Chang’an Peasant Girl

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An Fu is more honest, scratching his head embarrassedly: "No one has ordered tofu from us in advance, and we don't understand it very well."

Jing Jing said: "Then you should pay attention in the future, if someone else orders tofu from you, no matter how many kilograms of tofu, they will have to charge them a deposit, the intention to harm others is not allowed, but the intention to guard against others is essential, and some people can really do it. Come out and temporarily regret not wanting your tofu, then you are really at a loss, and when you cry, you won't know who to cry to."

"Yeah! We'll pay attention in the future!" Shi Xiaolan and An Fu nodded vigorously.

Quietly crying. What's with this feeling that she's the teacher and they're the students?

She just saw that they were too honest and couldn't help but say a few words.

Xiao Changyi didn't speak, but just took out the three hundred pennies he counted with An Jing before to An Jing.

As soon as An Jing took the money, he handed it to Shi Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, I bought you 100 catties of tofu, at the market price, three cents a catty, that's three hundred cents, well, this is three hundred cents, you guys Count it and see if it's the same number."

Shi Xiaolan took the money with both hands, feeling a little excited, causing her hands to tremble.

"Let's count." Quiet insisted. When it comes to money, it's better to be clear.

Shi Xiaolan didn't answer Quiet immediately, but looked at An Fu. An Fu was also a little excited. Since he spent all the money in the family because of his lame leg, he has never seen so much money, and life is not as good as a day. one day.

"Xiao Lan, let's count." Although An Fu is honest, he can see Jing's persistence, and understands that Jing has to count them face to face.

Shi Xiaolan said: "Well, let's count."

Then, Shi Xiaolan and An Fu began to count the money in their hands. There were three hundred coins in total, not a lot, not a lot.

"Quiet, we've counted it, it's this number." Shi Xiaolan smiled. An Fu put all the three hundred coins into his purse.

"That's it." An Jing took out one hundred and fifty cents from his arms again, "I still need one hundred catties of tofu, this is a deposit of one hundred and fifty cents, and I will give it to you when your tofu is ready and delivered. Another hundred and fifty texts."

Shi Xiaolan's eyes quickly turned red, and she choked: "Quiet, I really don't know how to thank you, you are really my benefactor, my benefactor."

An Fu is also grateful.

"Okay, don't be like this, you used to be so kind to me, what am I." Quietly comforted, and put the money in Shi Xiaolan's hand, "You can count this too."

She didn't say that she didn't need to count as before. This time Shi Xiaolan counted obediently, and her voice was still choked: "It's the number, exactly one hundred and fifty cents." As she spoke, she handed the money to An Fu for collection.

Quietly smiled, and then asked, "Do you have any straw in your house? If so, we'll exchange the chopped firewood with you, okay?"

Her family's Chaiwu didn't have a lot of straw. She had already made moldy tofu twice, and it was enough to make moldy tofu today, but it wasn't enough in the future, so she had to exchange some straw with someone.

If you can't replace it, you can only buy it.

No one here will spend money on straw, if she spends money on it, she will definitely be able to buy it.

But she didn't want to spend money, and she and her husband could go up the mountain to collect firewood, so she wondered if she could exchange some with Shi Xiaolan's house, anyway, the straw is also used as firewood in Shi Xiaolan's hands.