However, it is useless to worry. It is still possible to sneak into the capital, but the palace is heavily guarded. It is difficult for a bird to enter, let alone a person like her. Besides, I am afraid that as soon as she shows up, the people sent by Yinzhen will
People will come after you and it will be difficult to survive.
Nineteen years of youth were given to such a heartless and unjust person, which is really chilling!
Just when I was getting upset with my thoughts, Shi Sheng's gentle voice suddenly came to my ears, "What do you want to eat, I will buy it for you."
Looking up, what caught Shi Sheng's eyelids was Shi Sheng's always clean eyes without a trace of impurities. For some reason, every time she came into contact with his eyes, Ling Ruo's heart would be surprisingly peaceful, and her annoyance would disappear quickly, as if she had encountered the ice and snow in spring.
, maybe because she didn’t want to destroy this purity and purity.
"Just eat whatever you want." She gave him a faint smile.
Shi Sheng thought for a moment, then ran to the bun shop opposite and bought two buns. He also ran to the side and bought a bowl of tofu pudding. They put them both into Ling Ruo's hands and said, "Sit down and eat slowly. If it's not enough, tell me."
, I’ll buy it for you again.”
After Ling Ruo took the things, he returned to the melon and fruit stall, took out the cold and hard wheat cake from his arms, and while nibbling, he greeted the gradually increasing number of passers-by to buy melons and fruits.
"Brother Shi Sheng, you can eat this from me. It was steamed and still hot when it came out." Xuan'er took out a square cake made of black rice from her own basket. Although it is not very delicious, it is better than
Dry, hard and cold wheat cakes are undoubtedly much better.
"It's okay. I'm used to eating wheat cakes. You can keep the square cakes for yourself." Shi Sheng's refusal made Xuan'er feel a little disappointed. She bit her bright red lips and said nothing.
As for Ling Ruo, her expression changed slightly when she bit into the stuffing wrapped in the bun. She subconsciously looked down and saw that it was not the vegetable stuffing she thought before, but meat stuffing. Such meat buns cost five yuan each.
Wenqian is three pennies more expensive than vegetable steamed buns. Two meat buns and a bowl of bean curd cost at least twelve or thirteen pennies. And Shi Sheng sometimes only pays this amount when he goes to celebrate weddings and weddings.
Looking at the figure in front of her who was shouting and trying hard to sell the melons and fruits she sold, Ling Ruo was a little dazed and didn't know what she was thinking. After a long time, she suddenly walked over and stuffed an unbitten bun.
When it came to Shi Sheng's hands, he said calmly: "This bun has too little meat, so don't buy it again in the future."
Before Shi Sheng could say anything, Xuan'er exclaimed: "Hey, Brother Shi Sheng, what you bought are meat buns, but they cost five cents each." People like them, because their families are poor, only eat meat buns during the holidays.
He would buy some meat to taste. As for Shi Sheng, he was even more frugal. Every time he set up a stall in the market, he would eat the wheat cakes he brought to satisfy his hunger. Unexpectedly, today he would buy meat buns for this woman to eat, and also for a while.
Bought two.
He has never bought anything for himself! Thinking of this, Xuan'er couldn't help but feel a little disgusted, and looked at Ling Ruo with a somewhat unkind look.
Shi Sheng didn't notice Xuan'er's thoughts at all. He just scratched his head and looked at the warm buns in his hand. Is there less meat? The shop opposite is a famous time-honored store. People who have bought buns here praise it for having thin skin and lots of meat. Why is it his turn?
When the time comes, there will be less meat?
When he was about to take a bite, he noticed that Xuan'er had an unhappy look on her face and her eyes were still moving around on the buns. He just said that she was greedy and wanted to eat the buns, so he handed the buns to her and said
: "Sister Xuan'er, I'll give it to you."
Unexpectedly, Xuan'er shook her head and said disdainfully: "No need, I'm very full and I'm not interested." That woman didn't want to eat until she thought of giving it to her. Humph, she didn't want it!
Shi Sheng scratched his head and didn't understand why everyone disliked the good buns and refused to eat them, so he just kept them and took them back to his mother to eat.
Thinking of this, he wrapped the buns in oil paper and put them into the basket, and then continued to sell the fruits in front of him. After shouting all morning, most of the fruits in front of Shi Sheng were missing, and Xuan'er next to him also sold many small ones.
It's just a joke, but Xuan'er's pretty face turned tight and she didn't pay attention to Shi Sheng.
Although the sunshine in early summer is not strong, it shines down so smoothly that it makes people sweat on their foreheads. Just as I was thinking about whether to find a cooler place to move there, there was a sudden commotion among the pedestrians in front of me who were going to the market.
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way, don't block our young master's way!" A young man dressed in blue arrogantly waved away the bustling pedestrians. When the pedestrians saw them, they all moved aside as if they were seeing the god of plague.
"Young Master, you can come over." The boy changed his groveling look and said flatteringly to a young man behind him who was wearing moon-white silk clothes and holding a folding fan. The man's facial features were not bad, but his eyebrows were different
There is an air of frivolity that makes people feel unhappy.
"Unlucky, why did we meet him!" Xuan'er saw the young man walking this way and muttered to herself, with a look of disgust on her face.
As the young man walked along, he took whatever he liked as a matter of course, without giving any money. The vendors were angry and dared not say anything. Soon, he walked to the stall set up by Shi Sheng and saw the stall.
The watermelon on the ground was green and round, and it looked good. He said to the entourage who was following him: "Take these two watermelons back and give them to the master."
"Okay!" the attendant agreed, and picked up the only two watermelons on Shi Sheng's stall. When he was about to leave, he was grabbed by someone. The attendant squinted his triangular eyes at Shi Sheng who was holding him.
Said: "What are you doing?"
"You haven't paid me yet." Shi Sheng knew who the young man in front of him was, but he still had the courage to ask for money for watermelons. He set up a stall here all morning, and all he earned was the price of one watermelon.
Now they are taking away two at once. If they don't pay a penny, they will lose the money of one watermelon.
The man handed the watermelon to the person next to him, then he exaggeratedly picked out his ears and approached Shi Sheng and said, "I didn't hear you clearly. Please say it again."
"You haven't paid for the watermelon yet." As soon as Shi Sheng finished speaking, the man laughed so hard that he was out of breath. Several people who came with the young master next to him also laughed, while the others used
They looked at Shi Sheng with pity, and they all had the same thought in their hearts - offending Qingjiang Yiba, this young man will be in bad luck, alas.
The young master walked a few steps and saw that the people behind him did not follow. Instead, they gathered in front of the melon stall and shouted impatiently: "Du Datong, why are you giggling? Come here quickly!"
"Young Master! Young Master!" Du Datong ran over and said with suppressed laughter: "That melon seller is a silly boy and he is asking us for money."
"Silver?" Upon hearing this, the young master was also happy. He closed his folding fan with a "pop" sound and said, "I didn't expect that after a few days, a man came out of Qingjiang Town who dared to ask me, Hou Mubai, for silver.