Chapter 744: Decline

Two transactions were finally completed and 20 yuan was in hand.
Someone seemed to recognize Xiao Ningning at the scene:
"Little baby, you...you, you, are you...the baby of Emperor Mo's family? They look so alike, really so alike!"
Ningning didn't deny it, and smiled sweetly at the little sister:
"Pretty sister, do you want to buy glutinous rice flour?"
The little sister was stunned, and then also laughed, and at the same time joked:
"Little baby, you mean I have to buy this before you can answer me?"
Uh, that must not be anymore.
As one of the stall owners, I especially asked the potential customers about the official, and of course, I also changed the topic by the way.
But this topic does not seem to be easy to transfer.
The young lady got closer and closer, staring at the little man in front of her, looking left and right, looking up and down:
"I'm sure, baby, you are definitely the baby of Emperor Mo!
Don’t look too much like Mo Di!
No, no, I have to go to the group and shout for everyone to take a look. "
After that, he didn't need a response from Xiao Ren'er, and he entered the fan base directly.
"XX vegetable market, the little grandson of Emperor Mo's is here, Jimei come here!"
This news blasted most of the people diving in the group.
"What? Really?"
"XX vegetable market, not far from my home, Jimei waits for me, I will be there soon!"
"I'll come too, I'll come too, wait for me."
I've been rushing here for a while, but I can't help it if I'm far away.
Ning Ning looked at the excited young lady in front of him, and she slapped her tongue and asked again:
"Pretty sister, can you buy glutinous rice flour?"
"Buy! Buy, buy, buy!"
Hearing the purchase, both eyes of the little man's smile were bent:
"You can only buy one pound!" At the same time, he stretched out a little finger to remind.
"Hey, why can you only buy one pound?"
"Just, rules!"
"Ok."
After a while, the uncle cameraman, who was entrusted by the children with important tasks, came back with a bag of glutinous rice noodles that had been weighed next door. Xiao Ningning quickly took it and handed it to the little sister:
"Pretty sister, yours, ten yuan."
But the little sister gave a fifty:
"I don't have ten dollars, only this one, buy more sweets for the little baby!"
Buy sugar?
The little guy shook his head:
"Thank you sister, but my mother said that Ningning can't eat too much sugar now, otherwise Yaya will grow bugs."
While speaking, he took the 20 yuan that he had just sold from the stone:
"Pretty sister, I'll give you 20 first, and when we sell out, I will find you all."
It can be seen that the little man is very upright no matter in the three views or in thinking!
Yes, the children educated by the Mohist school.
The Mohist family had no shortage of anything.
The child is born with a golden spoon.
Born with extravagant capital, it will never be superficial.
"Ah... let's go, let's do it." The young lady was very disappointed, but looking at the small person in front of her with slanted eyes and looking at her, her heart quickly melted.
At this moment, Xiao Yu'er gently pulled La An'an's clothes:
"Brother An'an, Yu'er is so hungry and hungry."
I wanted to comfort my sister, but my stomach groaned uncontrollably at this time.
The stone on the side looked at the remaining glutinous rice flour:
"Let's hold on for a while and eat when we sell out."
The crowd onlookers heard the children shouting that they were hungry, and they were ready to give it to the children with things in their pockets, but they were politely rejected by the program team.