Chapter 17

Name:Little Peasant Wife Author:Meteor
"Girl, please sit down." Shopkeeper Qin said politely.

Liu Jin sits down.

"What dishes do you want to sell me, miss?" Shopkeeper Qin said, glancing at the basket on the ground. He guessed that the dishes in her mouth must be related to the things in the basket.

Sure enough, Liu Jin got up, came to the basket, lifted the linen and said, "shopkeeper Qin, please see what this is?"

"Bamboo shoots?" Shopkeeper Qin said uncertainly.

Liu Jin nodded: "yes, the dishes I want to sell today are related to the bamboo shoots."

"Can you eat this bamboo shoot?" Shopkeeper Qin wondered.

Liu Jin explained: "well, the bamboo shoots can not only eat, but also taste very good. As long as your restaurant is willing to promote this dish, customers will like it after they taste it."

At the smell of the speech, shopkeeper Qin shook his head. He didn't agree with Liu Jin's words. The game that customers like here are meat dishes. Who is willing to spend money to buy a vegetable dish, and it is all over the mountain.

He thought the dishes she said were so rare. It turned out that they were just bamboo shoots. Suddenly, he felt a little lost.

"Girl, I'm afraid I can't buy your dish." Shopkeeper Qin refused.

Liu Jin had a dark look in her bright eyes. She knew that not everyone knew the beads like the noble man.

However, she would not give up so easily, so she continued: "shopkeeper Qin, do you really not consider it?"

"Girl, to tell you the truth, just your bamboo shoots, not to mention my restaurant, even other families may not like it." Shopkeeper Qin told the truth.

Liu Jin was stunned. Recalling her previous life, she was rejected by many families.

Shopkeeper Qin got up and ordered to leave: "girl, I have something else to do. If you have nothing else to do, you'd better leave."

Liu Jin obviously didn't expect this. She thought the bamboo shoots could be sold.

She is not willing to let her leave like this!

She turned her eyes, flashed a light in her head, and asked, "shopkeeper Qin, can I see the owner of your restaurant?"

Shopkeeper Qin was surprised and looked at Liu Jin with a pair of eyes.

Who the hell is this little girl?

How did she know he didn't open the restaurant, but someone else?

You know, Zui xianlou declared that he was not only the shopkeeper but also the only owner from the first day of business.

He didn't know who she was? Why do you want to see his boss?

But he knew that she must not really come to sell dishes, but to inquire about the identity of her owner.

"What owner? I'm the owner here." Shopkeeper Qin said angrily.

Liu Jin didn't know that she had been misunderstood by shopkeeper Qin. She blinked, looked incredulous, and said suspiciously, "you are the owner of Zuixian building..."

How is this possible?

In previous lives, that noble talent was!

Is it a matter of time? In her previous life, she came to zuixianlou to sell bamboo shoots a year later.

However, careful thinking is still wrong!

In her previous life, she had heard the noble man say that the drunken fairy building was only his own property from beginning to end.

Suddenly, she figured it out.

There is only one possibility that shopkeeper Qin said so, that is, he didn't want her to see the noble man, so he deceived her.

"Shopkeeper Qin, please let me meet my boss. I don't..."

"Get out! Get out!"

Shopkeeper Qin cut off Liu Jin's words and coldly ordered the waiter to drive Liu Jin out.

Liu Jin was pushed to stagger and fell to the ground. There was a pain in her knee and palm.

She looked down at the palm of her hand, where the skin was scratched and bright red blood flowed out.

She bit her teeth, endured the pain and stood up strong.

Just then, the waiter threw her basket out again.

The basket fell to the ground, and the bamboo shoots were scattered on the ground in an instant.

Liu Jin bent down and picked up the bamboo shoots one by one into the basket. Then she picked up the basket.

She raised her eyes and looked coldly at the three characters "Zuixian building" on the plaque, clenching her hands tightly.

I couldn't help thinking in my heart: good you, shopkeeper Qin, even if you don't buy my bamboo shoots, you can't drive me out so rudely. If you don't know the goods, others will know the goods. One day, you will regret what you did today.

Liu Jin turned and left Zuixian building to go to other restaurants in the city.

However, things were not satisfactory. I went to several stores. After all, it was the same as Zui xianlou. No one was willing to buy her bamboo shoots.

Hey!

Liu Jin sighed and walked down the street sadly.

Her thin figure, elongated by the sun, looked so helpless.

But the crowd gathered here, but no one was willing to help her. She immediately felt very lonely.

Walking, walking, unknowingly, she came to a stall selling pickles. When she saw the pickled pickles, her eyes lit up.

Yes, she can pickle these bamboo shoots into pickles and sell them!

Pickled. Let's taste it. Someone will buy it.

It's really a poor mountain and water. There's no way. There's another village full of willows and flowers!

With new business opportunities, Liu Jin's whole person was in a moment of spirit and was no longer dejected.

She found a shady place, squatted down, took out wild vegetable cakes, ate them, and then went out of town to go home.

On the way back, she was very unfortunate and met Mrs. Li again.

Seeing that her basket was still heavy, Mrs. Li couldn't help laughing at her.

Said a lot of ugly words, but Liu Jin ignored them.

She regarded Mrs. Li as a mad dog barking. She just wanted to go home quickly to help her mother.

She was afraid of her mother and lay down in the field alone, so she hurried desperately.

But she had a knee injury. Even if she walked faster, it was time to get home.

She put the basket on her back in the kitchen and then went to change Mu Yu's dressing.

Mu Yu wanted to go to the bathroom at this time, but it was difficult for him to get out of bed. He was holding a bubble of urine and was very uncomfortable.

"What's the matter with you?" When Liu Jin saw that Mu Yu's face was wrong, she asked.

Mu Yu wanted to talk and stopped. A pair of deep eyes stared at Liu Jin for a while before reluctantly lifting his lips: "I want to go to the bathroom."

Liu Jin heard the speech and suddenly realized that he had not been to the thatched cottage since yesterday.

"I'll get you a nightpot." Liu Jin's small yellow and thin face is as red as the sunset glow in the sky.

She hurried to Roche's house and handed Mu Yu a night pot. It was used by his father when he was alive. Although it was washed clean, there was still a smell of urine, which was faintly exposed to the air.

When Mu Yu took over the night pot, he saw Liu Jin's broken palm and narrowed his eyes.

Liu Jin went out and closed the door.

After a while, she asked Mu Yu, "master mu, are you ready?"

"Yes." Mu Yu said in a deep voice.

Liu Jin bit her lip and walked in.

She lowered her head and did not dare to look at mu, for fear that he would see the shyness on her face, while Mu was embarrassed.

Liu Jin pinched her nose, took away the night pot, poured the liquid into the pit, and then cleaned the night pot.

In the process of cleaning, the palm touched the water and made her painful corners of her mouth twitch.

She came in with a clean kettle and put it under the bed.

Next, she took out the bottle of medicine Qian Yun gave her and began to change Mu Yu's medicine.