My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker

Chapter 231 1.231 This doll is crazy

The old man froze, looked at the children in front of him, and saw that they were dressed brightly and should be the children of a rich family in the city.

He hesitated immediately, "Sell? How is it selling?"

If the child is going to give him something of gold or silver, he will certainly not sell it.

"Five pounds of rice, change your pot of flowers. Sell it?" Qiao Mu asked softly.

"Five pounds of rice?" The old man's high-pitched voice immediately attracted the attention of a group of people. At first, few people paid attention to them. At this moment, everyone was stimulated by "50 pounds of rice". Surrounded up.

The tree was not pleasing, and frowned slightly. "Grandpa, can you sell it? Fifty pounds of rice are exchanged."

"Sell and sell of course!" His family has a large population, and the rice subsidies provided by the city's government every month are not enough to eat. God, the rest of the day they can only figure it out by themselves.

Seeing that the food in the house was almost exhausted, the child would exchange 50 pounds of rice as soon as he opened his mouth. Where did the old man disagree?

"Then come with me," Qiaomu said to the old man lightly, turning around and leading the old man to a tea pot on the street.

This tea pot is actually vacant. I don't have enough stomach to eat on this day. Who has that leisurely feeling like a stupid come to tea tea?

Qiaomu casually picked a box and walked in softly, "stop people."

"It's Miss." He stayed up all night and immediately stepped across the fence in front of everyone who wanted to rush in to watch, "Miss has orders and can't enter."

"I'm not an outsider! You let me in! I'm a relative of your lady, I ..." Wen Ruwan tried to get in, but was pushed and pushed by the arm that stayed up late.

Wen Ruwan walked back a few steps and was immediately squeezed back by the crowd, her face pale and her lips straight.

Staying up all night standing at the half-opened tea-chamber door, his face chilly, "No entry! Otherwise, there is no amnesty to kill."

Everyone immediately took a few big steps backwards, all of them looked at the boy in black with incredible eyes.

Not just because of curiosity, would you like to see if the little girl can take out so much food? Not too much to kill!

A middle-aged woman sneered and said, "I think this doll is crazy or deceptive. Nowadays, who would use the precious fifty pounds of rice, it would be useless to change a pot, only to watch O flower! "

"My little girl loves to eat flowers!" Qiao Hu stood at the door of the tea house and yelled at the woman with an angry temper.

What do these people know! The eldest sister is so powerful. She must have done something like this because she is a group of people who eat melons.

"Yes, second flower!" Xiao Lin'er was pulled by Qiao Hu, and he agreed with the location of his head.

Everyone: ...

Not long after, the old man walked out happily carrying a sack of rice, and fifty pounds of rice pressed him down and bent down, but his face was red and he felt full of energy.

The tree came out slowly, and the pot-shaped flower of begonia was temporarily included in the symbol.

Everyone saw that the old man came out with a rice bag on his back, and his eyes were rounded.

"God, the old man really had to exchange 50 pots of rice for that pot of flowers!"

"Is it true?"

"Little girl, your sister likes to eat flowers! I and I have flowers too, and I sell them to you! For less expensive, I only need forty pounds of rice!"

"You go! Children buy me, buy me! I'm thirty pounds, thirty pounds of rice with you!"

(End of this chapter)