"Ah, this is my good son. Go, uncle Zhao. They have been working for us for most of the morning. They should be hungry and go to the next buns shop to buy ten meat buns."

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan finally laughed. He took out the money bag and took out a large sum of money from it and gave it to him. When he left the pharmacy earlier, because he was in a hurry, the money bag was always on his body.

"Well."

It's rare that this time, the big steamed stuffed bun didn't cut corners. He nodded and ran out, but

"Dad, don't buy too much. Let's have a taste."

"Er..."

After running out a few steps, big bun turned back to warn his father. Ling Jingxuan's head was black and he declared his death. Grandma, when can he live a big bowl of drinking and eating meat? It seems that the chance is slim!

"Hee hee!"

Seeing this, Ling Wen cracked his mouth and the thief laughed twice. He ran back to the steamed stuffed bun shop. Where Ling Jingxuan didn't see, his thin face was full of simple happy smile.

"Boss, give me two catties of streaky pork. How can you sell it in the water?"

After returning to God, Ling Jingxuan shook his head helplessly. The corner of his eye swept to the pig's large intestine hanging on the side. He couldn't help thinking of what kind of braised pork intestines, hot fat intestines came.

"Eight Wen a kilo, this is the only one left. Do you want it, little brother?"

Butcher said while cutting meat, Ling Jingxuan is a pick eyebrows, not to say that the ancients did not know how to wash large intestine, generally no one wants it? Why is it so expensive here? It's eight Wen and a kilo. It's fast to catch up with the price of lean meat.

"Forget it. You can cut another kilo of lean meat for me."

Reluctant to take a look at that pair of water, Ling Jingxuan after all not willing to buy, perhaps by the influence of small steamed stuffed bun, he also became concerned about money.

"OK, it's forty Wen in total. I'll give you two big pig bones."

The butcher tied two pieces of meat with a few straws, and picked up two big pig bones for him. At the same time, Ling Wen came back from buying steamed stuffed buns. He took a look at the meat in his hand. His lips moved, but in the end he said nothing. He counted forty copper plates to the butcher.

"Dad, just this time, let's be extravagant. In the future, we'd better save more money. In case of any urgent need, do you think so?" When

returned, the big steamed buns could not help talking about it. Ling Jing was in a good mood. He was carrying a pig in one hand and rubbing his head in one hand: "well, you has the final say, but we are making a lot of money later, and we are afraid that we will not eat meat."

"Ah! That's why. "

Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing at his childish expression. Forget it, once his steamed buns are generous, he won't give him any lessons. Later, he'll do it slowly. How can a dandy master be refined in one day?

"Wow Is it a meat bun? Brother, give me one. It's delicious

The ox cart starts again, and the moment xiaobaozi sees the meat bun, his eyes are full of excitement, full of fat and white meat buns.

"Don't worry. Be careful. Come on, brother-in-law, uncle Han, eat some. You're really tired today."

He can't stand his brother's revealing nature. Big steamed stuffed bun said to him, but before he handed it to him, he gave Ling Jingpeng one of them. Finally, it was his turn. Ling Jingxuan, who was holding the meat bun, found that he was not only stingy, but also a good person.

"Well Eat well

Ling Wu took a bite and was full of oil. He was satisfied with his smile. Other people started to move one after another. They were really hungry. Ling Jingxuan did not continue to eat after taking a bite. It was not that he was not hungry, but too oily. He did not know whether the ancients had little oil and water. The meat bun was full of fat meat, too greasy, and he really couldn't eat it from the 21st century.

"Dad, why don't you eat it?"

Three steamed stuffed buns ate two meat buns one by one, all holding bulging stomachs to show satisfaction. Ling Wu's sharp eyes noticed that Ling Jingxuan had bitten the steamed stuffed bun in his hand. His small face was full of doubts, but his eyes were bright and bright. Ling Jingxuan couldn't help laughing and sighing to eat. He handed the steamed stuffed bun to him: "it's too hot. I'll eat it." No, here you are

"Good No, no, no, no, Dad. I'm full. "

The little bun did not stretch out his hand, but he quickly drew back. His mouth was wet and his eyes were staring at the bun.

"Ha ha Take it for you. Dad can't eat it. Didn't we buy meat? In the evening, Dad can eat more meat. "

It's too difficult to control the temptation of food for food. Thanks to his filial piety, Ling Jingxuan is happy from the bottom of his heart, and it's worthwhile for him to love them.

"Dad, you are so nice!"

as like as two peas, the little buns are eager to have the meat stuffed buns. They both hold the sweet smile of the steamed stuffed bun. They are exactly the same as Ling Wen holding money. They are worthy of being twins.