Chapter 27 Buying Meat

"Lanlan, why did you tell the shopkeeper about the appearance of the shoes? Shall we not do it in the future?" Liu lowered his voice and asked Molan.

Finally, she couldn't help asking, Mo Lanxin said, and then she took a sip of noodle soup and burped.

"Uncle, do you think that after Mrs. He bought a pair of shoes for us, our shoes can still be kept secret?"

Liu was stunned after hearing this, yes. Their shoes are novel, but it's not difficult to do. Why does Mrs. He only want them a pair of shoes? So that's the idea. Business people are really shrewd.

Liu is a little discouraged. She also plans to make some money while her shoes are novel, so that her family can live a better life. Now it's gone.

"Uncle, don't worry. We won't do embroidery shoes. We can do something else in the future." Mo Lan looked at Liu's discouraged look, smiled and hurriedly comforted her.

"Oh? What else can we do?" After listening to Molan's words, Liu immediately became energetic. The appearance of the shoes was thought of by the girl Lan. Maybe she had other attention.

"I haven't thought about it yet. Let's take a good look when I get home and talk about it. In addition, don't move any other cloth except for Mrs. Fang's three pairs of shoes. Auntie, you must tell everyone that these cloths are given to you for work." Molan told Liu with a serious face.

"Um, I know. If we don't say so, I'm afraid we won't have anything left." Liu said with his eyelids down.

It's okay, not steamed buns. I'm not weak. Molan nodded in her heart. In fact, she didn't plan to do the business of embroidered shoes for a long time. That thing was only a novelty. The imitation came out in a few days, and it would be worthless in time, so it's better to give away the appearance of shoes in exchange for cloth. She can do more things.

Besides, although those shoes are beautiful, she prefer hollowed-out shoes. In the future, she will definitely make hollowed-out shoes to wear.

And my main idea is still in the mountains and fields. There is no way to exchange money with novel shoes in the early stage. Who makes himself have no money, so there are only empty gloves and white wolves.

Liu ate the noodles, but she didn't move the steamed buns. She called out to work and asked him to wrap it up.

"Little second brother, let's take another twenty meat buns away." As soon as Molan's words came out, he scared Liu.

"What does Lanlan want so much to do?"

"Bry it home and have a taste."

"That's too much." Liu is a little reluctant. There was some hesitation on his face.

"How much? It's not too much time. Who knows if we can grab the big house? Although Molan's words were straightforward, it made Liu unable to refute.

After a while, they walked out of the noodle restaurant with the wrapped buns.

As the two of them were walking on the street, Molan saw the shop. The three honored signboards of "Haichuntang" glittered, and she knew at a glance that it was a pharmacy.

"Euncle, wait for me. I'll go in and ask something and come out." Molan talked to Liu, and then ran into the pharmacy quickly.

"Hey, what are you doing at the pharmacy? Slow down. Why is this girl still so irritable? Liu shouted in the back with a helpless face.

"Little second brother, do you accept your mother-in-law?" After Molan went in, she smiled and asked Xiao Er, the shopkeeper, who greeted the guests.

"Go, the little girl went out to play, and didn't see where it was. She came here to make trouble. The kind of wild vegetables that her mother-in-law didn't eat. She ran to the pharmacy to ask if she would accept it or not. She was crazy." Xiao Er drove Molan with a contemptuous face.

"If you don't accept it, don't accept it. What's wrong?" Molan muttered, rubbing her mouth and slowly walked out, but there was a smile on her face. Even if Xiao Er drove her away, she did not feel embarrassed. Anyway, her purpose is not to sell her mother-in-law.

Molan came out and saw Liu standing in a corner outside the pharmacy waiting for her. She ran to Liu and smiled sweetly, and then said, "Uncle, let's go. I'm done with the question."

"You girl is running so fast, what do you want to ask?" Liu complained about Molan running around.

"I'll tell you later. Take me to the place that sells vegetables and meat." Molan pretended to be mysterious, but she didn't know where to sell meat and vegetables, so she had to ask Liu for help.

Liu stopped, frowned, looked at Molan puzzledly and asked, "What are you doing there? There are dishes at home. As for meat, it's not for our family to eat.

"Uncle, I just entered the pharmacy to ask the doctor. The doctor told me that uncle's illness can't eat eggs. His body must be nutritious. He should be given lean meat and pasta, so that his uncle will not often get sick, and his body can slowly recover." Molan stared at Liu seriously and slowly said her reason.

After listening to this, Liu's eyes were wet in an instant. "Mother Lan, aunt, thank you, but this is all fate. We don't buy these. We have to give you milk when we go home and let her distribute it.

"If you give milk, maybe let the mistresses find some excuse to go, and what else is going to do with us? Besides, my grandfather is so old that I can't stand eating those sorghum rice and potatoes. The doctor said that eating these all the time will make you have a stomachache when you are old. We, the juniors, can't let the elders suffer in the later years. Mo Lan saw that Liu didn't agree, so she had to say such a lot of words again, saying that uncle can't be a reason, so I can use my grandfather's milk as a reason.

"Did the doctor say that just now?" Liu was a little suspicious of Molan.

"Yes, yes. Otherwise, how could I know? Anyway, we still have to make money in the future. Eat better first and take good care of ourselves, which is better than anything else. Molan replied simply.

"Well, let's buy some." Liu nodded and took Molan's hand and walked forward. She also wanted the old man and the child to eat better.

In this way, they came to the vegetable market, the messy vegetable market, and a small stall was next to each other.

Molan looked at the dishes of each family. There are not many kinds of dishes now, because before the season, there should be no greenhouses in this time and space, so the dishes are all in the season.

Most of the potatoes are roe, green onions, green onions, green onions, frosted spinach, and occasionally a few cabbages, but they are not well preserved. And I'm going to do these things, Lao Jiang.

There are really few varieties, but these are pure green dishes, and the taste is unmatched by those greenhouse dishes.

The two walked to the pork stall, and Molan looked at the hanging pig heads one by one, and the big and three thick meat sellers.

It's really tough. If there is a conflict, people will die if they are stabbed.

Molan looked carefully at the meat on the stall. Nowadays, the pork is absolutely fragrant. Unlike that time and space, you only feel that the smell of meat when you eat streaky flowers. If it is lean meat, you will feel that the taste is the same as chewing wax.

"How much is lean meat?" Liu asked the stall owner.

"My sister-in-law likes that one. I can give you a cheaper one." The stall owner is a middle-aged man in his 30s. He is fat and tough, but his eyes are not very honest, and he keeps sweeping around Liu's body.

"How many pieces is this piece per catty?" Molan pulled Liu, stood in front of Liu, pointed to a piece of fat meat and asked.

"The little girl is in this place. I'll give you a low price, 18 yuan per catty." The butcher said with a smile.

Eighteen articles, Molan doesn't know whether it is expensive or not, because she has no memory of the price of meat in her mind.

"It's too expensive. Isn't it all 15 points per catty?" Liu whispered behind Molan.