Age group pet three and a half years old, ginseng and wild boar mixed with rice

Wu Yun appeared on the counter out of nowhere, and shook his tail twice, "Master's current accumulated money is three or six cents. Have you decided what candy you want to buy?"

Since there is still a lot of flour at home, Lingbao didn't have room for the 20 catties of flour harvested this morning, but sold it directly to Wuyun.

She asked curiously, "Are there any candies for sale?"

"Because the supermarket hasn't been upgraded yet, there are only two types of candies now." Wu Yun waved his cat's paw casually, and two kinds of candies appeared on the countertop, one is sesame paste candy and the other is bean root candy, both of which are the cheapest in the supply and marketing cooperative cheap sugar.

Sesame paste candy is dark brown in color, rectangular, without a bag, and is made of sesame paste, and bean root candy is made of soybean flour and brown sugar. It is slender and shaped like a thumb, and is packed in a large bag.

Although they are relatively cheap, they need to be purchased with a ticket like other candies, so they are also rare candies for most people.

"The price of sesame paste candy and bean root candy are the same, both are [-] cents per catty. Master, how many catties do you want to buy?" Wu Yun asked.

"This one is two catties, and the other one is also two catties." Xiao Lingbao snapped his fingers a few times, unable to figure it out, "How much money is left after buying?"

"There's still one yuan left," Wu Yun suggested, "the supermarket still sells biscuits, a pack of one catty, and a catty of one yuan, master, would you like to buy a pack?"

After it finished speaking, the biscuit it just mentioned appeared on the counter, wrapped in taupe wrapping paper, square in shape, tied with two circles of red paper rope outside, crossed and tied into a cross shape.

Lingbao looked at the biscuits for a while, then tilted his head, "Are the biscuits delicious? I don't know if my parents and brothers like to eat biscuits."

"The owner can try a piece first, and then decide whether to buy it," Wu Yun finished, and a biscuit appeared on the outstretched cat's paw. "If the owner thinks it is delicious, your family will definitely like it too."

Lingbao picked up the biscuit and took a bite. It tasted sweet and salty, with a hint of sesame.

"Is it delicious?" Wu Yun asked.

The little milk baby nodded, "It's delicious!"

She pointed at the biscuits with her white and tender hands, "I want a pack of this too."

"Okay, two catties of sesame paste candy, two catties of bean root candy, and a pack of loose biscuits, the total is three yuan and forty cents, and there is still twenty cents left in Space Supermarket."

Lingbao left the space with the purchased biscuits and candies.

After she piled things up in the corner, she walked up to her fifth brother, and pushed him with her small hands, "Fifth brother, wake up, fifth brother..."

Wu Chaozi yawned sleepily, put one hand on the table and rubbed his eyes with the other, "Strange, why did I fall asleep?"

"Is it too early in the morning?"

"I went to see the pig slaughter early in the morning, and it was indeed a little earlier than usual," Wu Chaozi squinted his eyes and yawned again, then stretched his hands up, "but I slept well this time. It's so comfortable!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he found something seemed to be lying on the ground in the corner of the wall, and he said "Huh" in doubt, "Lingbao, what do you think it is?"

Xiao Lingbao looked in the direction of his finger, pretending to be ignorant, and said cutely: "I don't know, what is it?"

"I don't think I've seen it before, it's strange," Wu Chaozi said, then got up and walked to the corner, "This is..."

Brown ropes were tied to the two large paper bags, and the smaller paper bags next to them were folded squarely and tied with red ropes.

After hesitating for a moment, Wu Chaozi squatted down and untied the red rope first. In an instant, a pleasant smell of oil, noodles, and sesame came to his face.

"Biscuits?" He opened his mouth wide in surprise. He was afraid that he might have read it wrong, so he couldn't help rubbing his eyes several times, "Is it really a biscuit?"

He had seen biscuits through the glass of the supply and marketing cooperative, but he had never eaten them. He heard that people in the town visited relatives during festivals, or gave betrothal gifts when they got married. These paper-wrapped biscuits were the most valuable gift.

As for the high-end biscuits in tin cans, the village supply and marketing cooperatives did not sell them, and Wu Chaozi only saw them on the advertising paper pasted on the walls of the supply and marketing cooperatives.

"Fifth brother, do you like biscuits?" Lingbao stepped forward and asked.

"Of course! This is a biscuit. I've never eaten it. I heard it's delicious, sweet and crisp." Wu Chaozi stared at the biscuit and couldn't help swallowing, "I don't know what it is. Son."

He remembered that his elder brother said that a catty of biscuits sold for two yuan on the black market, and since then he has never expected to eat biscuits.

"You'll know if you try it," Lingbao squatted down, grabbed a piece of biscuit with her little hand, and handed it to her fifth brother, "Hey, fifth brother eat."

"Ah? This... I, can I eat it? This is a biscuit..."

The little baby smiled and asked, "Why can't you eat it? Didn't Fifth Brother also eat the white noodles that appeared in Lingbao's room before?"

"That's right, but." The biscuits are so precious, Wu Chaozi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, "This biscuit is too rare, I don't dare to eat it, I'd better ask my parents first."

Leaving those words behind, he ran out of the room in a hurry, ran to the kitchen in one breath, and gasped, "Father, mother, there are cakes in the Lingbao house..."

When the word "dry" was about to come out of his mouth, he was surprised to find that besides his parents, the uncle and the second uncle were also in the kitchen, so he hurriedly swallowed back all the words that followed, and asked instead: "Uncle, second uncle, How did you come here?"

Uncle Jiang didn't answer his question, instead he asked in an inquiring tone, "Wu Chaozi, what did you just say? What's in the Lingbao House?"

"Huh? I mean..."

Guilty and embarrassed, Wu Chaozi scratched his head, "I mean, there are fleas in Lingbao's house, and they came to bite Lingbao, but I crushed them to death."

"Fleas? No, why did I hear you say the word 'cake'? It's definitely 'cake'," Uncle Jiang asked his second brother, "Isn't it?"

His second brother nodded, "Yes, I heard that too."

Shen Su'e saw the panic on the fifth son's face, and interrupted their conversation, "Big brother, second brother, I just said that my family's fat meat is not enough to feed the whole family, so if you don't sell it or exchange it, if you're okay Just go home!"

After she finished speaking, Uncle Jiang's attention returned to the fat meat, "Da Dong Niang, why are you so stingy? I'll just buy half a catty. If you think my price is too low, you can add more. How about three cents and a half catty?"

Worried that his younger siblings would disagree, he turned to his fourth brother and said, "Sir, you should say something. Your sister-in-law treats you well, right? She wants to eat lard bibimbap, so you have to express it, right?" ?”

"Brother, what you said is ridiculous. My sister-in-law wants to eat lard bibimbap, how can I express it? She is your wife, not mine."

Jiang Qingshan's words made his elder brother half dead with anger, "What are you talking about? Do you ever talk to your elder brother like this?"

"Why do you still want me to talk to you?" Jiang Qingshan sneered, "The market price of pork is only seventy-four cents a catty, and a catty of pork tickets on the black market sells for two or three yuan. You want to buy half a catty with me for thirty cents." ? Are you kind?"

"We are brothers. Is it necessary to calculate so clearly?"

Having said that, he walked towards his fourth brother and continued: "Now the whole village knows that your family has received the most fat meat this year. Why don't you sell it to me at a lower price? You have been paralyzed in bed for the past few years, and I come here every year Look at you, you haven't forgotten, have you?"

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