MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Hey, this is my son, go, Zhao Shu, Xiao Shu, they are busy with the help of most of the morning, should be hungry, go next door. Buy four meat buns in the buns shop."

Upon seeing it, Ling Jingxuan finally smiled. He took out the money bag and took out a big money from him. When he left the drug store, he was always in a hurry and the money bag was always on him.

"Ok."

It’s rare that this big buns didn’t even have a trick, and they nodded and ran out, but...

"Hey, don't buy too much, just try the taste."

"amount……"

Only after a few steps, the big buns deliberately turned their heads back to warn his family. Ling Jingxuan’s brain was black and directly declared to be killed. Grandma’s, when he was able to live a big bowl of drinking and eating meat? Looks like an opportunity!

"Hey!"

Upon seeing it, Ling Wen cracked his mouth and thief laughed twice. He turned to the buns and ran away. Ling Jingxuan didn't see the place. The thin face was covered with a pure happy smile.

"Boss, give me two pounds of pork belly, sell it in the water?"

Back to God, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly, and the corner of his eye swept to the pig's large intestine hanging on the side, could not help but think of the braised fat sausage, the hot fat intestines came.

"Eight words and one pound, there is left this pair, is the younger brother?"

The butcher said while cutting the meat, Ling Jingxuan is raising an eyebrow. It is not that the ancients do not know how to wash the large intestine. Generally, no one wants it? Why is it so expensive here, eight words and one pound, catching up with the price of lean meat.

"Forget it, you can cut a pound of lean meat for me."

Reluctant to take a look at the water, Ling Jingxuan is not willing to buy after all, perhaps influenced by the little buns, he also became concerned about money.

"Well, a total of forty texts, give you two big pig bones."

The butcher casually tied two pieces of meat with a few straws, and gave him two big bones to him. At this time, Ling Wen bought the steamed buns and looked back at the meat on his hands. The lips moved and eventually what it was. Did not say, counted forty copper plates to the butcher.

"Oh, this time, you are extravagant. If you have more money in the future, if you have an urgent need, do you say it?"

When I went back, the big steamed buns couldn't help but still chanted. Ling Jingxuan was in a good mood. He handcuffed pork and licked his head with one hand: "Well, you have the final say, we will make a lot of money in the future and we are afraid that there is no meat to eat?"

"Oh! This is the reason."

The big buns and a pair of scorpions can teach the expression, seeing Ling Jingxuan couldn’t help but laugh, forget it, it’s rare that his family’s buns are generous once, he won’t give him classes, and then he will slowly come to see you. Refined?

"Wow... is it a meat buns? My brother is giving me one, so sweet!"

The oxcart started again, and the little buns saw the moment of the meat buns, and the eyes showed excitement, full of meat and buns.

"Don't worry, be careful, come, iron baby, uncle Han Shu, you all have to eat, this is really tired of you."

The younger brother who couldn’t stand the nature of eating goods, the big buns said that he had sighed a few times before he handed it to him. Then he gave Ling Jingpeng one of them, and finally he turned himself to take the meat. Ling Jingxuan of the buns found out that his dry cognac was not only a slap in the face, but also quite a man.

"Oh... delicious!"

Ling Wu bite down, mouthful of oil, laughter, don't mention how much satisfaction, other people have also started, they are really hungry, Ling Jingxuan took a bite but did not continue to eat, not not hungry, but too Oil, I don't know if the ancients had less oil and water. This meat buns are all fat and too greasy. From the 21st century, he really can't eat it.

"Hey, don't you eat?"

One of the buns licked two meat buns, all holding the bulging belly to reveal the satisfaction of the gods. Ling Wu’s eye pointed out that Ling Jingxuan’s hand took a bite of the buns. The small face could not help but be confused, but the eyes were full of burning light. Locking the buns on his hand, Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but smile, sighing and eating the goods, handing him the steamed buns: "Heaven is too hot, I can't eat it, give it to you."

"Well... no, no, no, I still eat. I am full."

The little burrowers have not yet extended and hurried back, the mouth is wet, and the eyes are staring at the buns.

"Oh... I will hold it for you, I really can’t eat it, don’t I still buy meat? I will eat more meat at night.”

For food, it is too difficult to control the temptation of food. Losing his little buns has this filial piety. Ling Jingxuan is happy from the bottom of his heart, and he does not despise them.

"Hey, you are so good!"

The words, the little buns can no longer resist the urgent desire for the meat buns. The two hands hold the sweet smile of the buns. The appearance is exactly the same as when Ling Wen holds the money. The two brothers are worthy of twins. The difference is that One loves money, one is greedy.