Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

"This girl, she's so neat, she's still giving me mung bean soup? Oh, that's embarrassing."

Aunt Qi happily closed her mouth from ear to ear, carrying two bags and standing with her partner, the old lady, and she couldn't help but tease her.

"You have a bite, and you will know if you have a bite. Let's go back together as soon as you finish the purchase. Maybe they won't give me mung bean soup later."

At first glance, the old lady was very particular about people, she didn't have the habit of eating while standing in the street, but she couldn't bear the old man's persuasion, so she opened the bag and took a bite. She ate it first without paying the money.

After this bite, his mouth was full of oil, so delicious that people couldn't help but want to take a second bite.

"Just give me six more. My son has many sons and he can eat. I also have two vegetarians. My old man has high blood pressure and blood lipids. Ask him to eat lighter ones."

Su Haitang agreed, and while filling the bag, the accounts had been settled, and the mung bean soup was handed over to Shengshang.

"When you come back, take an enamel jar or something, buy a steamed bun and get a spoonful of mung bean soup, until it's full."

"Okay, I'll come back for the delicious food." Mrs. Zhang pursed her lips, and the pearl necklace glowed brightly in the morning sun.

The old ladies are familiar with their neighbours in the neighborhood. With such a publicity, everyone who comes out for breakfast will come over to taste something fresh.

It’s just that Su Haitang’s steamed buns are not cheap. Most people only buy one or two. They sit at the fritters stall next to them and buy a serving of old tofu and soy milk wontons.

But as long as they have eaten, they say that steamed buns are good. So it was passed on. Although Su Haitang’s steamed bun stall was not as popular as the fried dough stick shop, it did not cut off customers. After more than two hours, it sold out.

Su Haitang left the last few steamed buns and gave them to the owner of the fried dough stick and pancake stall next to him. After saying hello, he closed the stall and left.

Su Haitang took advantage of the chaos to mix into the inventory of many little foxes in the space, but he did not dare to sell too much for fear of revealing the stuff.

Su Haitang asked people how to get to the antique market, so he wandered around with a pack of change.

Chaoyang City can be regarded as a medium-sized city with many street-side shops and many time-honored brands, but it has not yet built the commercial street that was common later.

Su Haitang has plenty of time, so he goes in and turns around whenever the shop just opened, in case she can be asked to pick it up, and she encounters something that Xiaoyu is sensitive to.

Facts have proved that Xiaoyu's mouth picking is even more serious, and Su Haitang has not gained anything after shopping two streets.

She was not in a hurry, looking at the sparsely crowded antique market, she walked in enthusiastically.

The morning market has passed, and my eyesight is not good to try my luck. Because the light is dim, many people are slaughtered.

Su Haitang wandered past the stalls one by one, and when he saw something close to his eye, he would pick it up and play with it.

The boss's eyesight is very good. A glance at her clothes and dress can also estimate her financial resources. She only allows her to see, but does not take the initiative to solicit.

Su Haitang really came across a gadget with exquisite workmanship.

"How to sell this jade tiger?"

Her little brother is a tiger, he bought it and raised it as a gift for him.

The boss raised his eyelids and showed five fingers.

Su Haitang looked at the tiger over and over, but still felt that he liked it, so he repaid him the price.

"It's cheaper, it's worth a bit of workmanship. Thirty yuan is worth the money. Sell me one."

The boss snapped a goatee, frowning and staring at her in pain.

"Little girl, don't come here to show your timidity if you don't know how to do it. This is a good jade carving. It will not be sold if it is five hundred less."

Su Haitang didn't care, his eyes still stuck to Yutu.

"I can't even deceive me with this fake craft, so I am embarrassed to call five hundred? A price, thirty, can you sell it?"

The boss looked at her uncertainly, Su Haitang looked back indifferently, his aura was full.