Chapter 164

Little Tuanzi looked up at Gu Chen's face and shook his sleeve. Unexpectedly, he killed him with a crooked head. "Brother Gu Chen, you gave us money first. If you sell the eggs later, you'll give them back to you. Isn't it good?"

Dudu quickly stood up and said, "don't give it back, soft sister. I'll give you the money back right away when I sell the duck eggs."

Gu Chen glanced at Du Du.

Dudu's masculinity was two points weaker in an instant.

Gu Chen backhanded directly caught the soft and waxy little fat hand of the small ball in his hand, went to the sugar painting booth and handed a hundred yuan in the past, "five sugar paintings, draw Paige first."

"Thank you, brother Gu Chen. Brother Gu Chen is fat!" the little Tuanzi smiled and bent his big eyes into small crescent moons, and two lovely little pear vortices on his small face.

Take the Paige sugar painting handed over by the stall owner and lick it gently. Well, it's so sweet!

She stood on tiptoe and handed the sugar painting to Gu Chen's lips. "Brother Gu Chen, you can also taste it. It's very fragrant and sweet. Paige is delicious!"

Although Gu Chen tried to be expressionless, the radian from the corners of his mouth couldn't be pressed down. He never ate sugar. The ghost made a figure and bit page's head down.

Well, it's really sweet. It's so sweet!

But a slight sob also came into his ears at this time. He bowed his head and bumped into the small group's sad eyes.

Never mind the small brother's eyes, and he looked at his little head, and no longer could he love the piggy, but his little tears were shining. His mouth was mumbling, "never mind, it doesn't matter. Even if Gu Chen brother ate Paige's head, Paige was still very sweet!"

Gu Chen: "

He turned to the booth owner and said, "how much sugar do you have left? All piglets, piggy, I want them all!"

The stall owner was stunned, and then his face was an excited smile, "OK, OK, I'll do it right away, right away!"

A piggy Paige painted with a glutinous rice paper was stuffed into the little dumplings by Gu Chen. Until two hands were not able to take it, she came back from the state of staring at the dog. "Brother brother Gu Chen, I can't eat so many sugar paintings!"

"If you can't eat, you can float on the way back later."

Xiaotuanzi: "well..."

Speechless!

Finally, Gu Chen took the little duck 's egg and did not sell it. He carried a big basket of piggy sugar painting.

After several children were satisfied with their sugar paintings, they finally remembered that they had business.

Several people looked at each other and almost asked in unison, "how should the eggs be sold?"

After asking, several little turnip heads looked at Gu Chen, the only one with successful experience.

Gu Chen didn't seem to see the eyes of others for help, and looked at xiaotuanzi, "come with me."

"OK!" the Little Regiment immediately rattled and shook his head. Two lovely and loving little ones ran behind his ass.

Gu Chen went straight to the open space next to an old man selling vegetables, put the basket of duck eggs on the ground and squatted on the ground: "duck eggs are sold. The authentic Native duck eggs in cliff village are sold cheaply for two yuan each.

You can't afford two yuan. You can't afford two yuan. You can't afford two yuan. You can buy a cliff village duck egg. It's steamed, fried, fried, delicious, nutritious! "

The other five, including Xiaotuan Zi, ate a big whale. Jpg

Little Tuanzi even rubbed his big black eyes with his fat little hands with ten meat dens.

This... Is she the elder brother Gu Chen who is taller and colder than her eldest brother?

Elder brother Gu Chen should not have been robbed when?

[the sweetness exceeds the standard. It really kills me!]

[solo, a 28 year old mother and fetus, was so excited about two cute babies that she couldn't. the old aunt went out to catch a man and gave birth to a baby.]

[the real domineering president dotes on the cute little wife, kswl]

[my mother passed by just now, so she must check my cell phone and say that my smile is very strange, like puppy love!]

[am I the only one who wants to try the duck eggs in cliff village? Drool. JPG]

[upstairs, you are not alone. I just placed an order in a powerful treasure and laughed up. JPG]

……

Under the cry of King Gu Chen, within a few minutes, the thirty duck eggs of the small regiment had been sold out.

The other four little ones immediately gathered around with their baskets, "brother Gu Chen, help me sell it."

"Help me too!"

……

Gu Chen had already restored his face to face, and he had been swept up by several noble people. He had mentioned the empty basket and duck 's egg that had just sold out of the duck's eggs, and "did it by himself."

With that, the hand carrying the empty basket was going to pull the small ball.

Who knows, little Tuanzi has already run to the four little ones with little jiojio rattling, "brother Dudu, brother cocoa, brother Qingzi and sister Tongtong, put your egg baskets in rows and help you sell them!"

When Gu Chen refused, the four little ones who were a little lost immediately became energetic and hurriedly arranged the baskets together according to the orders of the Little Regiment.

"Come and see, come and see, authentic Cliff Village native duck eggs. Don't miss it when you pass by!" grandma xiaotuanzi's sweet and crisp voice echoed over the market, and soon gathered a large number of onlookers.

"Little girl, how do you sell duck eggs?" an aunt came forward and asked.

"Two dollars a!" the little dumpling stretched out two white waxy little fingers and stroked in front of his aunt.

"I want to buy more. Can you sell it cheaper?"

"..." before xiaotuanzi could say anything, Qingzi had crowded around her and said, "Kuo Yida, two yuan each, five yuan two!"

Onlookers: "

Ha ha ha ha!

Gu Chen's corner of the eye smoked. I really don't know whether he should be said to be stupid or not!

However, he doesn't care about this problem. What he cares about is that Qingzi is almost close to his little dumpling. Then he thinks that Chen Guoqing wants to give him and his little dumpling a baby kiss

He went forward, slipped the small balls behind him, looked at the aunt and said, "aunt, our duck eggs are sold for the villagers of cliff village. We guarantee that they are authentic Native duck eggs. The price is also very reasonable. We really can't be cheaper."

Although the price of two yuan a duck egg is not cheaper than the market price, it is indeed a fair price. First, the aunt really wants to see if it can be cheaper to buy more. Second, she also wants to tease these lovely soft and cute children.

It can't be cheap now.

After she bought a basket of duck eggs directly, others bought some more or less out of the psychology of supporting several children, whether they need duck eggs or not.

Therefore, four baskets of duck eggs were quickly sold out.

Several little guys counted their money contentedly and ran to buy vegetables and gifts.