Reborn Little Husband Farming

After packing up everything, Li Li went into the room in the dark. Just as he lay down, someone who was supposed to be asleep rubbed against him.

"Daughter-in-law?" Mo Li frowned, but he wasn't asleep yet.

Luo Wangshu was very sleepy, but he couldn't sleep without Li Li next to him as a heater.Of course, it was impossible for him to say these words to Li Qiye, lest Mo Li think that he couldn't do without him.

"Well, by the way, if they think it's expensive tomorrow, you can say five yuan and two buns, you know?"

"Yeah." Mo Li hugged the man carefully, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. This method is quite good, two fen for a steamed bun is too bad, three fen for a bun is a bit more, and five fen for two steamed buns is really good.

After speaking, Luo Wangshu became even more sleepy, hugged him tightly and fell asleep happily.

When the sky was slightly bright, Li Li woke up, and carefully pulled away Luo Wangshu's hands and feet, but unfortunately, when he finally got out, Luo Wangshu grunted and hugged him again, and more than Before, I hugged him even tighter, for fear that he would run away.

Mo Li patted Luo Wangshu's hand dumbfounded, and whispered in his ear, "Daughter-in-law."

"Huh?" Luo Wangshu rubbed against him unconsciously.

"Shall we let go first?" Li Li asked tentatively.

Luo Wangshu stared at him in confusion, let go of his hand, and mumbled "Come back early".

"Ah."

Lijia Village is not far from the ferry, and with the bay red horse-drawn cart, the speed is even faster. When they arrived at the ferry, the boats transporting the goods hadn't arrived yet, and Li Li set up his stall in an orderly manner.

The white light in the sky became more and more obvious, the blue river water and the sky reflected each other, and the dark blue sky was dotted with remnants of stars.As time went by, people came one after another. The hawkers who usually set up stalls here saw one more person and were stunned.

"Hey! Dude, what are you selling? It smells so good..."

Although the lid has not been opened, the hawker can still smell the strong fragrance, which makes people greedy.

Mo Li smiled politely, "Baozi."

"Huh? How much is it?" The peddler swallowed. He sold fried dough sticks and steamed buns, but the taste was definitely not as good as Mo Li's.

Mo Li remembered what Luo Wangshu said, and said, "Three Wen for one, and five Wen for two."

Vendor: "...Did you make a mistake?"

"No." To be honest, he was quite happy to sell two buns for five cents.

The corner of the peddler's mouth twitched, "Everyone sells it for two pennies, isn't it... three pennies too much?" Even so, his eyeballs were still glued to the buns.

Li Li said very much, "Two cents are not as good as mine."

The hawker said hehehe, boy, do you know that you are such a crazy seller of buns?However, what Li Li said was indeed the truth, otherwise the peddler wouldn't want to eat after hearing three pennies.

The boats came slowly, and there were more and more people on the ferry.

"Hey, big brother, give me two of your buns." A strong man said.

Mo Li looked at him with a smile, and said, "Two buns cost five cents, with thin skin and plenty of stuffing."

The brawny man wanted to say that it was too expensive, but when he thought that it was only a penny more expensive, and the price of pork had indeed increased a lot, it smelled delicious... He frowned and said, "How about one?"

"A three penny."

Brawny man: "..." Are you cheating?

After hearing what Li Li said, the people who were eager to make a move hesitated. They only paid fifteen cents a day to carry the goods, and the buns would be gone after a meal.

The strong man swallowed his saliva, looked at death and said, "Well...give me two." Who made him say that he wanted two?And it’s better to have two than to have one, so I bought it after gritting my teeth.Huh, I will buy it without asking the price in the future.

Li Li swiftly wrapped two of them in oiled paper, and then took the money.

The brawny man's heart was bleeding, but it didn't stop him from eating the steamed stuffed bun and biting it down...huh?The taste seems to be very good...

A steamed bun is bigger than usual, and the most important thing is that it has a lot of stuffing inside. After eating two steamed buns and drinking some water, the strong man burped in satisfaction, his heart still bleeding, but he felt that the price of steamed buns is the truth value.

"How is it? Are the buns worth five cents delicious?" Someone teased as soon as the strong man passed by.

The strong man glanced at the man, and said in a rough voice: "Of course it's delicious. After eating that bun, I feel like I used to eat dirt!"

"Isn't it? Don't fool us!"

As soon as the strong man's words came out, the others all looked at him with expressions like you think I'm stupid, and at the same time wanted to buy two to try, but this was just a thought, and very few people actually bought it. Not much, but the business of buying fried dough sticks on the opposite side of Mo Li is booming. There is no way, the steamed buns are close to the fried dough sticks stand, so I can’t afford them. You can always smell it, right?

Ever since, the hawker who sold fried dough sticks happily bought two buns with the money, and packed two more when he went back.

"Big brother, are you still selling buns tomorrow?" The peddler looked at Li Li with bright eyes.

Li Li was not annoyed, what to buy was decided by the customer, he didn't need to be angry with others, so when the peddler came to ask, he also smiled: "Come on."

The peddler happily pushed the cart home, after all, it was sold out.

Seeing the fried dough sticks seller leave, the other hawkers scrambled to grab the stall opposite Mo Li, wanting to catch some scent, but Mo Li ignored it.

Thus, a situation was created, the peddlers across from Li Li happily left, but the business of really delicious steamed buns was bleak, only a few contractors came to buy a few, and they went out early in the morning until the sun was about to set in the afternoon, There were still three buns left in the drawer. You know, he didn't make many buns in the first place. How much can he make with less than four catties of meat?

Seeing that they couldn't sell them anymore, Mo Li packed up the stall and drove the horse to eat one by himself. Selling buns was really not feasible, so he also wanted to go to other places to sell them, but the other places were far away from Lijia Village, and he would come and go again and again. It will take a long time on the road, let alone cost-effective.

"Uncle...has the stall been closed?" A voice that was about to cry came hastily.

Mo Li stopped the horse, and after stopping the horse, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy ran over panting. His clothes were patched and patched. His complexion was a bit sallow, but his eyes were very bright, and his back was very straight. Straight, still holding the copper plate tightly in his hand.

"How many buns do you want?"

Hearing this, the boy's eyes lit up, he grinned and said, "Two."

Li Li nodded, and took oil paper to pack.

The boy was obviously very excited: "I thought I couldn't buy it anymore. The buns smell delicious. I can't afford to buy them in the morning. Fortunately, my uncle was still there when I paid my wages."

Li Li was a little speechless, but more amused, "Here, here you are."

"Thank you, Uncle." The boy handed over the five copper coins tightly held in his hand to Li Li.

Mo Li thought for a while and said, "I'll take you four, the buns aren't too hot anymore."

The young man was taken aback, and smiled brightly while holding the bun, "Uncle is so kind!" He took the penny returned by Mo Li, and walked away.

How is he?Li Li shook his head, and drove the carriage home, he had to sell something else tomorrow.