Fleeing the wasteland and farming: don't panic, the family's metaphysics boss

Chapter 37

The market had to be early, so Qingyu's family went to the market just after Mao's time, preparing to take the one hundred catties of leafy vegetables and ten catties of pork belly that they had ordered last night.But when I came to the vegetable stall, I saw a group of people clamoring around the stall.

The vegetable stall owners are groaning and saying sorry,
"Everyone, I'm really sorry. They booked so much last night and paid the deposit. There is nothing we can do about it."

Just as he was talking, he saw Qingyu's family squeezed through the crowd with a basket on their backs. Several stall owners were so happy that they quickly pointed to Qingyu's family and said, "Look, this came here without a buyer, I'm sorry Ladies and gentlemen." Then each of them carried a large bundle of fresh leafy vegetables and put them in Zhufeng and Wenya's baskets.

Qingyu carefully inspected each bundle, they were all fresh and dewy.

One hundred catties of vegetables is not a small amount, and both baskets are full.Qing Yu settled the rest of the money with several stall owners, and then prepared to leave with her family.

At this time, someone in the crowd complained, "If you buy so much, you won't be afraid of being overwhelmed."

Hearts pointed ears, eyes slanted, "What can you do if you are rich? It's really disgusting to see your unrecognizable appearance. Fortunately, I didn't eat in the morning."

"You..." the person being scolded saw that it was a ten-year-old girl, and was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to slap him.

Shi'an, who was walking beside the heart, raised his hand, and his usually soft eyes became grave.He pinched the man's wrist, and with only a little force, the man cried out in pain.

Hongtao gave a triumphant "tss" at the man, and walked away swaggeringly with Qingyu.

The family came to the meat stall again, and the stall owner hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face, and lifted the pork belly that had been prepared a long time ago, "Let's see if it is the best pork belly, specially reserved for you."

The pork belly was three fat and two thin, and it really looked comfortable. Qingyu nodded in satisfaction, and took money from the Xuannv Temple and handed it to the stall owner.

Seeing that it was a little girl who gave the money, the stall owner was a little surprised, and said with a smile: "This little girl is amazing. She has learned how to manage money at such a young age. She will definitely be a big shopkeeper in the future. You two are very lucky."

Zhuifeng and Wenya have kind smiles on their faces, that’s not true, thinking back then their sect masters and sisters were not only in charge of money, but they were in charge of the entire Taoist sect, tsk tsk. It makes them brothers and sisters who are hundreds of years older It's very embarrassing, it's no wonder that the master wants to pass the headship to the younger junior sister, poor junior sister, she is only over 100 years old, she is still a child, hey
Seeing that the two baskets could hardly fit, the stall owner kindly moved the vegetables in the baskets, put the meat inside to block them, and explained: "It's very messy here, don't ask someone to snatch the meat, it's better to hide it." it is good."

Zhuifeng and Wenya thanked each other repeatedly, and left with the three dolls.

At this time, there are many people in the market, and they bought two baskets, which is not too eye-catching.The family of five went shopping in the market, and saw a blacksmith's shop on the way, Qing Yu said: "There are still some things to buy, go over there and have a look." Then he ran over there first.

The blacksmith was striking iron with shirtless arms, and the fire in the kiln was blazing hot. Before he approached, a wave of heat came over the surface. It was so warm that many children in ragged clothes surrounded the door of the blacksmith shop to keep warm.

Qing Yu walked over, the blacksmith took a look at her, and thought she was here to warm up, so he didn't care, and continued to forge.

"Uncle, how do you sell this shovel? And this saw?"

There is a small wooden stall at the entrance of the blacksmith shop. There are a row of kitchen knives and other knives on the stall, and some farm tools and other utensils are leaning on both sides.Qingyu held a shovel in one hand and a saw in the other.

The blacksmith smiled: "Little baby, you can't play with that, it's so sharp, it will make a hole if you touch it, put it down quickly."

Zhui Feng and Wen Ya also came over.Seeing Qingyu holding a shovel and a saw, Zhufeng asked, "Do you want to buy these?"

Qingyu explained: "Why do we have to repair that house, we can save a lot of money by doing it ourselves."

Repairing the house. Zhufeng suddenly remembered the fall in Bailin Village, and shook his head with lingering fear: "We don't know anything, we can't do it, it's not bad to just sleep like that."

Wen Ya glared at him, and picked out a few tools that Feng could use.

Heart peach smiled contemptuously at Zhuifeng: "It's useless."

Seeing the astonished gaze from the blacksmith shop, Zhui Feng silently turned his head and leaned against the wooden pillar of the blacksmith shop, he didn't want to see these indifferent people.

"Sister, I need to buy something." The blacksmith tactfully did not ask Zhuifeng.

Wen Ya nodded, put down the basket for Hong Tao and Shi'an to watch, then walked into the shop with Qing Yu.

At the beginning, under the painstaking leadership of the sect master, the Taoist sect finally flourished, and each pavilion had over ten thousand disciples. In order to cope with the sudden increase in the number of disciples, many Taoist houses were urgently built at that time. Qing Yu and Wen Ya stared at the whole process of construction. Therefore, for building a small earth embryo house, it will not be difficult for the two of them.

The blacksmith looked at the appearance of the young master Qingyu, and thought it was funny. It seems that this family is headed by a woman, which is novel.

Soon, Qingyu and Wenya chose six tools, Qingyu went to pay, and Wenya distributed the tools to the others.

When paying, Qingyu saw that there was another stall on the other side of the shop with knives and swords on it. She smiled and called, "Aniang, this way."

Wen Ya turned her head and saw Qing Yu on the other side, she went around and asked, "What's the matter?" Her eyes fell on the booth, and she understood, with a flash of joy in her eyes.

The blacksmith was a little surprised, "Both of you still want to buy knives?" This is something for men, and a knife weighs about ten catties. Could it be that the mother and daughter also know how to use knives?As for the husband who watched the street, he was no longer in his consideration.

Wen Ya picked up a sword and looked at it. Although it was far inferior to the Qingya sword she used to use, it was better than nothing. Thinking about fighting with a kitchen knife in the past, it was really restricted.

The swords are all very common iron swords. Wen Ya chooses one after another. Although she is not satisfied, she finally chooses one, "That's it." Take advantage of it.

Before Qingyu could ask, the blacksmith said: "Eldest sister has good eyesight, this sword is the best in my shop, it's not expensive, just one tael of silver."

One or two?Just one or two for this broken sword?Wen Ya's face was so dark that she was about to put it down, but Qing Yu stopped her, and said to the shopkeeper: "We bought so many things, we will come again in the future, eight dollars, if you sell them, then we will buy them."

The blacksmith frowned in embarrassment: "Little sister, this is a high-quality iron sword. If you don't believe me, ask your mother, she will definitely understand. Eight coins is really not enough. At most, at most I can give you fifty copper coins less, otherwise I really don't make a lot of money." gone."

"Then nine coins." Qing Yu took out the money from the Xuannv Hall, assuming that she would forget if she didn't sell it.

All of a sudden, one hundred copper coins were missing, and the blacksmith sighed, but usually there were not many people who bought these knives and swords, so he hesitated for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

Wen Ya still felt that it was too expensive, "Forget it, don't buy it." She persuaded.

"I will use it in the future." Qingyu smiled and added, "I will buy a better sword for A Niang in the future."

Wen Ya couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile. She was still happy to have a sword in her hand, so she asked the blacksmith to install the sword case and put it on her back.

After leaving the blacksmith's shop, Wen Ya showed the sword to others with some embarrassment, "I bought a sword."

Heart backed back in disgust: "How can this kind of sword be worthy of our Xuanmen's number one swordsman, Senior Sister Wen Ya? It's too shabby. I must change to a better one in the future. It's too shameful."

Shi'an pulled out the sword and looked at it a few times, "It's still sharp."

Zhuifeng's autism is cured, he leaned over to take a look, and shook his head, "Hey poor, the life of the poor is really hard. Our gentle and lovely sister Wen Ya is really not worthy of this iron sword, but it's okay to use it as it is." .”

I don't know if I said the wrong thing, but it caused Wen Ya's fist anyway.

Qingyu smiled and said: "Go, now go back and tidy up our house."

(End of this chapter)