"Go, don't make fun of your uncle, he's neither old nor young."
He put the basket in front of him, and Yu Sheng looked around and saw that it was all dried bamboo shoots and the like.
"I'm talking about Uncle Zhang. Uncle Shi just sent me a lot of dried bamboo shoots yesterday, and there are still more in the inn now," Yu Sheng said.
Nowadays, almost all the dried bamboo shoots in the inn are provided by the folks in the town, and the most popular among them is Uncle Shi.
The dried bamboo shoots dried by Uncle Shi are particularly delicious, while the pork jiu ones are not as good.
As for the Li Zheng ones, well, they are made from dried bamboo shoots.
"I know, you don't need to stress it again, you don't understand the beauty of my bitter bamboo shoots. I decided to go to Zhonghuang and find a destined monster to sell to him." Li Zheng said.
"I bet you want to trap wild monsters, that's fine." Yu Sheng said.
He looked at Senior Blacksmith again and said, "Uncle Fourth, what are you doing, helping monsters make iron tools? But I only have food to go to this inn."
"I don't know how to make iron." Gao Si lifted the basket and asked, "How do you like the newly baked nephew's buns? Does it smell good?"
"It's Roujiamo." Yu Sheng emphasized again and took one to taste. It was not bad.
As for the fisherman Uncle Gen, needless to say, he was carrying a basket of fresh fish.
"There are quite a lot of these things in Zhonghuang," Yu Sheng said.
Li Zheng and the others also thought so, "Especially the Hanshan City we are going to. It is surrounded by water. How can there be no fish?" Li Zheng said.
"What do you know?" the fisherman said proudly: "They have the Zhonghuang fish, and I have the Donghuang fish."
"What's the difference?" Li Zheng didn't understand.
"The difference is huge. At least the word Donghuang is attractive enough." The fisherman asked Li Zheng, "For the same price, do you want to eat the fish from our lake or the fish from the Central Plains?"
Li Zheng pondered for a moment, "I really want to taste what the Central Plains fish tastes like."
"What if it costs three cents?" the fisherman asked again.
"It's still a Central Plains fish." Li Zheng said. After all, you can eat fish in the lake if you want, so it's not like you haven't eaten them before.
"Look." The fisherman said proudly.
"Hey, you are really a profiteer." Li Zheng and the others said in unison.
"This is not a profiteer, this is a business or something..." The fisherman looked at Yu Sheng, he heard this word from Yu Sheng's mouth.
"Business thinking." Yu Sheng said.
"Ah, yes, business thinking." Uncle Gen, the fisherman, said.
"Look, look at Uncle Gen's consciousness, and look at the gap between you and me. They are from the same town, so why are they so different?" Yu Sheng said.
"Because he eats fish?" Li Zheng said.
"It's really possible. Xiaoyuer didn't eat fish since he was a child, so he didn't have a bright mind when he was young. I remember one time..." Li Zheng said.
"Ahem, I'm talking about you, don't talk about me." Yu Sheng interrupted their conversation.
"Then my bitter bamboo shoots are the Eastern Wilds bitter bamboo shoots." Li Zheng came to his senses and gave his bamboo shoots a name.
"Then this is the Roujiamo, the son of King Donghuang." Senior Senior said.
"What you said can easily lead to discrimination." Yu Sheng said. Those who didn't know better thought he was turning his meat into meat buns.
"Isn't that more commercial...yes, thinking." said the senior senior.
"Okay," Yu Sheng looked at Uncle Shi, "Uncle, what are you going to sell?"
"I made a few gadgets with carpentry work." Uncle Shi opened the basket and found a laundry mallet, wooden spoons and the like.
"You can't get into the inn, and this isn't food." Yu Sheng said in embarrassment.
Uncle Shi said: "You little fish, why can't this be eaten? Let me ask you, what is Zhonghuang?"
"Monster." Yu Sheng was confused.
"Are there insect monsters among monsters?" Uncle Shi asked.
"have it."
"Are there any wood-gnawing insects? There must be, right? This is the food I sell to them." Uncle Shi said.
"You..." Yu Sheng pointed to the basket, thinking that I can't even convince the system.
The cold voice of the system sounded in his mind, "Well, I'm convinced."
"The only advantage of my food is that besides eating it, you can also do something else." Uncle Shi said proudly.
"High, really high!" Li Zheng and the others gave a thumbs up to Uncle Shi, "Lao Jiang is the hotter, too business-minded."
Yu Sheng said that now he doesn’t even know what business thinking is.
Just as he was talking, Aunt Ma also walked in carrying a basket, which was quite difficult.
Yu Sheng went up to help her carry it, "Aunt Ma, what are you selling again?"
"Xiao Yu'er tofu." Aunt Ma said, "Your tofu is so expensive that some of you must not be able to afford it. My tofu is delicious and cheap."
"Tofu is just tofu, not small fish tofu." Yu Sheng said.
He glanced around them and asked, "Why do I think you are going to Zhonghuang to sell me out?"
"Haha." The villagers laughed.
Even so, Yu Sheng still had a monster card for each of them, and helped them carry the goods to Hanshan Inn before returning.
After coming back, Yu Sheng saw that they were all gone, and they didn't know what they were busy with.
Fortunately, nothing happened at the inn, so I left with them for the rest of my life, and I could still practice calligraphy with peace of mind.
Since finding the ghost characters, Yu Sheng felt that he had vaguely touched the highest realm of calligraphy.
If we say that when I first started practicing calligraphy, I saw mountains as mountains, and after experiencing that I saw mountains as mountains, now I have seen mountains as mountains for the rest of my life.
Just like that ghost word that creates water out of thin air, it is water, not water, but real water.
After practicing calligraphy until dusk, Fu and Nang came back. After muttering a lot, they each started working intensively.
Yu Sheng originally wanted to take advantage of their plans to make a fortune.
But Tietou ran over panting and told Yu Sheng that the Li Zheng people he sent there were beaten by demons in the streets of Hanshan City.
"Why is this?" Yu Sheng put down the pen in his hand in surprise.
"I don't know, just go over and have a look." Tietou said.
When Yu Sheng rushed over, he saw a dense circle of monsters surrounding the entrance of the inn. The city guard in the middle separated Li Zheng and the others from several monsters.
"What's going on?" Yu Sheng squeezed in and asked.
Li Zheng saw Yu Sheng and pulled him over.
There were bruises around his eyes and dust on his clothes, "Xiao Yu'er, come over and comment."
He pointed at the monsters in front of him and said, "These little monsters want to take off my clothes if they tell me I'm wearing fake clothes."
Yu Sheng frowned and looked at the city guard.
The city guard hurriedly said: "City Lord, we don't care about this anymore. It's them...these childish monsters who set up some kind of Huawei on their own, and went to the streets to find trouble for those monsters in fake clothes."
Yu Sheng looked in the direction of their fingers and saw that these monsters were young, dressed in brightly colored clothes, and holding a fan in their hands. They claimed to be romantic.
"Whoever asked them to wear fake Chinese clothes, we have the obligation to protect our interests in wearing real Chinese clothes." The leader of the monster said plausibly.
"Xiao Yu'er," Aunt Ma tugged on Yu Sheng's clothes at this time, "What are Chinese clothes?"
"In short, it is the clothes that people wear themselves." Yu Sheng said.
"Hey, there's no logic in this, we are just human beings." Aunt Ma said.
"Ignore them, they are mentally handicapped." Yu Sheng said, he was too lazy to care about this, and said to the city guard: "Convict them according to the rules of the city lord's palace."
"Yes." The city guard handed over his hand.
"They are wearing fake ones and we are wearing real ones. Why should they arrest us?" Several monsters behind were unconvinced.