Chapter 307 The Dreaming Wang San

They all ran a long way, Jiang Zhimian and the others slowed down.

Qilin stretched out his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, "It's a good thing the little white master didn't come, otherwise, if the two meet together, I'd have a terrible headache today."

He originally thought that the most noisy person in the world was Xiao Baiye.

Now he has to admit he was wrong.

There are people beyond people, there is a sky beyond the sky, this sentence is true!
If Master Xiaobai and Chen Wen were together, I'm afraid the bull's head was wrong, and the two of them could talk for a long time.

Jiang Zhimian felt the same way.

She looked up at the sky and sighed, "When he was talking just now, I felt five hundred ducks quacking in my ears at the same time. Now it's quiet, and the years are quiet."

Although this duck analogy is a bit strange, Qilin really thinks it is very similar after thinking about it carefully.

He said, "I won't go to the porcelain kiln anymore, I'll just wait outside."

"Don't," Jiang Zhimian hurriedly stopped him, "If you don't go, no one will translate what Chen Wen said to me, and I'll be delayed even longer, so it's not worth it."

Anyway, Qilin still agreed.

There's no way, he originally wanted to resolutely refuse, but Wu Ye's cold eyes had already swept over.

Who dares to offend fifth master?
Yes, yes.

As if there were ten little white masters around him at the same time, if you think about it this way, it seems to be acceptable.

……

Bai Yule, who was buying scalded grass in the village, sneezed hard.

Rubbing the tip of his nose, the horror in his eyes did not change.

"I seem to be suffering from a cold, Wang San, you should do it yourself. I'm afraid that the villagers will be overwhelmed by the illness, and I will have trouble sleeping and eating." Bai Yule said.

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding villagers, to be precise, the village women laughed.

There is laughter in every direction, which can be called a 360-degree surround 3D effect, and there is nowhere to escape.

Someone put a hand on the back of Bai Yule's hand, "Don't worry, young master, we are in good health, and we won't be overwhelmed by you. Besides, I am willing to be infected by you."

The person talking to Bai Yule was a woman in her 40s.

Village women of this age are at the age of wolves and tigers, and they usually talk about nasty jokes.

Suddenly seeing a fair-looking young man coming to the village to collect scalded grass, he couldn't help but laugh.

Anyway, it's someone I don't know, maybe I won't see you again tomorrow, so don't worry about any trouble in the future.

As the saying goes, take advantage of the waves and leave.

Surrounded by women, Bai Yule almost wanted to cry, but suddenly understood why Jiang Zhimian tried to dissuade him yesterday.

And let him take good care of himself.

Woohoo, Fifth Sister-in-law is clearly treating him well, but he doesn't appreciate it.

Okay now!
Bai Yule really wanted to die.

Wang San next to him had sour envy in his eyes.

He also didn't want Master Bai to come with him.

Because when the little white master came, the women all went to his side, and he didn't get anything. There were only a few children who hadn't wiped their noses and looked at him eagerly, waiting for him to give him money.

Depressed, Wang San counted three copper coins to the child, "Take it, let's go."

After receiving the money, the children scattered like birds and beasts, happily preparing to go to the entrance of the village to wait for the salesman who carried the burden, and then exchanged three Wen for malt candy.

"There is no one on my side, don't you all surround that side, don't you want money? Come quickly." Wang San shouted excitedly.

Now he always has a chance to do business with a woman's family, right?
Who knows, no one cares about him at all.

Wang San shouted again.

Only then did a white-haired old woman come from the outermost circle of Bai Yule, with doubts in her eyes, "Is the price on your side too?"

"Of course." Wang San said.

The old woman still didn't quite believe it, "Then why are there so many people over there, and you don't have any? Forget it, your price must be low, and I want to sell this side."

After speaking, he trembled and carried the basket over.

Wang San beat his chest, so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

He didn't want to collect the scalded grass anymore, he cleaned up the stall, and planned to wait for Bai Yule in the carriage.

Take it, take it, give it all to Master Xiaobai!
Halfway through packing things, a figure of Qianli suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

"Excuse me, do you collect scalded grass here?" The man asked sweetly.

Wang San was hit so badly that he didn't even have the interest to look up.

Anyway, it's useless to look at it. In the end, it will go to Xiao Baiye.

"Go over there, it will be charged over there." He waved his hand impatiently.

The woman stood still, "Can't you accept it here? There are so many people queuing up there."

"I can see Mr. Bai, please wait in line for a while... I'll collect and collect as much as I give, how much do you have?" Wang San said halfway, when he looked up and saw that cute face, he was instantly fascinated. Those who have lost their minds should quickly change their minds.

Shang Shuci in front of him smiled.

She handed her basket to Wang San, "Then help me take a look."

In a small basket, there were eight scalded weeds, which were not too big, and they seemed to have just reached the standard, so Wang San collected them all.

What Jiang Zhimian confessed was three stalks of scalded grass for a penny.

Wang San got hotheaded, and directly gave Shang Shuci three copper coins, "I'll give you a little more."

He felt very proud.

Shang Shuci took the copper coins with a smile, a look of disgust flashed across his eyes, and quietly threw the copper coins in the basket, not wanting to touch them for a while.

She is too dirty!
After taking the money, she was not in a hurry to leave, but started talking with Wang San.

Wang San suffers from his looks, let alone beauties talking to him, even the middle-aged Xu Niang despises him for looking like a monkey when she sees him.

It was rare that such a Shang Shuci was willing to talk to him in a soft voice, Wang San was very happy.

Almost whatever Shang Shuci said, he would answer.

"Brother Wang San, what are you doing with these scalded grass?" Shang Shuci asked.

"It's used to make things, I don't remember the specifics, anyway, it's a good thing." Wang San replied.

Shang Shuci nodded, "It's hard work, you must be tired on the way back with so much scalded grass?"

Wang Sanhan scratched his hair with a smile, "It's not too tiring, compared to when I was a bondage...I mean it's much easier when I work for others, and I get a lot of wages, including food and housing. The boss also treats the sick."

"Jiang Zhimian?" Shang Shuci's eyes instantly turned sinister.

Then he quickly restrained himself, and said in a delicate voice, "Is that Jiang Zhimian from Jiangjia Village?"

"That's right, do you know us Jiang Tou'er? That's right. Jiang Tou'er used to live in Jiangjia Village next door. You live in Dadong Village. It's normal to know." Wang San said to himself.

He even imagined it in his mind.

If Shang Shuci knew Jiang Tou'er, then let Jiang Tou'er say something nice for him, is it possible for him to be with Shang Shuci?

(End of this chapter)

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