Chapter 1067

Unfortunately, the reason they bought it was not art, but cheap, because the water tank was the cheapest. And it's big enough. The most important thing is that even if the surface cracks are like a person's nerves and blood vessels, it will not leak in any case. Maybe in a sense, this is really an amazing art.

Then there are three big bowls. It was bought in the same place. Although Ye Chen has repeatedly indicated that even if you randomly find a stone of the right size and dig a hole in it, it seems that the bowl made will be better than this. However, it seems that if you add five silver coins, you can buy one for three, or forget it.

Then there is the quilt, which is a very important property for a poor family. If you have a good one, at least you don't need to be frozen when you sleep. For this reason, my mother just bought a new one - and the truth is that this guy has a clean habit and won't buy anything used by others.

Because of this, the money bag, which was not much bigger than the fist, immediately shriveled as if there was only a layer of air left, making the money for buying pots and spoons very tight.

Then there is the purchase of food, there is a premonition of another war between the father and mother, face grim wrinkled together. It seems that they are going to step on the battlefield and enter the next market with such momentum.

How to say well, as expected, it is full of food that I have never seen before. Hello. What is that? Strung together with branches Rat?

On the simple wooden stalls, there are all kinds of wild vegetables, or some unknown plant roots and meat. In addition to mouse meat, you can also recognize some insects and other things. In any case, some meat that is difficult to arouse people's appetite just by looking at the appearance. Even so, it is sought after by many poor people because of its low price.

"Dad, mom, what are you doing, here, here."

The mother's heart beat violently, then she bowed her head and prayed for something. Maybe it was hoped that the taste of little ash charcoal would not be too special. At the beginning, it was agreed that everything except appearance should be true, that is to say, what the two people should eat along with.

Go over to see, small ash charcoal is bargaining with a yellow and thin businessman, and the goal of two people is to put it in the bag Well, it's hard to describe. It's like fodder. Its color is between brown and black.

At this time, they were eager to give themselves a slap in the face. It turns out that mice doing this kind of thing is already a luxury

Finally, the bargaining skill of small ash charcoal was successfully used. After spending the last silver coin, we bought a small bag, about four or five Jin, which is similar to pig feed.

After starting the final food, the little ash charcoal look alert, always intentionally or unintentionally will be carried by the leaf dust bag behind, especially in the crowd shuttle, the spirit is more nervous to the extreme.

What's more, they found that she was not too sensitive in doing so. During the whole journey, there were indeed more than a dozen malicious hidden eyes passing over us, especially on the bag in our hands. Maybe they couldn't see what to do and finally gave up.

It's not easy for the poor. After returning to the cave at the foot of the mine, my tired father and mother seemed to have just fought with tens of thousands of monsters and gasped for breath.

I always thought that only the life of a monk was full of danger. I never thought that even if I lived in the flower Demon King City which would not be attacked by monsters, the life of the poor people was full of hardship and crisis, which was not much easier than that of a monk.

Then. Our eyes fell on the bag, after all, this is something to eat in the future.

"I have bought good things. Now many black hearted merchants grind up the dried grass and mix them with wormwood."

I don't know whether it's intentional or unintentional, so he murmured, holding the bag in his hand, walking to a corner of the cave and turning over a hidden stone. A half meter deep pit was exposed and the bag was carefully hidden in it.

this small pit was made at the strong request of small ash charcoal. What I thought I was going to do was this. Indeed, in this destitute home, only the food must be well hidden.

"In this way, no one else will find out."

Clap your hands. She seems to have accomplished something. A satisfied smile.

From what she said just now, we can get another message. This small bag of food is probably wormwood, which is ground into powder after drying in the sun. How should we eat this thing?

"I remember my dad used to like to eat wormwood pancakes."

The result is not long after, small ash charcoal a word for us to solve the puzzle.

"By the way, I'll go outside to see if I can pick some wild vegetables back."

After saying that, the small ash charcoal ran outside. The two of us just needed some space to talk, and there was no stopping it.

"I said Can you make that wormwood pie? " My father was far away.

"Try it." Mother seemed to have little confidence.

"Anyway, when the time comes for failure, I will say," ah, I haven't done it for five years. It's hard to avoid being unfamiliar with your craft Father hugged his chest and nodded."Woo, play the mother No, it should be said that there are too many unexpected hardships in playing the poor. "

The depressed mother said something that was absolutely forbidden.

"It doesn't matter. I'll get used to it." The father patted his mother on the shoulder. It's not like a smile.

"It's like rat meat, insect meat, and so on. It can be made into delicious food very soon. You can eat it with relish."

"Ah, ah, ah --"

Mother issued a greater wail, suddenly tears in the corner of her eyes to grasp her father's skirt, trying to shake each other like scum.

"Make money, make money quickly. If it's a man, give me immediately to make money. It's not your only goal to live a good life for mother and daughter. Is it the only motivation to live and the only value of existence?"

"Hello, I don't remember when I was set up to be such a pathetic character."

Compared with the rational and violent Honglian, ye Chen is much more calm. After all, in the last life, he also suffered a lot, which is not comparable to Honglian, a princess growing up in a greenhouse.

Just when her mother was about to run away completely, little ash charcoal finally came back. She was holding a small bundle of poor wild vegetables in one hand, and a tattered small bag in the other hand.

"I didn't go far. I just picked it up."

Head down, small ash charcoal as if to do something wrong, scattered wild vegetables in front of two people, and then lift another small bag, handed to two people.

"This is..."

Shaking the bag gently, a burst of metal crackle, dozens of silver coins and four spirit stones were poured out.

"This money is what I have saved over the years. Oh, there are two spirit stones, which were sent by a kind-hearted practitioner."

Small ash charcoal shy smile, squint eyes, with timid eyes at Ye Chen and Honglian.

At this moment, even the leaf dust, who had been able to keep cool and calm, felt that his eyes were obviously hot and almost had tears to drop down!