It was very lively outside, and it was no less busy inside.
The ten butter boys all used their housekeeping skills to gather around Mrs. Li Chun, serving tea and water, patting her back and shoulders.
This one took the lady's hand and said with a soft nasal voice: "Do you think this cordyceps is particularly good and suitable for buying back for nourishment?"
The man tilted his head again, trying to shrink his 1.8 meter height onto the lady's shoulder and said coquettishly: "Look at this one of mine, it's obviously bigger and better~~~"
Xiaoruo couldn't bear to look at it and asked them to work hard to sell it. I didn't expect them to work so hard!
She felt like her skin was getting goosebumps because of their efforts, and she saluted these handsome men in unison.
However, Mrs. Lichun obviously liked this trick, her face was smiling like a trumpet flower, and her red lips painted with red vermillion never closed for a moment.
The madam was surrounded by a crowd of warblers, and even the two maids were pushed to the outside, not to mention the oil-faced clay man and the boy carrying the cage.
The oil-faced clay figurine glared fiercely at the creamy boys. He tried to squeeze in several times, but was pushed out by these pretty boys without leaving a trace. In the panic, he didn't know who stepped on him several times. There were several erratic marks on the crescent-white shoes.
A dusty shoe print.
"Don't waste your efforts. Madam is so excited to see how she will punish you!" Jiu'er looked coldly at his wasted work and reminded him in a low voice.
This guy is looking for death himself, so don't use them as backers. No one can escape when Madam gets angry.
Not daring to contradict Jiu'er, the oil-faced clay figurine could only vent his anger on the boy carrying the cage: "You carry a broken bird cage all day long, no wonder the lady doesn't like to talk to you!"
The young man raised his eyes and glanced at him, then lowered his head and looked at the ground in front of him, like a pool of stagnant water without any ripples.
Hitting the cotton with a punch, the oil-faced clay figure became even more angry. He gritted his back molars and said, "Don't think that just because the madam loves you, you can be arrogant. I have served the madam for so many years..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiu'er rolled his eyes at him impatiently and said, "I am blaming others for my lack of ability. If you keep nagging me, I will tell my wife that you are bullying Mr. Wen in private!"
The oil-faced clay figure choked on one sentence stopped making any sound, and after a while he muttered to himself: "A fake..."
The young man raised his eyes for a moment, and Xiaoxun took in his entire face.
An oval face is embedded with a pointed nose, the tip of the nose is plump, the eyes are slender, and the eyes are as bottomless as ancient wells. Only a little black mole in the corner of the eye reveals a little playful vitality.
This face... An indescribable strange feeling suddenly arose in Xiaoxun's heart. This feeling of being unable to find drove him to walk straight towards the young man.
Black soap boots broke into the ground in front of the young man's eyes. His drooping eyelids climbed up along the boots, and finally settled at the angle of looking up.
Xiaoxun is nearly two heads taller than him.
After looking at the face of the owner of the boots, the young man returned to his old state, lowering his head and eyes, saying nothing, like an old monk in meditation.
"Have you...have we met before?" The two of them were only one step away, and Xiaoxun could only see the top of the young man's jet-black hair.
silence.
"Do you know me?" Xiaoxun asked again.
Still silent.
The oil-faced clay man next to him glanced at him, rolled his eyes and said, "He won't speak until it's dark if you ask. If I hadn't heard him speak before, I would have thought he was mute."
His strange anger did not receive any response. The young man remained silent. Xiao Xun also fell silent standing in front of the young man. The two maids did not want to talk at all and simply pretended not to hear.
The muscles on the angry clay figure's face twisted and twitched again, and the thick powder almost cracked the tortoise shell pattern.
Xiao Ruo had no way to interfere with the young lady who was entertaining the distinguished guests, so she left it to the handsome salesman. She waved to Shopkeeper Mao to take over her escort position, and then quietly exited the showroom.
Outside the exhibition hall, Xiao Xun, the boy holding the basket, the oil-faced clay figurine, and the two maids stood in an acute triangle. Xiao Ruo shouted "A Xun" to break this strange scene.
Xiao Xun turned around to see Xiao Ruo coming out. He took a few long steps to come to her side, and put up an awning to shield her from the increasingly fierce sun.
"It's okay, I'm not hot." Xiao Ruo took the big hand above his forehead and put his hand down. "What were you talking about just now?"
It was rare to see Xiaoxun chatting with others, and she couldn't help but be curious.
Xiaoxun turned his head and glanced at the young man. He half-closed his eyes and quickly searched his mind to make sure that he could not remember whether he had seen the young man before.
"Seeing that he looked familiar, I asked a few questions." He looked away and returned his attention to Xiaoruo. "Isn't it over yet? I promised to make cold cakes for her at noon."
"Is it almost there?" Thinking of Xiao Xun's craftsmanship, Xiao Ruo couldn't help but swallow her saliva. She looked inside the door and saw that the handsome salesmen were still working hard to earn commissions. "Well, what's next?
Actually, I don’t have anything to do, so we can just leave first.”
It's been a long time since she had a serious dish from Xiaoxunshao, which was strange.
Xiao Ruo, who is very mobile, immediately waved to the clerk who was guarding outside the exhibition hall. The clerk jogged a few steps to Xiao Ruo and asked respectfully: "What are your orders, Miss Xiao?"
"Tell the other shopkeepers that I have gone back to my house first. If you have any questions, just come to my house and see me."
Now the biggest thing is to go back and prepare lunch.
"Hey! Okay! Miss Xiao, please walk slowly!"
Watching Xiaoruo Xiaoxun walk out of the chamber of commerce, the clerk hurried back to the showroom door to be on call. The shopkeeper can tell you that if you do well today, your monthly money will be doubled this month!
After leaving the Chamber of Commerce compound, the two walked along Maoer Lane, walking in the shadows.
Although Xiaoruo is not afraid of the heat, she doesn't want to tan either.
Speaking of which, it seems that there is no sunscreen in this world... I have to go back and ask the old man if there are any medicinal materials that can prevent sunscreen. Maybe I can develop it and make a fortune.
The calculations in her heart were rattling, and Xiao Ruo didn't notice Xiao Xun's unusual silence along the way.
Back home, the little greedy cat had already moved a small stool and sat at the door of the kitchen house, waiting for Xiao Xun to come back and fulfill his promise to make cold cakes for her.
Mix the rice milk, boil the water, pour the white, tender and smooth rice milk into a bowl and let it cool until it is completely cooked, then pour a spoonful of sweet brown syrup, and the sweet and cool rice cake is completed.
After frying some seasonal vegetables, the family sat in the shade of the grape trellis and finished their lunch.
After the meal, the old and young were sent to take a nap, while Xiao Ruo and Xiao Xun cleared the dishes together.
Picking up a bowl, he paused for three seconds, put away his chopsticks, and paused for another three seconds. Xiaoruo couldn't stand it anymore and immediately took the last bowl from Xiaoxun's hand and said, "Axun, you should go take a nap too. Last night
If you didn’t sleep well, you need to catch up on your sleep.”
Looking at these two dark circles, Xiaoruo felt distressed.
Xiao Xun reacted sluggishly for a while before saying hello. He insisted on washing the last bowl and putting it in the cupboard. Then he slowly returned to his room under Xiao Ruo's worried eyes and took a rare nap.
Lying in bed, Xiaoxun felt that he had quickly entered another world. He clearly knew that he should be asleep and dreaming.
In the dream, the world he was in was shrouded in thick fog, and he walked through the thick fog, but no matter how hard he ran, he could not reach the end of the dream.
Just when he couldn't run anymore, he was hunched over and leaning on his knees with his hands, gasping for air, when a very subtle voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Do you want this?"
He turned around suddenly, and saw a thin boy with a big head curled up on the ground, looking up at him. The boy handed him a thin wire.
"Do you want this?" The boy's bloodless mouth opened and closed, and there was a black mole at the corner of his slender eyes.