Chang’an Peasant Girl

After confirming with the carpenter in the shop that the canopy bed would be delivered to the door in three days, Xiao Changyi came out of the shop with An Jing on his back.

It was noon when he came out of the shop, and it was time for lunch. Xiao Changyi asked, "What would you like to eat?"

"Meat Bun" smiled quietly, "I smelled it just now, it smells so good."

She actually wanted to save money, but she was really craving meat buns now. It was probably because Lin Jing's body had never eaten meat, which made her feel as if she hadn't eaten meat for many years.

Oops.

You know, her food in the army was very good, how could she have no meat to eat?

"Yeah." Xiao Changyi had no objection at all, he walked to the small vendor selling meat buns with Jing Jing on his back, and bought six meat buns and two steamed buns.

There is one meat bun for one penny, and two steamed buns for one penny, for a total of seven pence.

There is a tea stall next to selling steamed buns, one penny per bowl, Xiao Changyi bought two bowls of tea, and then sat at the tea booth with An Jing, drinking tea and eating steamed buns.

As soon as he sat down quietly, he rudely took out the meat bun from the paper bag to eat, and handed a meat bun to Xiao Changyi: "You eat too"

The meat buns are quite big, with thin skin and a lot of stuffing, so she quietly took a bite. As soon as she tasted the meat, she immediately rolled her eyes in satisfaction.

Delicious.

Those wild vegetables and wowotou are simply incomparable.

"Yeah." The corners of Xiao Changyi's mouth twitched invisibly, he nodded lightly, took the meat bun that An Jing handed him, and ate it.

When he said to her yesterday morning that 'it won't happen in the future', he couldn't just be nice to her, but also to himself.

Just because, he knew, she also wanted to be nice to him.

And he didn't want to make her unhappy.

Seeing the quiet satisfied with eating the meat buns, Xiao Changyi's rock-hard heart was unbelievably soft.

She is happy, he is happy.

Just when An Jing and Xiao Changyi were eating steamed buns at the tea stall, Niu Dahua had already walked back to Jiuping Village.

There is a big banyan tree at the entrance of the village. There are many people gathered under the banyan tree. When Niu Dahua saw it, he immediately walked over and said loudly, "Do you know that Xiao Changyi has made a fortune!"

Auntie immediately leaned forward and back with a smile: "Niu Dahua, you are dreaming, go and see Xiao Changyi's thatched hut. The most ruined house in the village is his house. If you say that he made a fortune, you are not afraid of laughing to death."

"What I said is true!" Seeing that no one believed him, Niu Dahua shouted anxiously. "I saw Xiao Changyi buy thirty cents a foot of cloth as his and Jing's wedding dress, thirty cents! Thirty cents! Not three cents! That's the most expensive red cloth in Wanbu Pavilion! Very few Someone can afford it! I don't even dare to look at the cloth! But he not only bought it, but he also bought it for 14 feet, for a total of 430 bucks! 430 bucks! That's 430 bucks! My family doesn’t have that much money left, and half of the people in the village don’t have this amount, isn’t he rich?!”

Four hundred and thirty? ! ! !

"Hey—" Everyone gasped in unison.

In fact, everyone didn't believe Niu Dahua's words that Xiao Changyi made a fortune at first, but when Niu Dahua was very excited and said that he had seen it with his own eyes, they gradually believed it, and then the more he heard Niu Dahua's words, the more surprised he became.

In the end, everyone was terrified.

That's almost half a tael of silver!

What kind of hands and feet is this, even willing to spend so much money? More importantly, Xiao Changyi's servant actually took it out?