei Yu closed his folding fan and pointed at himself.

He? Catch the thief?

"It's you, hurry up, don't let him get away."

Pei Yu coughed lightly and slowly stretched out his foot.

The man lost control of his footing and tripped and flew several meters away.

Cui Jingwen pounced on him, pressed him down tightly, and took his purse from his hand.

"Run, why don't you run?"

After getting the purse, she turned over and sat on the man's back, counting the money in the purse. Fortunately, there was not a penny missing.

"I'm just asking you, can I buy it for a hundred coins?"

The man complained: "Yes, yes, yes."

"What about the fifty cents?"

The man gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a good price."

Cui Jingwen counted out fifty coins and took the hairpin he had chosen.

"I'll teach you a lesson. If I see you again, I'll hand you over to the authorities."

Watching the man running away without looking back, Cui Jingwen weighed the silver hairpin in his hand.

Steal his money?

Did he think he was running for an hour every day in vain these days?

Pei Yu was dumbfounded, how could he force himself to buy or sell something with the thief?

Cui Jingwen clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your generosity. My last name is Cui. May I know yours?"

Pei Yu covered the cough at the corner of his mouth and lowered his head slightly: "My last name is Pei."

"Thank you, Brother Pei."

After saying this, he counted out twenty copper coins, grabbed his hand and stuffed them into it.

"I don't have much money either, Brother Pei, please don't think it's too little."

Pei Yu looked at the hand holding her wrist, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Cui Jingwen didn't notice his abnormality. Judging from the time, his sister should have finished shopping.

After saying goodbye to Pei Yu, he strode towards the bookstore.

Fifty cents in exchange for a silver hairpin.

It has to be him.

However, the young man just now, who looked gentle and elegant, with a jade pendant hanging around his waist, was pitifully thin, and his wrists were even thinner than Zhao Zhao's.

It seems that even the young master of a wealthy family can't afford to eat.

The skin is quite delicate though.

Pei Yu looked at his wrist, unable to recover for a long time.

He has been weak since childhood, has never made friends, and no one dares to play with him. This is the first time he has been so close to people of the same age.

It feels wonderful.

"Master, Master, I've bought the meat buns."

A servant holding two meat buns squeezed out of the crowd.

Pei Yu took it and ate it slowly.

The servant watched him finish a meat bun in a few bites and advised with a sad face: "Master, please eat less."

"It doesn't matter. I just made some money."

He stretched out his hand, and on his palm was a row of copper coins.

The servant was stunned, so he left for a while. Where did the young master earn twenty cents?

I reacted quickly and almost got led astray.

"It's not about money. Old Doctor Xu has told you not to eat meat."

"I rinse my mouth after eating."

The servant had a headache. They came from the capital to seek medical treatment. The young master always ate meat secretly. When would this illness be cured?

The copper coin in his palm was warm, and Pei Yu ate the meat bun with a smile on his face.