Chief don't slap in the face

"I want to eat strawberry compote!"

Song Guo smacked his lips, with a look of disgust on his face: "This Xia City is bigger and has more people, life is not as good as Chaoge!"

"Just pretend to be Boyi!"

The waiter despises that there are only a handful of tribes nearby that can rival Xiacheng, so what the hell is Chaoge?

"Let's go, wait until autumn, you will have endless candied fruit!"

With Xia Ye's current situation, he won't be angry with a waiter.

"Here, Chaoge's biscuits, I'll give you a taste!"

When Xiao Songguo left, he took out two biscuits and threw them on the counter.

"What the hell?"

The waiter in the shop grabbed a piece, took a bite carefully, and then he was stunned, because an indescribable fragrance instantly permeated the tip of his tongue, but the most important thing was the sweetness!

"Is this with honey?"

The waiter muttered, and was about to take another bite when he saw a hand reaching out and taking away the biscuit on the counter.

"Young master!"

Several shop waiters rushed to say hello.

"Biscuits? Interesting!"

Xia Zhitang took a sip, and his eyes lit up immediately. He had never heard of this delicacy. Before he knew it, he ate it up, but he still couldn't finish it.

"cough!"

Xia Zhitang looked at the half biscuit in the second-hand store. The tooth marks on it made him a little uncomfortable, but he still couldn't hold back when he thought of the smell just now.

"Who told you to take other people's things? Take it here!"

Xia Zhitang scolded.

"I... I dare not."

The waiter quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"And your attitude towards guests, how many times have I told you that no matter whether it is a cat or a dog, you must smile, but what have you done? From today on, go to the pier to do chores!"

Xia Zhitang snatched the biscuits from the shopkeeper.

"what?"

The waiter was stupid. He had worked hard for five years and relied on his sister's relationship to become the waiter. Now that he was thrown to the dock, he could only be a coolie for the rest of his life!

The gap was too big, the waiter couldn't accept it for a while, so he ran out, wanting to intercede, but saw the young master put the biscuit he had bitten into his mouth.

Take a bite, and close your eyes slightly, savoring the sweetness!

"So that little girl didn't lie!"

The waiter was so shocked beyond words, who is Xia Zhitang?Xia Yunzhi's favorite young son, the great prophet of the tribe, what delicacies have he never eaten?But he actually snatched his own biscuits to eat. Who would believe this?

"But it's really delicious!"

The waiter licked the corner of his mouth, reminiscing about the taste, and his face was filled with regret. With his own identity, he might never be able to eat that kind of biscuit again in his life, right?

"interesting!"

Xia Zhitang licked his fingers and followed Xia Ye's back.

The linen was pulled two feet to make new clothes for Xia Lingyue. In fact, Xia Ye wanted silk, but Xia Lingyue was unwilling to kill him.

"How do you work in silk?"

The reason for the summer months is justifiable.

In the market, all kinds of groceries and food can't be compared with Chaoge, but the fabrics are not bad.

"Porcelain puppets are also good!"

Little Songguo picked a little pottery man.

"When I have time, I will burn you a Chinese zodiac figurine!"

During Xia Ye's university days, he learned how to make pottery and dabbled in porcelain, but in this day and age, people can't eat enough, so there shouldn't be much demand for porcelain!

"No, in any era, there are classes, and those rich people must have a lot of spare money."

Xia Ye suddenly realized that he had made a mistake in his judgment. The audience of porcelain has never been poor people. Thinking about history, Chinese porcelain and silk have always been the most popular commodities in Western countries.

Which noble family does not have a few sets of porcelain, that is a low-level local turtle!You can't even step on the threshold of high society.

Just when Xia Ye was distracted, Song Guo and his party cheered and rushed into a weapon shop.

This is also an industry that Chaoge does not have.

Chapter 245

"Everything, everything!"

Xiao Siguo has already shouted, in an era where barbaric civilizations are growing wildly, everyone has a natural pursuit of weapons!

Xia Ye saw the size of the weapon store, it took up half a street, about 50 meters, and it included forging, so he couldn't help but look at the signboard hanging on the street facade.

The two big characters Hagar, in addition to being printed on the wooden board with red lacquer, are also embroidered on the linen, hanging high and fluttering in the wind.

"You guys will pick!"

Xia Ye is happy, Xia Jia is one of the three major swordsmiths in Xia City, and even a dagger of his works is worth less than ten thousand knives, which can be called BBA among weapons.

Ordinary people just stand outside the door and take a look to pass the eye addiction, but now Xia Ye can afford the words of the little wombat, they want all of them, they can afford them all! !

Xia Jia’s shop waiter is not as arrogant as the snack shop just now. After all, the people who come to the weapon shop are warriors and heroes. Maybe they don’t wear very well, but they must be rich, because weapons are related to their wealth and life, as long as their IQ is good. People like to invest in it.

"What weapons do you guys want? We can make everything from daggers and arrows to bed crossbow chariots!"

The shop clerk looked at Xia Ye with a smile on his face.

Hey, this calm demeanor, at first glance, looks like a big shot, who often gives orders, similar to those common heads of groups of dozens of people.

"Take out your best weapons and have a look!"