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Chapter 47 Lost Child
Although Chu Qingge knew that her jelly was delicious and someone might take it away, she didn't expect that the other party actually didn't want the jelly and wanted her spicy jelly instead.

"I'm sorry, the little lady who makes this oily and spicy food specializes in selling jelly."

"so……"

The man was very sorry, but not particularly sorry, "Then just pack me a portion of jelly and follow my request."

Before Chu Qingge could refuse, the other party dropped half a tael of broken silver.

What else could Chu Qingge say? He immediately asked the other person's mother's taste and made another one.

Seeing this, the people around who had not bought the ice powder paid for it one after another and said they wanted a bowl too.

Soon, a basin of jelly was sold out.

Chu Qingge was filled with emotion. The flow of people here was really huge. It only took half an hour from the moment the stall was set down to the end of work.

Of course, the snacks she bought herself were delicious and novel, otherwise they wouldn’t have sold out so quickly.

"Sorry, everyone, the little lady didn't do much today. Come back tomorrow..." Chu Qingge said sorry to the customers who didn't buy anything.

Then he packed up his things and went back to find Old Man Zhou. Unexpectedly, Old Man Zhou who was resting under the tree was looking at a child with a headache on his face.

The child was about five or six years old. He was wearing a satin coat that ordinary people could not afford. The collar and cuffs were all embroidered with exquisite blessing patterns.

No matter how you look at it, he is not a child from an ordinary family.

However, his expression was dull, and he stared motionlessly at the mule chewing grass, completely ignoring what Old Man Zhou said.

"Young master, which family are you from? Why are you here alone?" Old man Zhou drove people to solicit customers, and he always had a good eye.

He could tell at a glance that the little boy who suddenly ran up and stared at his mule was a child of a wealthy family.

Seeing that there were no adults around the child, he thought that the child might be playful and got separated from the adults, so he patiently asked the other person's identity.As a result, the child ignored him and only looked at the mule.

"Girl Qingge..." Seeing Chu Qingge approaching, Mr. Zhou quickly said to her, "I look at this child, and there seems to be something wrong with her brain."

Chu Qingge looked at the child, but before he said anything, Old Man Zhou said again: "Why don't we send this child to the town's police force first?"

Today Chu Qingge went out to do business in the village and chartered Old Man Zhou's mule cart. If Old Man Zhou wanted to send his children, he naturally had to get Chu Qingge's consent.

"Although we can help him find his parents here, it has to be a normal child. How can an idiot recognize his parents?"

If the kidnapper takes you away, you will be in trouble.

"You are right."

Chu Qingge nodded and did not object. Not to mention that it was a good thing, she was willing to support it. She originally wanted to go to town to buy some things.

However, she didn't expect that just as she was about to carry the child into the mule cart, a woman in a brown dress rushed over - "Stop!"

"You are so bold and untouchable, how dare you kidnap and sell my young master!"

As soon as these words came out, the two servants in gray clothes who followed the woman took sticks and surrounded Chu Qingge and Old Man Zhou.

"Hurry up and let my young master go!"

Because Chu Qingge was about to bend down and pick up the child, to the people rushing towards him, it seemed as if Chu Qingge had really taken the boy hostage.

Old man Zhou couldn't help shouting: "No, no, we are not kidnappers, this child came to me on his own..."

"Shut up!" The woman didn't give Old Man Zhou a chance to explain, and directly ordered: "Let my young master go quickly, otherwise..."

(End of this chapter)