C6

In June, the 8: 9 AM sun was not as glaring as before. It was neither arrogant nor impetuous, making people feel very comfortable. Deng Fei felt that his whole body was filled with strength. Having a few friends, having a master, and having so much pocket money... I'm not that happy.

Deng Fei had never been to the market in the town. Other than being far away from home, it was expensive! In the village, there would be people selling vegetables every day. The quality of their food was not as good as that here, but it was better than the real thing. Every now and then, they would be able to consume it and replenish their younger brother's body. The food at the market in the town was much fresher, the variety varied, and there were many dishes that he could not name.

Deng Fei's hands were tightly clenched as he looked around from time to time. He heard that there were many thieves in the town, and if he wasn't careful, he would run out of money! He had two hundred-dollar bills in his hand right now! He had never received such a huge amount of face in his life! This was the money Zhang Qian gave him when he came out to buy vegetables. Now, he was extremely nervous, and the money in his hands was rolled up into a ball, with sweat stains on it.

"Auntie, how much is this pork chop?" Deng Fei looked around, searching for ingredients in the market. Today's opening would be very tiring, so he planned to make a good meal to treat their stomachs.

"32, this 34, how much do you want?" The aunt who bought the vegetables saw that it was a child and felt that the business was easy to handle. She immediately picked up her knife and wanted to cut a big one for him! Kids were the easiest to trick. It was all because of these sellers. They didn't raise the price, nor did they fake it. They just gave you as much as they could, so when you went back, the parents didn't say anything.

It was a pity that this auntie had met with Deng Fei, this little scoundrel. After fighting for so many years, what kind of tricks had she not seen before? He turned around and left without hesitation! First, we'll ask the price to compare the prices, and then we'll see what the goods are!

The butcher who was at the side saw Deng Fei leaving the stall and immediately followed, "Little friend, you want to buy pork ribs?" I have some here too! 31 yuan, 5 yuan! How much do you want? "

Deng Fei pretended not to hear as he secretly took note of the price and started strolling around the market. His goal for today was: four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetables.

After strolling around the market, he picked his way around the ingredients and bought quite a few of them. After lunch and dinner, his hands were filled with bags of all colors, all of which were things he did not normally eat.

"Uncle, how much is this ribs?" After walking around in a circle, he returned to the meat shop. The meat here was the cheapest in his mind. Furthermore, most of the meat here is already sold, so it should be even cheaper!

"It's you again, little friend. Did you buy so much?" "There's more than 3 pounds here. If you want it, you can take 31 pieces with you." The owner of the butcher shop looked at the child and thought that since he was almost sold out, the price dropped a little.

"Great!" "Then I'll take it all, wrapping it up!" After the scheme was successful, Deng Fei, this little fox, laughed very happily. When the boss saw Deng Fei's expression, he knew that he had been tricked by this kid. He shook his head and handed over the money and left the market. Before she could argue with the butcher, another guest arrived …

Deng Fei was carrying a pile of dishes in his hands. Even if it was New Year's, it was impossible for them to take these out! Even if the neighbors were to treat them to a meal, they would not dare to pick up a few more chopsticks at someone else's house.

"I have to go back quickly. I need more rice, flour, soy sauce and other stuff. I don't think there's any in the kitchen. I need to go buy them all!" Thinking of that kitchen, Deng Fei felt strange. You said a good kitchen, how can there not be any spices? It's fine if you say soy sauce and vinegar are useless, but even rice is only enough to cook breakfast! Not to mention those electric cookers ruled by spiders! Don't they usually cook?

He kept on walking and his footsteps were light. Suddenly, he bumped into a tall man. The man's face was nervous, and his forehead was covered in sweat. He was wearing a black suit, and his well-built body was perfectly matched.

Deng Fei fell to the ground. During the day, he saw stars circling around him. Being hit by it was painful, as if he had hit a piece of marble. Could it be that this man was still wrapped in metal? Before he could get up, the man had already disappeared from the street, leaving behind a trail of cursing passersby.

"Who are you? Why don't you apologize even if you run into someone!" Rubbing his forehead, the dizziness gradually subsided. "Ah, my food!" My dishes haven't been trampled over, right? "

Deng Fei was exceptionally nervous as he picked up the bag on the ground, "Luckily the food is not broken, otherwise I will let you have a taste of Young Master's iron fist!" He seemed to be thinking about that steel-like body and bitterly said, "At least apologize to me. How rude!"

When he returned to the dojo, there were already a few flower baskets placed at the entrance of the dojo. The floor was covered with red paper, and the smell of gunpowder was still faintly discernible.

"Oh, Hoodlum, isn't it always like this? Just a reminder and it will be done. What more do you want?" The aroma of wine was not afraid of the depths of the alleyway! "It's fine!" Chang Ming's nonchalant attitude caused Deng Fei to stare blankly.

"What's for lunch today?" Chang Ming swept the floor very quickly. Not long later, all the red paper on the ground was sent into the trash can. As he pulled the plastic bag, the gluttony had already been lured out.

"Oh, today's lunch is red-braised pork ribs, chicken legs, rice straw fried meat, spicy potato shredded pork, and corn chop soup."

The two walked back to the dojo together. Deng Fei said that he wanted to buy some flour and rice seasoning, and Chang Ming immediately said that he could bring him along with them.

Chang Ming's ears twitched and a smile that contained no meaning appeared on his face. "As hard as iron?" You think that you can become as hard as iron at such a young age? "

How could Deng Fei have expected Chang Ming to say something like that? He brought him along a detour and seriously nodded his head. "I think a bit. I feel very good!"

"You're not young, and your ambition is great. You haven't developed it well yet, but when you reach my age, I'll teach you a set of martial arts so that you'll be as hard as steel!" "There's no rush now, there's no hurry at all. Take your time, take your time!" Chang Ming sounded like he understood all men. He was deeply moved. Children these days really understand too much. How old are they to understand something as hard as steel!