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Chapter 1114: I will obey you even if I dont support the wall (14)

 For King Xin, anything related to money is a matter of life and death.

He must defend his princess's purse to the death.

Looking at King Xin's guarded eyes, the little beauty asked, "Why doesn't she know that she is so annoying?"

At this moment, the father who was about to be buried on the ground next to him suddenly sat up with an "ouch" sound, held his hands and kept blowing air.

When those people nearby who were still watching the show saw this scene, they all ran away screaming, "It's a scam!"

The area that was originally full of people was cleared instantly, leaving only the bewildered little beauty, the defensive King Xin, the father who was accidentally stepped on by King Xin, and Jin Qing who was enjoying the fun. .

I saw the father blowing on his trampled fingers and saying fiercely to the little beauty, "When you rented me out, you didn't mention that you had trampled on your fingers. You need to give me more medicine." It’s a fee!”

The little beauty nodded with a dull face. She was so confused at the beginning that she would imitate others and rent a father for herself!

King Xin looked back at Jin Qing proudly, "You see what I said, right? This is a lie."

Jin Qing nodded in agreement, "Well done, live well!" I really can't guarantee that you can live to old age and die smoothly.

King Xin smiled shyly at Jin Qing as if he didn't understand. This was the first time someone spoke to him with such concern.

Afterwards, Jin Qing and Xin Wang left in a hurry, not caring about the collapse of the little beauty who was being held by the rented "father" for compensation.

Neither of them are public-minded people, but they have reached a consensus on running away after causing trouble.

On the way back, Jin Qing finally realized how much King Xin deserved a beating.

There is a market street on the way back, and many people will set up stalls here on weekdays.

The aromas of various foods are intertwined, pouring

It gives people a strange sense of satisfaction.

In the past, King Xin would often walk around this snack street several times. After smelling the food here, he would feel satisfied when he went back to drink porridge.

But the situation is different now. His princess is really rich.

Thinking of the endless pickpockets on the snack street, King Xin just wanted to drag Jin Qing home quickly.

Therefore, whenever Jin Qing stood in front of any stall, King Xin would immediately come out to pick off the skin, causing the stall owner to stare angrily.

In front of the dim sum stall

"You can't buy it, you can't buy it. Look at how oily her hair is, and she scratches it from time to time. The snacks she scoops out with her hands are filled with oil from her hair."

The people queuing up in front of the dim sum stall were silent for a moment, taking a closer look at the dandruff-covered proprietress, and then they all found reasons to leave.

The lady at the snack stall looked at King Xin who was still chattering and silently grabbed her rolling pin.

In front of the ramen stall

"You can't eat this. Look at the man kneading the dough with his bare hands. The sweat dripped into the dough. Everything you eat is his sweat."

The person who was eating noodles at his seat glanced at the fragrant noodles in his bowl and suddenly felt that he couldn't swallow it.

The noodle stall uncle tightened his grip on the strainer holding the noodles in his hand.

In front of the food stall

"You can't buy it. You see, the bowls used by these people have not been washed properly. If we use them again after the last person has used them, not all the food we eat will be their saliva."

The man who was cooking grabbed the spoon for cooking.

Along the way, King Xin visited all the stalls.

The originally bustling food stalls rarely became deserted.

Jin Qing looked at King Xin who was still chattering with some surprise. It was a miracle that this coward could survive to this day.

She was disgusted by people all the way, and even she wanted to hit them, okay?

In fact, these words are what King Xin keeps in his heart every day to urge himself to save money.

If he didn't want Jin Qing to go home early, he might never have said it.

The last stall on the snack street is a meat stall. A cut-up pig is hanging on a hook. Next to it is a large pot with braised pig heads and water boiled in it.

Jin Qing stood in front of the meat stall. She finally saw the meat, which was the meat of a whole pig.

After traveling through so many worlds, Jin Qing has long discovered one thing, that is, everything is a lie.

No one knows how to deal with pig sewers, they are all thrown away, and pig bones are added to the head and have to be given away, which is basically nonsense.

In an era when food is scarce, whoever kills the pigs knows how to deal with these things.

These are all meat that can be exchanged for money!

Smelling the aroma of braised pork wafting from the pot, King Xin was stunned for the first time without opening his mouth.

He could only eat meat during palace banquets every month, so naturally he was greedy now.

At this time, seeing that Jin Qing wanted to buy meat, King Xin shut his mouth obediently and waited quietly to take the meat home and drink the broth.

Who would have thought that before Jin Qing could ask the price, the owner of the pig-killing stall grabbed the kitchen knife and chopped it heavily on the cutting board. "What do you want to say?" He had been staring at these two people for a long time, knowing that

The business of Tiao Street was ruined by these two people, so naturally they would not be angry with Jin Qing and the others.

Meat mixed with sawdust was flying everywhere.

Yes, the shopkeepers nearby were all watching the butcher stall owner's actions attentively, planning to wait for any movement from his side and they would immediately swarm him and beat him until he couldn't take care of himself.

King Xin was originally waiting for Jin Qing to buy meat, but the owner of the butcher stall chopped him off with a kitchen knife and frightened him immediately.

King Xin raised his legs and was about to run, but Jin Qing grabbed his neck from behind.

Seeing Jin Qing take two steps forward, the butcher stall owner immediately grabbed the knife on the cutting board and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Although he looks fierce and scary, he has never really fought with anyone. He only uses his appearance to scare others.

At this time, seeing Jin Qing walking towards him step by step with a straight face, the meat stall owner felt a little confused.

Who would have thought that Jin Qing sat down on the stool in front of the stall and said, "How can you sell your meat if it's already cooked?"

"What's going on with the meat stall boss? Isn't he about to start a fight?"

After telling the butcher stall owner the location of Prince Xin's Mansion and instructing him to braise a pig and deliver it to him in the evening, Jin Qing carried Prince Xin and left the snack street.

The meat stall owner was also a little confused, how could these two Xinwangfu purchasers be so virtuous!

At this time, a delicate figure quietly appeared next to the meat stall owner: "Uncle, can I ask you something?"

Kyoto is indeed much more lively than other places, and all entertainment facilities are readily available.

Jin Qing and King Xin were standing at the door of a gambling house. Looking at the big word "Gamble" in front of them, King Xin refused in his heart, "Princess, let's go back home."

He feels nothing is safer than staying at home.

Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at King Xin sideways, "What are you going to eat when you go back?"

Looking at Jin Qing's expression, Wang Xin swallowed back his words of wanting to drink broth with Jin Qing.


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