Fork demon master in the eyes of monsters

Chapter 113 Selling Cub Frogs
"One, two, three, four..."

18 monsters, plus the gecko on Chen Chuanwang's shoulder, there are 19 monsters.

Chen Chuanwang did not expect that there were so many monsters interested in the temple fair, and Grandpa Turtle appeared as a little old man.

"This is not a group fight... How much does it cost!"

While talking in a low voice, Chen Chuanwang rummaged through the boxes and found his wallet which he hadn't seen for a long time. He had cash, more than 700 yuan, which was lucky money for Chinese New Year.

An average of thirty or forty monsters should be enough.

Handed the red banknotes to Shuihu, Mr. Snake, Snake Zaitian, Grandpa Gui, Sister Bailu, Ah Qi, and Boss Chu respectively. Chen Chuanwang took the remaining change back into his pocket.

Chen Chuanwang warned: "You save some money, and you must ask the price clearly before buying..."

"Food is the main thing, don't just focus on playing, if you want to play, you can also discuss the sharing, otherwise the money will not be enough..."

"For fortune-telling, don't believe it, it's fake, it's all fake..."

Chen Chuanwang talked a lot, and then took a large group of people, got on the bus, and put a lot of change into coins.

"It's so crowded!"

"Ah, there are so many people!"

"Who will take a seat for this uncle?"

"Everyone squeeze, pay attention to the children!"

Because of the temple fair, there were quite a few people on the bus itself, and nineteen of Chen Chuanwang went up, making it impossible for people to turn around in the narrow compartment.

Overloading and overweight are inevitable!
However, the buses in the countryside are not so particular, and there will be no traffic police to stop them.

Chen Chuanwang was standing by the entrance. Seeing the ugly faces of some monsters, he immediately took out some plastic bags from his pocket.

Unsurprisingly, Yokai also suffers from motion sickness.

"Ah Qi, give them a share, don't spit in the car, if you really can't help it, just spit in the bag."

Chen Chuanwang is like a little adult at the moment, taking care of eighteen old urchins.

The carriage was crowded with people and extremely hot. Even opening the windows didn't help. Chen Chuanwang also felt a little uncomfortable after a long ride.

Fortunately, because there were too many people, except for someone getting off the bus, the driver never stopped, otherwise, even Chen Chuanwang couldn't bear it.

Also because there were too many people, the speed of the car was not fast, and it took 10 minutes to reach the town.

Crunch-!
As soon as the car door was opened, the torrent rushed down immediately.

Even the monsters who didn't know the situation were taken down one by one.

"Wow, so many people!"

After getting off the car, the monsters standing at the intersection of the big turntable were shocked by the crowd. Like girls, they folded their arms in twos and threes, looking around with jerky and curious eyes.

"Temple fair..." Grandpa Gui said with his hands behind his back, "I haven't been here for almost a hundred years. I didn't expect such a big change."

Chen Chuanwang turned his head and asked, "Grandpa Gui, have you been here before? What was the temple fair like before?"

Grandpa Turtle said: "Well... At that time, it was no different from a market, except that there were more vendors going to and from various places."

Most people have never seen a peddler, but when Chen Chuanwang was a child, Wu County was very poor, and there were not many small shops selling goods at that time, so the peddler with a shoulder pole would occasionally bring things from the city into the village Sell, along with trade-in.

Chen Chuanwang nodded, then turned to look at Shuihu: "Do you know how to spend this money?"

Shuihu scratched his head with a silly smile.

Chen Chuanwang had no choice but to turn around and ask the little demon behind him: "Is there anyone who knows how to count money?"

Not all monsters are illiterate. Bird monsters like Chuwu and Bailu have some knowledge of human life.

"Come on, the two of us."

The second child Chu pulled the third child Chu out, and the second child Chu said, "I know Qian."

At this time, Chu's third son's attention was completely on the fragrance in the air, and he wished he could plunge into the temple fair now and have a meal in the lake.

Chen Chuanwang asked some more monsters, and he breathed a sigh of relief after there were still a few little monsters who knew money and numbers.

Chen Chuanwang thought for a while, and said to the demons: "There are so many people together, I'm afraid it won't be fun, so we will divide into three groups, six people in one team, remember not to cause trouble, don't fight..."

There are four roads on the big turntable, one is from Chen Chuanwang's house to the town, and there are no stalls, and the other three are different, but the difference is not bad.

Chen Chuanwang looked at the time: "In the evening, meet at this place, don't play with me when the time comes and disappear, I won't go looking for you."

After the agreement was made, Chen Chuanwang divided the three teams into teams. Bailu and Snake were on the same team, Ah Qi, Boss Chu, and Shuihu were on the same team, and Grandpa Turtle and Mr. Snake were on his team.

Before Grandpa Turtle entered the temple fair, he was attracted by a stall with tables and chairs, and he walked over slowly.

Although the little monsters were curious about the situation inside, they did not dare to leave the team.

"Grandpa Turtle, what do you want to buy?"

Chen Chuanwang stepped forward and tried to bargain for the price of Grandpa Turtle.

"I think this cane is pretty good." Grandpa Turtle picked up a red cane and asked the stall owner the price: "How much?"

The stall owner took a look: "Thirty."

Chen Chuanwang held down Grandpa Turtle's hand that wanted to take the money: "Will it be sold on the [-]th? If not, let's go look elsewhere."

"How can you bargain like this?" The stall owner stood up and walked in front of Chen Chuanwang and the others: "Why is this cane worth 25 yuan?"

Chen Chuanwang didn't talk nonsense: "Eighteen."

The stall owner gritted his teeth as if he had suffered a big loss, and waved his hand: "Two yuan a day, twenty take it away, I have this price, and other places will sell you at least 25 yuan." .”

Chen Chuanwang looked at Grandpa Gui, and whispered in his ear: "Grandpa Turtle, if you like this account, you can take it for 20 yuan. If you just want a walking stick, why don't I make it for you when you go back?" one?"

Chen Chuanwang can also be considered a carpenter's family. He has been familiar with it since he was a child. Even if the decoration of the home can't help, he can make a simple walking stick or something.

"That's all, there's no need to bother you." Grandpa Turtle paid the money and took the walking stick.

The little monsters were very curious about the stick, they looked around Grandpa Turtle for a while, and then set their eyes on the wooden products in the booth.

Chen Chuanwang turned his head inadvertently, and saw a little demon picking up a pole and waving it like a monkey.

He was startled, hurried up to hold him down, and put the pole back.

Chen Chuanwang said to Xiaoyao: "If you want a stick, I'll just pull a piece of bamboo for you on the way back. There are so many people, what will you do if you hit someone with a pole here..."

The little demon was scratched at what Chen Chuanwang said, and faltered.

Everyone continued to walk in.

"smell good!"

"Wow, that's Ah Qi's eldest wife!"

"Ah Qing, is that your kind, but she's so fat, she's still selling her cub."

"Quack, what an ugly frog."

Chen Chuanwang glanced at it. It was a frog doll selling inflatable frogs. The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)