After time travel, I ate glutinous rice bran in ancient times

The next day, early in the morning, Wang Yugui and his sister left the city early as usual and rushed to Shuijing Temple.

Now every time they go out, they bring food and drinks.

The eldest sister also brings some fruits and snacks like cakes, making it seem like we are going on a picnic every time.

When Wang Yugui saw the little nun Jingyin again, he couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Jingyin was still as cold as ever and never smiled!

Wang Yugui was puzzled. She couldn't imagine how a cold beauty like her could allow Mr. Zhang San to touch her with his dirty hands.

Even if Mr. Zhang San forced himself on her and molested her, someone like Jingyin would probably resist, right?

...Wang Yugui thought so, and when he had the chance, he couldn't help but look at Jingyin a few more times.

Two days later at noon, after returning from chatting with Jingyin, the eldest sister walked up to Wang Yugui and asked, "Brother, Master Jingyin asked me to ask you, why have you been secretly looking at her these past two days?"

"Ah? This, this is what Master Jingyin asked you to ask me?" Wang Yugui was embarrassed when he heard it.

Unexpectedly, Jingyin's observation ability is quite strong. She seems to be looking straight ahead, but she can see everything clearly.

The eldest sister nodded: "Yes, Master Jingyin asked you if there was anything wrong with her face or body?"

Wang Yugui was speechless. He coughed, cleared his throat, thought for a moment, and quickly covered up: "No, sister, Master Jingyin misunderstood!"

"There's nothing wrong with her face or body, and I don't think she has any bad intentions."

"Brother, I actually want to draw a picture of her, hehe!"

"Oh, brother, are you going to paint a portrait of Master Jingyin?" The eldest sister seemed to have an epiphany after hearing this.

Wang Yugui nodded: "Yes, I was thinking that we had troubled Master Jingyin a lot during these days when we came to the nunnery to paint the portraits."

"In a few days, the portrait will be finished. Before I leave, I will draw a portrait of Master Jingyin as a gift to her as a token of my gratitude!"

"Oh, so that's it, brother, why didn't you tell me earlier? This is a good thing."

"Oh, I see. Brother, you were afraid that if you told her directly that you wanted to paint her a portrait, she would be embarrassed to accept it, so you wanted to paint one secretly for her." The eldest sister laughed when she heard this.

He added: "Oh, when Jingyin asked me just now, I was shocked!"

"I said, my brother is a gentleman, how could he peek at a little nun like her?"

"I told Jingyin at the time that she must have misunderstood. My brother is not that kind of person!"

"Yes, yes, big sister, please help me explain it later, so that Master Jingyin won't misunderstand and embarrass everyone," Wang Yugui nodded hurriedly.

I thought, it was indeed a misunderstanding, but it was not convenient for me to tell you why I saw her.

As Wang Yugui spoke, he spread out paper, drew a picture of Jingyin according to his memory, and asked his eldest sister to deliver it to him.

Jingyin was surprised and happy when she received the portrait: "Oh, I was too suspicious, sister, thank your brother for me!"

"This gift from Painter Xiao Wang is so valuable. This is the first time someone has painted a portrait for me."

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In the next few days, Jingyin's expression softened a lot when she saw Wang Yugui. However, Wang Yugui didn't dare to peek at her anymore.

Concentrate on painting and avoid trouble.

After being busy for several days, Shuijing Temple was relatively peaceful and the portrait of the master was almost finished.

"Brother, can we finish everything tomorrow?" When work was almost over, the eldest sister asked Wang Yugui while sorting out the portraits.

Wang Yugui smiled and nodded: "Yes, tomorrow is the last day. We can finish the painting and settle the bill. The day after tomorrow we can sleep in at home and avoid the heat, haha!"

"That's great. Oh, I wouldn't know if I didn't come out. It's more comfortable to run the store at home, hehe." The eldest sister laughed

The brother and sister talked and laughed all the way down the mountain and returned to the city. After entering the city, they walked for a while.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting on the roadside: "Watermelons for sale, fresh first-harvest watermelons, big and sweet watermelons for sale..."

Wang Yugui and Damei were attracted by the hawking sounds. They turned to look at the roadside at the same time and saw an old man pushing a cart loaded with watermelons and shouting loudly!

"Grandpa, how much are your watermelons?" Wang Yugui walked over and asked.

The old man smiled and said, "Sir, it's not expensive, only eight cents a pound."

"This is the first batch of melons this year. They have red flesh and black seeds. They are big and sweet. Sir, how many do you want to buy?"

Oh, this old man is so enthusiastic. He asked how many I wanted to buy right away.

The enthusiasm of this old man in selling his products is quite similar to that of the old lady selling candied haws in Huaizhou city.

When the old lady was selling candied haws, she would always ask him enthusiastically and proactively: "Sir, how many strings do you want to buy? All of them... That's great!"

"Grandpa, how heavy is this melon?" Wang Yugui smiled and asked

The old man took a melon and weighed it: "A melon is about six pounds. The bigger ones can be seven pounds, and the smaller ones are about four or five pounds!"

"Okay, then pick me two that weigh six or seven pounds, and they must be ripe." Wang Yugui nodded.

After hearing this, the eldest sister hurried forward and said, "Wait a minute, brother!"

"I haven't tasted it yet, so I don't know if this melon is good or not!"

"Hey, little girl, I'm an old melon farmer. The watermelons grown by my Zhong family are famous for being good." The grandfather said, picking up a half-opened sample melon.

He cut two small pieces and handed them to Wang Yugui and his sister: "Here, try it and see if it's sweet. If it's not sweet, you don't have to pay!"

Wang Yugui and his elder sister took the watermelon, tasted it, and found it was quite sweet.

"Okay, uncle, then pick two for me." Wang Yugui smiled and nodded at the old man.

The old man picked out two large watermelons, weighed them, and said with a smile, "Sir, these two watermelons weigh exactly 15 kilograms!"

"Eight coins a pound. Let me calculate. The total is one hundred and twenty coins."

"Grandpa, is your scale accurate? Weigh it again, let me take a look." The eldest sister hurried over to check the scale

The old man brought it up again and showed it to the eldest sister: "Little girl, why are you so worried?"

"Master, I am so old, can I still not weigh you?"

"Well, okay, it seems to be fifteen pounds." The eldest sister looked at the scale and nodded.

The old man laughed again: "Oh, this little girl, it seems like she is, obviously, my scale is very accurate!"

Wang Yugui also laughed when he heard this. Just as he was about to pay, he heard the elder sister say loudly: "Uncle, we bought two, it should be cheaper."

"I think you shouldn't ask for 120 wen, just 100 wen!"

"Oh my God, how can this little girl bargain like this? I'm just a small business, no, no, I won't accept it if it's less than 20 cents." The old man heard it and waved his hands.

The eldest sister laughed: "Hehe, then one hundred and ten cents, anyway you have to give me less, we bought two, and there is no bargaining!"

"I heard that watermelons used to sell for only six cents a pound. Why are you selling them for eight cents?"

"Oh, your price is two cents more than others for this pound. For 15 pounds, you are charging 30 cents more!"

"Oh, it's sold for six cents a pound elsewhere?" Wang Yugui asked hurriedly.