Chapter 36: Two or two silver, can't have his life?

"Do you can do it, but this price is probably..."
Pharaoh looked at him in a dilemma. If he didn't finish the rest, it was enough for them to know what it was. After listening to Lingwen for a long time, he looked up before him. "Hey, you still have to buy that kind of jar." Oh, you are dead."
The proceeds of the jam he saw, Ling Jingxuan, even if he bought more cans, he had no opinion, but the jar with a big belly and slender neck... would it be too wasteful?
"Oh... expensive is expensive, but it can bring us a higher return, Xiaowen, now for us, that kind of jar is the hen that lays eggs, if you are not willing to feed it to eat food, How can it grow up, how can it be egg?"
Ignoring Pharaoh's surprise, Ling Jingxuan said seriously in front of him that after the jam, he believed that he should have been able to accept the concept of income after investment.
"This... in case the wine can't be sold out?"
After all, the twenty-one jar, it’s really hard to convince himself to nod.
"Then be a wayward, let's do one hundred, what do you think?"
The buns are still small, and they still need time to grow. This year they don't have so many grape wines. Ling Jingxuan can only give back one step at a time. When he sees the proceeds later, his little buns will definitely not object again. At that time, he will do a lot.
"Then can't be two or two silver?!"
Ling Wen's reflective glimpse, and then quickly realized his own gaffe, red face and bowed down to pull Ling Ling Xuan's sleeves, snoring and whispered: "This time, you wait for me to return to the oxcart I will give you money, I am afraid that I will feel bad."
God knows that what he fears most is to save money. Two or two silvers, can’t have his life?
In the midst of maturity, a little bit of innocence and innocence is amused by him. Ling Jingxuan screams at his head: "Go, first take the younger brother and the iron baby to the ox cart, and the little uncle will soon pass."
"Ok."
Ling Lips nodded, Ling Wen took Ling Wu with one hand, and held the iron baby in one hand. The Bao Baozi turned and left the booth at the same time. Ling Jingpeng and Ling Jingxuan together watched their backs, slightly distressed: "Brother, don't you Weird Xiaowen, he is also poor, and you have been stupid for a few years. He is a young child who has to bear the burden of the whole family. I listened to my mother and said that sometimes they are inconvenient and give you food late. He has saved his rations for you and Xiaowu to eat. He is so hungry and desperate to drink water, he..."
Having said that, Ling Jingpeng can no longer say it. In this age, he was already a half-man, and he couldn’t help but choke. His eyes were also wet. The big brother’s family had suffered too much.
"I know."
Ling Jingxuan is not a person who likes emotion. After he finishes, he turns directly to Lao Wang. "Wang Ge, you can help me with one hundred. Let me know the price. I am pondering."
"Ah? Oh, well, because you have to increase, you have to write a sly, at least twenty-five texts, you have to look for woodwork alone, you see?"
I am sighing that Lingwen’s sensible Lao Wang has returned to God and said that in fact, he can’t make any money in the twenty-fifth article. It’s just... Ling Jingxuan’s things, he knows a little bit. I’ve heard that he’s crazy, I’ve seen it today. Knowing is not the same thing at all, thinking that his life is not good, the child is so sensible, and he is too embarrassed to receive too much, it is to help him.
"Well, Wang Ge, I will also order this kind of cans in the future. How much is the quantity, what words should be engraved, then we will discuss it again, and you can also have a higher price. I hope we can cooperate for a long time."
Some things, even if he does not say, Ling Jingxuan knows, but now is not a hero, or that sentence, others respect him, he will return to him, whoever bullies him, he will die His whole family, Pharaoh's grace of dripping, he will definitely return a hundred times in the future.
"Cheng, the custom-made jar can be made at least three days later, and I will send it to you after the kiln is released."
"Well, trouble Wang Ge, I have to buy two jars of decocted medicine. How much money do you calculate? I will give it to you first."
Said, Ling Jingxuan figured out the money bag on the chest.
"The jar money will wait for a few days and then give it. This jar is a three-dollar one. One hundred is three big money. The medicine jar is not a good thing. Just let me send you."
Lao Wang Wenyan repeatedly waved his hand, stubbornly only accepting the money of a small jar. Ling Jingxuan, who was preparing to draw the silver ticket, agreed to it, but his change was not enough. There are too many things to buy today. Silver has long been spent, Ling Jingxuan can only let Ling Jingpeng go to the oxcart to sell the fish, the brothers paid the account to leave the pharaoh's stall together.
When the oxcart passed through the village, it was inevitable that people were seen to have big bags and small bags in the car. Pointing is essential, but Ling Jingxuan did not pay attention to it, so that it didn’t take long for the incident to come. Of course, this is all after.
"Zhao Da Ge, Han Da Ge, this is the car money, and these packs of medicines you brought back to fry and drink. Today, when I went to Jinghan to buy medicine, I happened to have someone infected with the plague. These medicines are used to prevent plague. Remember to drink."
Back home, Zhao Dalong Han Fei also enthusiastically helped them to move things into the house. Ling Jingxuan counted fifty copper plates and took out a few packets of medicine to send them to the door. Not afraid of 10,000, he was afraid of it. Ok.
"Why do you have to get fifty words? Then again, you still took the medicine for us. I can't accept the money. I took it back."
Han Feiyi listened, and quickly pushed back his hand holding the money, the other hand took the initiative to take the medicine, his thoughts are the same as Ling Jingxuan, whether there will be a large-scale plague, prevention is always right.
"No, you must pay for this money. Listen to me, Han Da Ge. I have signed a long-term contract with the restaurant in the town. I am afraid that I will go to the town often. I will use your cart in the future." If you don't collect money, I really have no face to sit in your car."
However, Ling Jingxuan did not give in, forced the half-hanging money into his arms, and listened to him saying that Han Fei was a little uncertain, and the sight of help could not help but look at Zhao Dalong.
"Receive it, when you need help, let the children say it."
Zhao Dalong nodded to Han Fei and turned to Ling Jingxuan’s expressionless expression. This is also a cold-hearted man.
"Well, then Big Brother Big Brother, you are going to go slowly, I will not send it."
Like fearing that they regretted, Ling Jingxuan turned and went into the yard after he finished speaking. Han Fei, who took the medicine and half-hanging money, was so helpless that he shook his head helplessly, slightly glanced at Zhao Dalong, the latter was surprised. Face, a family of three quickly drove the oxcart away from the remote Ling family.