When he got close to him, he found that there was nothing in Zhao yun'er's basket, just two pottery pots. The jar was covered and there was nothing in it.
A woman in her thirties pulled out a smile and said to Zhao yun'er, "girl, what good things are you carrying in the basket?"
Zhao yun'er faintly returned a sentence, "nothing."
The woman didn't believe Zhao yun'er's words and said with a smile, "girl, you can talk to your aunt. We are from a village. On weekdays, when I go to the city to sell something good, I will talk to each other
"Of course, there are few aunts. I'm afraid of your jokes when I say it, so I'd better not say it." Zhao yun'er said.
Seeing that Zhao yun'er didn't mean to say it, the woman felt bored and couldn't help saying a few words, "if you don't say it, you can't say it. Anyway, it's certainly not a good thing. In this city, some people have never been to this city. They think that they can sell their precious things. No one wants them. Don't go to the city at that time. You can't sell your things, and you'll have to pay for the round trip. "
This is naturally said to Zhao yun'er.
Zhao yun'er's lips rose slightly, but he laughed and said politely, "thank you for your concern, but this is my business."
The woman snorted angrily by Zhao yun'er, turned around and denounced Zhao yun'er in front of other women.
Zhao yun'er just didn't hear.
Mouth is long on other people's body, but also care what others say.
Zhao Yuner sat on the ox cart and waited for a while, and then several people came one after another. Seeing that he was almost done, Mr. Hu called out and prepared to set off.
The speed of the ox cart is not as fast as that of the carriage, and it is wobbly and leisurely towards Yangcheng.
If you walk more than ten miles away, you will be too tired. Basically, when you pass by, you still carry things with you.
When Mr. Hu's whip whipped the cow's buttocks on his way, he was still humming a little tune from the countryside, looking leisurely and at ease.
The morning air is very fresh, mixed with the fragrance of the soil, bumping all the way, but Zhao yun'er feels that there is no fun.
About an hour later, I arrived in Yangcheng. By this time, the morning sun had risen.
Yangcheng is very prosperous and bustling, after entering, they will see the large and small stalls, selling a variety of things.
It's morning, and the smell of breakfast is all over the street. Zhao yun'er had not had breakfast, so she was hungry because of the smell.
Mr. Hu stopped in an open space, then said to the people in the car, "go ahead, I'll wait here."
After that, he took out the cigarette pole and the cigarette bag, sat on the ox cart, and began to smoke the welding cigarette leisurely and comfortably.
The women who bought things from the car got off the car one after another. There was a fixed place to sell things in the city. When they went there, they had to pay a stall fee of three Wen.
Zhao yun'er knows that his honey is a good thing. If he takes it to the market, ordinary people may not be able to afford it.
She had to find her own shop selling honey and resell it.
"Girl, are you not going to set up a stall with us?" A woman asked, compared with the other women, just did not mix in, said what. To ask Zhao yun'er like this is to care about her.
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