Mother!Do you want to change your father?

Chapter 164 An Unusual Customer

Inside the shop, Wei Zijun stopped by the sickle stand, looked at the shopkeeper and turned his head, "Is this the only kind of sickle here? Or is this the only kind in your shop?"

"Returning to Madam, there is only one kind here, it seems that we all have this kind in the Mingli Kingdom, right? Madam, have you seen other styles elsewhere?" the shopkeeper asked humbly.

I'm also curious, sickle, this lady also has different opinions and can give me some advice?
Wei Zijun thought, on the other side of Qicheng, he was visiting the farm tool store in Dama City in the first month of this year. He noticed the problem of the farm tools, and told the shopkeeper according to the idea that came to his mind. A shop tried to customize the style she mentioned, and not many farmers used it for the first time, so it is normal that it has not been promoted or spread.

"Well, as the saying goes, people hold sickles in their hands for three days in the beginning of autumn. There are no young or old in the autumn harvest. Each person has a sickle. The sickle is an indispensable agricultural tool for farmers. However, the style of the sickle should not be limited to this one. A sickle of this length is suitable for bean cutting. Grass, however, with longer stalks, is more suitable for harvesting crops such as wheat, corn, and sorghum.

You see, if it is used to harvest grass, the handle should be longer, so that the user can operate independently, isn't it more labor-saving? "Wei Zijun said as he took a sickle to demonstrate.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper reached out and took a sickle on the counter, imitating Wei Zijun's action: "Hey? It seems to be true, but why has no one thought of this for generations of farmers in private households?"

He was engrossed in listening to Wei Zijun's words, immersed in the virtual attempt, completely oblivious to the scene that happened behind him the moment he picked up the sickle.

But the boy who brought the tea saw it, and saw that the moment the shopkeeper picked up the sickle, almost at the same time, behind the man next to the lady, the sharp-eyed attendant drew half of the knife at his waist come out.

The man seemed to have seen that as long as the sickle in the shopkeeper's hand was a little closer to the lady, the attendant's knife would be able to cut it immediately. Of course, he was not sure whether to cut the shopkeeper's arm or head.

Fortunately, with the scene he experienced in the backyard just now, the guy who was already in a cold sweat didn't drop the tea set in his hand on the ground just now.

The staff couldn't guess the identity of this special guest. He only knew that the identity must be very special, and it must be higher than the identity of the county government lord.Because when the county government master came out, he didn't see such a battle. When he went to make tea, there were people staring at him for fear of poisoning him. Emma, ​​it's too scary.

What made him even more puzzled was, how could this unusual guest, who was also a female guest, be so interested in farm tools?

Looking at her hand holding the sickle, it is more delicate than the mutton fat jade of Dongjia's treasure. Looking at it, I worry about whether the burrs on the handle of the sickle have been cleaned, so as not to pierce others.

"Shopkeeper, the tea is ready." The clerk calmed down, and he could hear the vibrato even when the voice came out.

"Okay, got it, ma'am, why don't you sit down and sip tea first, moisten your throat and continue watching?" the shopkeeper asked cautiously.

Wei Zijun nodded, put down the sickle in his hand, but did not immediately sit down and drink tea, but looked around, and then went to the table and sat down.

The tea is placed on a small square table with only one chair. In fact, the shopkeeper sits and drinks some cheap leaf tea when he is free.

At this moment, the little guy was frightened before, and his brain became more active. He didn't need to ask the shopkeeper, so he hurriedly moved the chairs in the back hall.

There were three chairs, and the shopkeeper hesitated for a moment but did not sit down: "Master and Madam, I really don't have a better tea reception, please forgive me."

"Well, Qingyajian? It's really good to be able to drink this tea in this kind of place." He Zexu picked it up, smelled it, and then said the name of the tea.

This made the shopkeeper even more impressed: "That's right, that's right, it's not just Qingyajian. I heard my boss said it, but I didn't remember it for a while."

Wei Zijun also took a few sips and moistened his throat: "Shopkeeper, I'm really interested in farming and farm tools, so I couldn't hold back a few words just now, and I didn't want to buy any farm tools, so please tell the shopkeeper No wonder."

"What are you talking about Madam, what Madam said, you can really understand it when you hear it. The advice you just gave can make our shop earn money and benefit more farmers. I'm here to replace it." Master, on behalf of the householders, thank you Madam for your guidance." After saying this, the shopkeeper tidied up his clothes and bowed respectfully to Wei Zijun and his wife.

I want to know where they are from. It may be exaggerated to say that the owner will come to thank you, but at least let the owners and households who benefit from it know who to thank!
However, looking at the posture of these two and their entourage, the wise shopkeeper chose to give up this plan.

"The shopkeeper is polite." Wei Zijun didn't say any special polite words.

The shopkeeper was able to listen to it, and served him with good tea from his boss's collection, which was enough to prove that he was not perfunctory to deal with her, so she was quite happy.

After drinking a cup of tea, the husband and wife got up and left. The shopkeeper and the waiter kept watching for a long time, and they could not be seen before entering the shop.

"Look at the shop, I'll go to the blacksmith shop." The shopkeeper explained.

"Ah, so urgent? Go now?" the man blurted out.

"What do you know, what if I forget what the madam told me? Wouldn't it be a waste of her kind advice?" After speaking, the shopkeeper rushed out of the shop excitedly.

The clerk curled his lips, turned his head and saw the teapot on the small table, and then at the shopkeeper who was walking away, and quickly poured a cup of good tea that the owner wanted to taste, which was ten taels of silver.

Bringing the teacup to his mouth, he suddenly thought that this teacup was used by the lady, so he quickly put it down, took out a bowl from the compartment, poured a bowl and drank it.

It's not that he dislikes the teacup used by that lady, but that using that lady's teacup is disrespectful and blasphemy to that lady.

Half a bowl into the belly, smashed it, smashed it, shook his head, such an expensive tea, I didn't think it was particularly delicious, it was similar to the leaf tea from the shopkeeper.Hey, I don't know what rich people think, expensive things are good things, but it's just a trick of the tea seller!

Don't ask him how he knew, his uncle's family brewed wine, the wine from the same vat was poured into a better wine jar, and the same yellow mud was used to seal it, but the straps tied to the jar were of different textures, tied with red silk. The wine in a better wine jar sells for one tael more than the wine in an ugly wine jar tied with ordinary red cloth strips.

Every time someone came to buy it, he deliberately told his aunt loudly not to give the wrong one to the customer, and the red silk is good wine.

On the contrary, customers who buy wine will believe it!

Hmph, isn't it just that people are stupid and have a lot of money!

A group of people who left from the farm tool shop wandered to the end of the street quickly, and stopped in front of a sesame seed shop. They got a little hungry after shopping around, and Wei Zijun invited everyone to eat sesame seed cakes together.

The freshly baked sesame seed cakes are full of fragrance, and they are crispy and slag-free after one bite.

The owner of the biscuit shop, did not expect that this man is handsome and handsome, and the woman looks like a fairy, but her temperament is definitely not a woman in a merchant's house, but she is so down-to-earth, standing by the stove, eating biscuits with her hands, in such a situation, he I have never seen biscuits sold here for many years.

Diagonally opposite the shop is a tavern, in which there are several yamen servants and an elderly man.

"Look, my lord, those people are strangers, and they don't look like ordinary people. Would you like to go down and question their identities?" A yamen servant asked the old man in a low voice...

(End of this chapter)