Han Yingwu nodded, this is true, my sister said it must be delicious. Although the pigs are stinky, but my sister can definitely do it without stinking.

   Mrs. Liu felt even more unhappy when she saw Han Yingxue's sisters and brothers left chatting and laughing.

   Seeing Mr. Liu standing still in front of his stall, the pork seller asked impatiently. "I said you haven't bought it yet. If you don't, don't stand in front of my pork stall!"

   "What's wrong, I can't stand still?" Liu Shi said displeased.

   "I said big sister, you are standing in the way of others to buy my pork! Isn't this affecting my business?" The pork seller said helplessly.

   "Hmph, didn't you just see that I bought a pound of pork, and the dead girl bought three pounds? What's so amazing, it's really a dog's eyes to see people low!" Liu spit on the ground.

   "Big sister, why do I have this meaning..." The owner of the pork seller has seen a lot of people, and this is the first time I have seen a helpless prankster like Liu.

"I bought a pound of pork to take care of your family's business. I won't buy it from your house later! It's not your family's pork in this town!" Liu Shi snorted coldly, shook his butt, and wandered to other pork. on the stall.

   The pork seller shook his head, it was really inexplicable, when did he offend her? This woman looks very angry!

   Mr. Liu wandered to another stall, pointed to the pork liver on the stall and asked, "Master, how do you sell your pork liver?"

   The pork stall that Liu came to is not as good as the previous one, and the pork sold is not very fresh. Anyone who often sells pork in the town knows that this pork stall owner is still short of jins from time to time.

   "This pork liver is worth ten cents a pound!"

   "Ten Wen, so expensive? I don't think it's very fresh!"

   "Pork liver, a good thing, nourishing blood, can it be expensive?"

   Mr. Liu pouted and asked, "Are you selling it before Liuwen?"

   The stall owner shook his head and said, "Six cents must not be sold!"

   "You don't sell Liuwen, and you can't sell it. If it breaks, you will lose money! You sell it to me for six cents, and next time I will come to your pork stall to buy pork!"

   The stall owner rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll sell it to you for six cents a pound. You have to take good care of my business when you look back!"

   "Don't worry, you can be much more kind than the stall next door selling pork!"

   "Of course!"

  The stall owner weighed the pork liver, wrapped it in butter paper and handed it to Liu.

   "Come again next time!"

   Mr. Liu took the pork liver, proudly wandered to the previous pork stall, dried the pork in his hand, and said proudly, "Hmph, you see, I also bought pork liver for six cents!"

   A few black lines appeared on the forehead of the pork seller. weird, weird...

  You can buy it for six cents. This pig liver is not fresh. Besides, this pig liver is short of two pounds, not enough for one kilogram, and it can be bought for about six cents.

  Han Yingxue and some younger siblings wandered around the town, but they were not in a hurry to go back. A few children liked the fun, and they didn't have a good time wandering around the town.

   Bought some gadgets for several children, and brought some wooden toys to Han Xiaoxiao.

  The rattle at home was bought by Zhao from a seller in the village.

  Children, toys are very attractive to them.

   After some shopping, Han Yingxue brought a few children to go back.