Chapter 134 Black Girl

The sun is still early.

Lu Xiaosi and Chen Ping'an walked side by side on the slate road in Jiangjiaba.

Today is the market. Both sides of the road are vendors. They sell spectacle, sell grain, and sell hand -woven reed mats, bamboo baskets, back baskets, and thick cloths that sell their own textiles.

This is pretty good. There are those who carry half a basket of wild vegetables, some wild fruits on the tree, or small bags of wild beans with small bags of wild beans on the side of the road and selling all.

Regardless of whether they can be sold or not, they can eat or eat. As long as they can get it, they will give it to the town. Maybe luck can change the money.

Most of these people are exiles without fields.

Because of the natural disasters in the past two years, they went from all the way to Huaishui, so there were many Guangliang fields in the waters, and some people were unwilling to go back here.

What to do, there is no field house in the family. Even if it is a wasteland, you must have a capital to buy seeds.

It's better to be here. Anyway, you can mix a half -full meal.

Not too far, Lu Yige saw a bunch of orange -yellow and orange wild persimmons in front of two children.

The boy is about four or five years old. You can also see that he is handsome through the black pot ash. Even if the clothes are shirt, you can still see that the clothes of the clothes are not bad. The previous life must be good.

The girl is about ten years old, and a small face is also black. She is a handsome little black girl.

When Lu Yige saw the sister of the little black girl at a glance, she couldn't help laughing.

In fact, the bottom of the pot on the little black girl's face, she has painted it before.

Because of lack of experience, the hand was stubborn on the bottom of the pot, and then touched it on the face.

The face is discredited, but because it is not worse enough or uniform, it makes people look through at a glance.

Seeing the messy face, but the neck is still tender white, Lu Yange shook his head straight.

Did she remember to apply necks at first?

It's a long time, it seems that I don't remember.

Fortunately, now Lu Yige does not need to wipe the bottom of the pot. She has learned some beauty in modern times.

It is not easy to become beautiful. It is actually very simple to become ugly.

"How to sell this persimmon?" Lu Yige squatted down in front of the chick.

The little black girl glanced at Lu Yange timidly, and glanced at Chen Ping'an, who stood behind her again, her eyes were full of defense: "Eight money for one article."

The slender wild persimmons are not large. Lu Yange reached out, and he could grab three or five in one hand.

This kind of wild persimmon actually has nothing to eat, it looks good, but it is actually hard and astringent.

You can only take it down for a while, and when the epidermis and inside become soft, bite a small mouth, and suck the juice inside, it is still very sweet.

Because it is small and has a nuclear, I can hardly eat anything.

There are such wild persimmon trees. If you are lucky, a tree can make hundreds of hundreds. One text and eight money are not expensive, but it is not cheap.

"It's too expensive."

Lu Yige's eyes fell on the cooked bronze persimmon, and the light flashed in the eyes.

The little black girl hesitated: "Then, then one text is ten."

Lu Yige took a half -blue and half -yellow wild persimmon and asked: "Most of your wild persimmons have not matured yet. What do you pick?"

"Just let it go, or be buried in the rice dumplings, you can eat it after a while." The little black girl was afraid that Lu Yige would not sell, and added, "Use hot hot water, and bakery at night."

In fact, there are many ways to make wild persimmons become cooked, such as putting salt next to the persimmon and sugar, or spraying the whole body of the persimmon with wine.

But these are all spending money. The rural people are not hungry. They are not rare to eat these things. It will not waste sugar saline for this things that are nothing to eat.

"Ping An Brother." Lu Yange turned his head from the left hand side, "Give me a basket."

Chen Ping'an, who was standing behind Lu Yige, came over and unloaded the basket beside Lu Yige.

Shengyan said: "Little Si You like to eat wild persimmons, if you like to eat me to find you, you don’t need to buy it."

When he went out to go to the Internet, it seemed that he had seen a few trees, but he didn't care.

Few people eat it in this thing. If Primary Four likes it, he will go to find it.

It ’s too expensive to buy it.

"No, I don't like to eat it, this is taken to give away."

Song Yunfei asked her to dinner. She couldn't go empty -handed. Just spend a few texts to send him a bunch of small wild persimmons.

As for whether he wants, he doesn't like it, then she doesn't care.

Lu Yige took his small basket and handed it to the boy who had been hiding behind the chick, "Chan, I want it."

I heard that she was all on, and the boy's happy eyes narrowed into a seam. He wanted to reach out but hesitated a little black girl.

The little black girl bit her lips and nodded.

The boy squatted in front of the back basket, took one by one, and the side count.

The five or six -year -old children, from one to dozens of hundreds, even a good one.

Lu Yange seemed to be a bit numb to squat, squatting to the little black girl, and asked with a low voice: "Can you pick some green persimmons for me, eight texts, if you send it to Xiaoxinzhuang in the Fortune Ridge, I

Just give you a money six. "

The little black girl was obviously stunned. She had never heard someone wanting green persimmons. She hesitated for a while before shook her head gently.

It is always good to make money. She knows the Khandam Ridge, but there seems to be no Xiaoxinzhuang there.

"Why, don't you want to make money?"

Lu Yange was a little disappointed. She was rare and kind, so she was rejected like this.

A total of seventy -five wild persimmons, Lu Yange paid the bag while talking: "Give you ten text money."

The little black girl didn't expect to give more people in front of her, she stunned.

I thought it was wrong.

Seeing that the little black girl didn't nod, Lu Yange laughed, counting ten copper plates from the money bag, reached out and handed it to the little black girl.

"You count, and the green persimmons I said. If you sell it, you will be sent to Xiaoxinzhuang in the Kissling Ridge to find Lu Xiaosi. If you can't find the way, you can ask others, leave the town,

Not far. "

The little black girl took ten copper coins and hesitated, and handed it back three again: "You're wrong."

She has been selling this wild persimmons for three days on the market. Not to mention buying, there are no people who watch it.

There is no food at home, she wants to find something else to sell, but she can’t find anything else except wild persimmon.

"Buy more ones for your brother." Lu Yige didn't really have to pay for it with her.

After recovering three copper coins, the little black girl hesitated for a long time before shaking her head to landing, "I, I won't give it, you will come to the town to buy it."

"OK."

Lu Yange seemed to be unwilling to care, and said at Chen Ping'an, who picked up the basket: "Ping An, go."

Chen Ping'an knew that someone was invited, but ah.

The two walked out a few steps away, Lu Yange turned around, and saw that the little black girl pulled his brother's hand still standing in the original place.

This pair of younger brothers must also live in a big family, but it is a pity, I don't know how to flow to Jiangjiaba.

In troubled times, the troubled times are also life -threatening.
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