The farmhouse restaurant of the dandy young master

Chapter 8

In broad daylight, with so many pairs of eyes staring at him, no matter how daring Gu Er Shao was, he couldn't stand at the emperor's feet.

After all, the inspector on patrol is not a vegetarian.

Gu Er Shao resentfully let go of his hand, and Ma Qing'er also let go, but still stood in front of Hua Xi.

"Without my family, let me see how long you can be arrogant. Hmph, even if you cry and beg me on your knees, I won't reward you with a bite of food." Gu Er Shao said viciously, shaking his sleeves to go.

"You tell Young Master Qin and the others to prepare all the money they owe me, and to get it when I have time."

"Idiots talking about dreams!" After the second young master Gu finished humming, he pushed away the onlookers, and walked away in a huff, forgetting to lie low and be the son of the bastard Hua Kang who is a collateral branch of the Hua family.

Huakang's fair face was flushed with embarrassment, and his eyes were full of hostility, "The patriarch grandpa has already removed you from the family tree, and you will never come back in this life." After speaking, he hurriedly chased him out.

If it wasn't for his own surname Hua, why would he think that he cares about that surname?It was changed in minutes.

"You..." Ma Qing'er hesitated for a while, and finally only uttered one word.

The quality of the people in the capital is high. After watching the excitement, they will disperse automatically, but they just took a few more glances at Huaxi before they disperse.

Hua Xi acted like he was standing on a catwalk, ignoring other people's eyes, and patted Ma Qing'er on the shoulder, who was hesitant to speak, "Let's go."

Ma Qing'er twisted her face, she really went crazy today, some of his abnormal behaviors today were definitely not voluntary.

Huaxi didn't take two steps, but stopped suddenly, turned his head and looked at Ma Qing'er, who looked constipated, "How do I get to the blacksmith shop?"

When it comes to eating, drinking and having fun, the amount of information in my mind is almost overflowing, as for the rest, it is blank.

"What do you want to do?" Do you want to buy weapons for self-defense?

"Use an arrow to make a small pot."

Ma Qinger: ...!

Do all young masters from rich families have such... such fantastic ideas?

"Turn left at the alley ahead." He would not tell him kindly, no one has ever done this before.

Huaxi nodded, completely ignoring the contempt in Ma Qinger's eyes, and took the lead in walking in the direction Ma Qinger pointed out.

There are two types of iron shops, one is government-run and the other is private.

The government office can only accept orders such as weapons, while the private office can accept daily necessities such as pots and pans.

Ma Qing'er was naturally referring to the private office closest to them. As for whether the reputation was good or not, he was irresponsible. After all, he had never been to a blacksmith's shop, and there were only two private offices in the capital.

The front of the blacksmith shop is open, and a red flag with the word "square" hangs on the pillar at the door.

Huaxi took out the wooden arrow in the basket and walked in without hesitation.The big, round boy in the shop bared his big white teeth and hurried up to meet him. Before he could say a few words, he understood the purpose of his visit, confused the boy, and quickly called out the man in charge who was blacksmithing inside.

The muscular middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief after carefully checking that there were no official or personal marks on the wooden arrow.

Check again and again whether Huaxi is really going to melt arrows to make an iron pot.

Huaxi nodded again tirelessly, "Should I just pay you for the manual work?"

The middle-aged man handed the wooden arrow to the boy and scratched his head, "Normally, you will be charged 50 cash for a big pot, but yours is a small pot, and it is even thinner. Now, look, shall I still charge you 50 Wencheng?"

The middle-aged strong man really had never played the small pot that Huaxi described, so he didn't have the nerve to ask for too much.

"Okay, if you play well, I'll come to visit again. When will you come to pick it up?" Huaxi took out a string of untouched copper coins from his sleeve and handed it to the middle-aged man.

Huaxi was straightforward, and the middle-aged man would not be petty, so he quickly collected the copper coins and took out a small wooden board from the counter.

"Two days, you took this to get the pot."

After the deal was completed, the middle-aged man no longer had any worries, and said with a smile, "Young master is really willing to forge an arrow. Forging an arrow is not so easy."

Huaxi wanted to buy other things, so he had no intention of talking to the middle-aged man, and after a few perfunctory words, he left the blacksmith shop with Ma Qinger.

The location of the blacksmith's shop is very good, surrounded by shops, this time without asking Ma Qing'er, Huaxi saw the words on the plaque and walked over directly.

There are many things in the grocery store, but the seasoning Huaxi wanted was very little. He only bought chili peppers, so he bought some rice and left.

Things like cumin and Chinese prickly ash are considered medicinal materials, and he might have to go to the pharmacy to buy them.

Before going to the pharmacy, I stopped by the cloth store and bought some white cotton cloth.Only then did he buy all the seasonings he wanted at the pharmacy, but fortunately they were not expensive.

When passing the pork stall, Huaxi stared at the pigs into the water for a long time, so that Ma Qing'er had to keep a distance from Huaxi, so as not to be affected, he would die unjustly.Look at the stall owner's eyes, almost see a hole in Hua Xi's body.Didn't the owner of the stall see that he was well-dressed, so he yelled to drive people away, just looking but not buying, isn't this standing in the latrine and not shitting?

The stall owner couldn't take it anymore, he put the kitchen knife on the chopping board, "I said you..."

"I want the pork liver and the big bone." Huaxi said in one sentence, unloading the words behind the stall owner.

"Only these?" The stall owner's expression was not very happy, but the other party was paying for his things.

"How much?" As he asked, Huaxi had already pulled out a string of money, intending to give the money.

The stall owner quickly retracted his greedy eyes, and said with a loud voice, "Big bones cost three cents a piece, and pork livers cost five cents."

Huaxi nodded, three big bones, and two supplementary pork livers, a total of [-] Wen, not expensive.

At this time, Ma Qing'er rushed forward with a stride, and promptly pressed Huaxi's hand that wanted to pay.The stall owner on the opposite side had a smiling face, but it immediately darkened.

"What's going on, should I buy it or not?"

"Everyone sells a penny for a bone, and a pair of pork liver for two pennies. Why are you selling it so expensive!" Ma Qing'er really didn't want to interfere, but the copper plate was so cheap that the stall owner who was obviously sitting on the floor, how could he? I couldn't bear it anymore.

"Let's go, go to another place to buy." Huaxi was more straightforward, turned around and left.Now that the economy is tight, Huaxi does not have the capital to spend extravagantly. In the past, it would not be his turn to worry about purchasing such things, let alone bargaining.But being regarded as a Kaizi is another matter.

The stall owner’s darkened face immediately burst into a smile, “Don’t, don’t, I’m just joking with you. A penny counts as a penny. You can take it away, okay?” No one bought bones or pigs when they were down. , Many of them could not be sold on the same day, and the bones were better, but he had to feed wild dogs when he took them back into the water.

It is rare for someone to buy it, so naturally they can make a penny.