Yu Sheng took the dried sand and threw one into his mouth.
It's rustic and sweet, and it's indeed much more delicious than ordinary sandal.
"Well, it's really good." He shared it with Aunt Qing.
Aunt Qing tasted it and was full of praise.
Baozi saw that they were eating with gusto, and a group of furry kids rushed into the inn, sat on stools and started sharing their food.
Yu Sheng was eating and asked: "Baozi, what's wrong with your legs? You're limping."
"Hey, don't mention it. In my last life, I was unlucky to have such a father. Even if tiger poison doesn't eat its children, he is simply more poisonous than tiger poison." Baozi ate dried mustard and sighed, "It's the father's fault if he doesn't teach him well.
He didn't know how to reflect on himself, but he blamed all his mistakes on me..."
"What on earth did you do?" Yu Sheng interrupted him and asked directly.
Baozi Ci'er is right, but the meaning is weird. If the old master knew it, he would be furious to death.
"I, I just took the peanuts you gave him and fried them myself." Baozi said, "He also ate it, and he praised me for my good craftsmanship. He was seven or eight times as good as you. But he just finished eating.
, he turned against me and refused to recognize me. He stepped on me so much that my feet were swollen, and I didn’t know if he was my biological child.”
"Those are the peanut seeds I gave to your father." Yu Sheng said, "Your father allows you to eat them before beating them, which already means they are his biological children."
"It's also possible that his father thought that since raw peanuts are already mature, it's better to eat them before beating them." Zhou Dafu had other ideas.
They said this while eating dry sand, and the cat couldn't help but open a bag and eat it.
At noon, the cat woke up.
She could take out the dried sand and wrap it in hemp paper into small portions for sale. As for the Beggar's Bag, she could fill it with sand and continue to use it.
"I'm really a genius." Maoer praised himself.
If you say so, do it.
Outside the inn, after Ye Zigao sells paintings, I am a fortune teller, and a blind storyteller collects stories, there is another person selling dried sand.
When passers-by passed by, Mao'er first shouted: "Beggars' Gang, two hundred and fifty coins in."
If passers-by ignored him, he would change his words to, "Shagan, shagan, the best shagan. The original price was ten cents, but the current price is three cents a piece."
After hearing this, Yu Sheng could not help but curl his lips, "You are really a profiteer."
The original price of her sand is worth a damn.
"You don't sound like you're an adulterer." Mao'er responded to him.
At this time, Baozi limped over with a wine jar and said to Yu Sheng from a distance: "Brother, give me ten cents for the wine."
As he spoke, he glanced around Mao'er's stall and licked his lips.
"Three cents a piece, three cents a piece." Cat looked at the buns and kept hinting.
Baozi said with determination, "Brother, please pay three cents for peanuts and seven cents for wine."
"Okay." Yu Sheng turned around and walked towards the inn, Baozi followed, leaving Mao'er stunned, "No, I, three cents..."
Yu Sheng first wrapped the three cents worth of peanuts in hemp paper and handed them to Baozi.
When Yu Sheng went to the backyard to get some wine and returned to the inn, Baozi had already thrown the peanut shells all over the floor.
"Go, don't waste it here if you don't clean it up." Yu Sheng handed him the wine jar.
He put the buns on his back, peeled the peanuts with one hand and left.
When he passed Mao'er's stall, Mao'er glared at him and said, "Beggars' Gang, two hundred and five dollars in, Beggars' Gang, two hundred and five in, Beggars' Gang, two hundred and five."
The old beggar who was taking a nap stopped and said, "What are you talking about? How come our beggar gang only has two hundred and fifty?"
Mao'er glanced at him and said, "You are a fake beggar. You don't even have two hundred and fifty pennies, so why don't you call yourself two hundred and fifty? No, you are a beggar?"
"I..." The old beggar couldn't explain clearly for a while.
These days, it’s unthinkable that someone would snatch the identity of a beggar.
After watching their bickering, Baozi was about to walk back when he remembered, "It's broken. Dad asked me to buy ten cents worth of wine."
He squinted at the wine jar, dissatisfied, it was obviously not enough for ten cents.
Mao'er happened to hear it and gloated: "You deserve it, you don't want to buy my Shagan."
"It seems like it's free to buy your dried sand." Baozi replied to her.
"I really don't want it..." Mao'er took it back in time. If you don't want money, you are a fool. "Then what, it depends on what you do now. One leg is lame now, and both legs will be lame later."
"Then you underestimate me too much." Baozi put down the wine jar, looked around, and picked up a stone that came to him.
He made some gestures on the wine jar, and when he felt that he was right, he hit it with a stone.
Baozi knelt on the ground again, dirtying his knees, then threw away the stone and picked up the wine jar with both hands.
"Isn't the problem solved now?" Baozi looked at Maoer proudly and went home with the wine jar.
"Hey," Mao'er looked at him, "you are really a fucking genius."
Unfortunately, the genius was soon chased and beaten by his father with a broom on the street.
"Tell me, how did the neck of the wine jar break, but the jar's stomach was intact?" Baozi's father said angrily.
The cat was stunned again.
…
Time flies by as we welcome and send off guests.
The Yangzhou caravan set sail, following the road Yu Sheng had walked, heading west, passing through the giant ruins, and heading to Zhonghuang.
Because inns have been spread all over Zhonghuang, and Yu Sheng and others have provided guidance, the business travelers are full of confidence in this trip.
Once the caravan returns successfully, Yangzhou will become the center of the entire Eastern Wasteland.
Although it is almost there now.
Everything is peaceful in Xicheng.
The monster that harmed the Qin family did not appear again, nor did the children of the Qin family. Except for the ruins of the witch courtyard, nothing seemed to have happened.
As for the proliferation of demons and ghosts, Xicheng quickly settled down after the inn dispatched city guards.
This has earned the inn a lot of reputation and merit.
Yu Sheng was also inspired: he could use these monsters in the middle wilderness to take on tasks that they had disdained before, to subdue monsters and eliminate ghosts.
In this way, not only will you get money, but you will also get merit points, and most importantly, the reputation of the inn will also spread.
It can be said to kill three birds with one stone.
In other words, killing four birds with one stone, along with it, the monsters from Sleepless City, Hanshan City and Dabei Mountain also had something to do.
For a time, under Yu Sheng's planning, although the inn stall became bigger and bigger, it was managed in an orderly manner by Yu Sheng.
The only thing that worries me for the rest of my life is the money.
Money is money only when it is spent, and what is not spent is just broken copper, not to mention that he has to pay interest.
If you want to spend money, the best choice is to open an inn.
However, Yu Sheng was short of manpower, and he had very few useful followers.
For this reason, Yu Sheng had to hold an "Eater Conference" in Sleepless City and Hanshan City.
Through this conference, he will select monsters in the city who have encountered bottlenecks and have been unable to realize their enlightenment, and spend the rest of his life cooking a dish for them.
As soon as the news spread, the monsters in Hanshan City went crazy.
This is the first time since Sun Xiaoyao that Shopkeeper Yu has said that he will cook for the selected monster, which means that the day of enlightenment is just around the corner.