MTL - Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’-Chapter 31 Thirty? You are so expensive!

There are a lot of things they want to buy today, except for Ling Jinghan to take medicine, but also go to the iron shop to buy hoes, shovel, kitchen knives and other common farm utensils, food at home, There are not many oil and salt sauce vinegar, you have to go to the grocery store to buy more, and Ling Jingxuan and the clothes and shoes worn by the two children and other daily necessities, these are the father and son three people discussed yesterday, the big buns also nodded and agreed. Although it is said that when buying clothes and shoes, a steamed buns are very reluctant.

"What? Thirty? You are so expensive!"

A family of three stood in the ready-to-wear store. The big bun heard that the clothes they wore in the summer actually had 30 texts. They instantly blushed their faces, dried their hands and clenched the dilapidated money bags, and greeted their shopkeepers. The guests who are buying things are all looking at them dumbly. Ling Jingxuan wants to cry without tears. Children, do we make money and don’t spend the time to keep the scorpion?

"Cough... Xiaowen, 30 is not expensive, look at this set, you can wear it immediately."

During the speech, Ling Jingxuan’s intention to sweep around and rush around, and to the guests who pointed at them, Ling Wen’s little face could not help but be more red, but... squinting at the thin little clothes on his hand. I think that a little bit of cloth will be thirty words, and I will never let go.

"Well... if the little guest officer thinks that the ready-to-wear is too expensive, look at the cloth here. This kind of cotton cloth is only ten yuan and one foot. According to your body, you can make a set of clothes in about one and a half feet. There is left."

The shopkeeper is also a human fine, back to God and quickly pick up a cyan cotton fabric, Ling Wen eyes bright, the mood wants to open mouth, Ling Jingxuan busy to stop: "Don't be small, you can not make clothes, you still buy ready-to-wear What?"

Let him take the embroidery needle? Don't be kidding. He has only used the round needle for surgery and the silver needle for acupuncture.

"But the fabric is cheap, and you can make a set of clothes in one and a half minutes."

Ling Wen is still reluctant to give up, staring at the fabric is not willing to remove the line of sight, ready-made 30-piece set, can buy three-foot cloth to do two sets of clothes.

"Not a small text, you listen to me telling you that the fabric is cheap, but it is not a clothes. If you buy it, you can't wear it. You can't make clothes. You can only ask the milk to help us. Now it's busy season, you I am willing to do a good job in the daytime, and I have to stay up late to help us make clothes at night. Besides, I will send you to private school in a few days. Will there be two good clothes at that time?"

Saying that he would not let him buy a bunch of cloth and go back.

"okay then."

Deep and stunned, and turned around to look at the crowds who have been paying attention to them all the time. The big buns bite their teeth and finally nod. He slammed the door and slammed the door, but it was also a really painful grandmother. Bear with heart and increase their burden.

Ling Jingxuan couldn't help but exaggerate his sigh of relief. He got up and said to the shopkeeper: "The trouble is according to our body, the two sets worn by adults, the four sets worn by children, the matching shoes, and give me a white cotton cloth."

The only advantage of ancient clothes is that they don't have to try, they are all big sets, which is in line with Ling Jingxuan's preferences.

"Well, wait for the guest."

When the treasurer heard it, he opened it. He turned around and told the buddy to prepare. The big bun and the tiger pulled the face of La Lingjingxuan: "I don't mean to buy one set, why don't you buy so much? And the white cotton cloth, Buy so much cognac?"

The big buns also loved the face. When Ling Jingxuan leaned down, he was attached to his ear and whispered, and Yin Hong’s mouth was high, so don’t mention how dissatisfied.

"Is it necessary to change it? Anyway, I have to buy it sooner or later. It is better to buy it together. The white cotton cloth is used to seal the jam jar. Do you want to sell a hundred cans? Do you have so many rags at home? Wen, this money can't be saved."

No matter how much he is picky, Ling Jingxuan always has thousands of countermeasures to convince him. If he says that a big man doesn't even have a five-year-old child, then he is really mixed.

Ling Wen heard that even if he was dissatisfied, he had to agree with his mouth. As far as possible, he ordered himself not to think about the money he spent. He could turn around and he thought of something like it. He carefully looked at Ling Jingxuan. After a while, he tentatively said: "The man has no clothes to wear, do we want to buy him a set?"

After he finished, he regretted it, and he couldn’t wait to bite his tongue. He was so stupid, just in case...

Ling Jingxuan glanced, and immediately saw his regretful appearance, could not help but laugh at his head, father and son nature, how much he hated the man in his heart, after all, still hang his mind in the heart, right?

"The guest has waited for a long time. The clothes of the adults are fifty sets, the four sets are two hundred, the children's thirty sets, the four sets are one hundred and twenty, the white cotton three hundred one, the shoes. Even if it is given by the store, it is a total of six hundred and twenty."

In the end, Ling Jingxuan still bought two sets of clothes for the man. When you save money, the big bun does not mention how much meat hurts. In contrast, the little steamed buns are much more innocent and look forward to your new clothes with joy. Ling Jingxuan asked the shopkeeper to send the huge parcel to the fish market, and he took the two buns and left the ready-to-wear shop.

"Don't count, don't you make money if you make money? This money can't be saved."

Seeing the big bun repeatedly counting the remaining one or two silver coins and four big money in the money bag, Ling Jingxuan couldn’t help but shook his head. He was already the cheapest one, but the ancients were really interesting, and the cotton clothes were the most. Cheap, those brocades that are easy to draw at the touch of a touch are too expensive. In contrast, he would rather wear a cotton coat, absorb sweat and breathe, and be much more comfortable.

"I know, I don't just feel bad about money."

Putting the big money back, Ling Wen said with a bag of money, Ling Jingxuan said that it is not good to say anything. Some things take time, and he can't ask too much. Otherwise, his cognac is estimated to become dry. Spoiled buns.

Then the father and son went to the iron shop, the grocery store, and there was enough money on the body. As a result, no matter what Ling Jingxuan said, the big steamed buns are no longer loose, and the most cheapest thing to buy is to go to the drugstore. Looking at the cognac bun that smiled all kinds of satisfaction, Ling Jingxuan clenched his fist and secretly vowed that one day they would develop them into super meat buns, and sacred ancestors!