Chapter 167: I should thank this surnamed Sun
167 should thank this surnamed Sun "Really?" Hearing Wu Shiqiu's words, Dongfang Yu raised his eyebrows coldly, "So, I should thank this surnamed Sun?"
If it wasn't for the old man surnamed Sun, how could Bei Bei have picked up such a big bargain?
"Thirteen, go on and thank that old man Sun."
"Yes, sir." Wu Shisan responded.
Naturally, he wouldn't let that person do anything unfavorable to Miss Jiu, and he would have done it properly without the Lord's orders.
"What else did Beibei do?" Dongfang Yu asked again.
"Other... nothing more." Wu Shiqiu shook his head, the other things were nothing.
Dongfang Yu frowned and stared at Wu Shiqiu, "She didn't buy anything?"
Wu Shiqiu: "..." Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Sir, why are you like this? Can your subordinates guess that you still want to secretly go to Jiu Girl's house to get some food?
"Yes, Miss Jiu bought a lot of pork and a lot of salt, and nothing else."
"Buy salt?" Dongfang Yu frowned.
He still remembers that Bei Bei bought a lot of salt when he entered the town last time? I still bought it this time. Does she only eat salt and not eat?
"Yes, I bought salt, I bought a lot of salt." Wu Shiqiu replied.
Although there are not many , but most people should not buy such a large amount of salt and put it in the house, and it is not a salt shortage.
"Well, I see, since you were all discovered by Beibei, you can help a little bit more, understand?" Dongfang Yu explained lightly.
Beibei buys salt, of course she has her use, and she will know later.
"Yes, my subordinates understand." Wu Shiqiu responded.
"Go down." He waved at Wu Shiqiu.
"Subordinates retire." Wu Shiqiu retired.
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"Grandma, I'm back." Xia Beibei didn't get home until Wu Shiqiu came back.
Quan Shiqiu couldn't help but start muttering again, this bullock cart is really slow enough, she came back from work, and the master went all the way, and the nine girls actually came home.
Xia Sangshi heard her voice and immediately came out of the kitchen, "Juniang, did you buy something again?"
Seeing Xia Beibei's heavy steps, Xia Sang hurried up to meet her, took down the bamboo basket on her back, and looked inside.
"Ouch, you kid, why did you buy so much pork, just our grandparents, can we finish it?"
"It's over, grandma." Xia Beibei just grinned.
"You, grandma has nothing to do with you." Xia Sang's face was helpless, so he could only mention the bamboo basket and put it in the kitchen.
"Grandma, I'll cook these meats and eat them slowly later." Xia Beibei followed into the kitchen.
"It's cooked, it's not bad, let's pick it up." Xia Sang said.
"No, I've thought of a good way to make sure it won't go bad." If she, Xia Beibei, doesn't even have the skills, isn't this chef inappropriate?
"Grandma, I heard on the way back that the county's grain distribution has come down?" She continued to ask.
The whole village was rumored to be buzzing. It was really lively, several times more lively than the New Year. I heard that a big red notice has been posted in the village.
"Grandma is just about to tell you about this." When he mentioned this, Xia Sang's face was full of unhappy.
"What's the matter?" Xia Beibei saw her grandma's face was not good, she quickly supported her, and saw two stools, "Come on, grandma, let's sit down first and talk slowly."