Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

"This girl is so sharp-tongued and she even gave me mung bean soup? Ouch, this is so embarrassing."

Aunt Qi was grinning from ear to ear, holding two bags and standing waiting for her companion, the old lady, and couldn't help teasing her.

"Try it quickly and you'll know if it's good or not. Buy it quickly and let's go back together. Maybe they won't send mung bean soup later."

At first glance, the old lady seemed to be a particular person and did not have the habit of eating while standing in the street. However, she could not resist the old man's advice, so she had to open the bag and take a bite. She ate it before even paying the money.

After one bite, your mouth is full of oil, so delicious that you can't help but want to take a second bite.

"Just give me six more of this. I have many sons and can eat them. Give me two more vegetarian ones. My old man has high blood pressure and blood lipids. Tell him to eat more lightly."

Su Haitang agreed, while filling the bags, the accounts had been settled, and he also served the mung bean soup and handed it over.

"When you come back later, get an enamel jar or something, and buy a bun and get a spoonful of mung bean soup for free until it's full."

"Okay, I'll come back if it's delicious." Mrs. Zhang pursed her lips and smiled, her pearl necklace exuding a lustrous luster in the morning sun.

The old ladies are all familiar with the neighbors. With such publicity, people who go out for breakfast will come over to try something new.

It's just that Su Haitang's steamed buns are not cheap, and most people only buy one or two. They sit at the fried dough stick stall next to them and buy a portion of old tofu and soy milk wontons to eat.

But anyone who has eaten it says the buns are good. So word spread, and although Su Haitang's bun stall wasn't as popular as the fried dough sticks shop, it didn't lose customers. After more than two hours, it was sold out.

Su Haitang left the last few buns and gave them to the owner of the fried dough sticks and pancake stall next to him. After saying hello, he closed the stall and left.

Su Haitang took advantage of the chaos and sneaked in a lot of the inventory that the little fox had placed in the space, but he didn't dare to sell too much for fear of exposing his secrets.

Su Haitang asked someone how to get to the antique market, then strolled there with a bag of change.

Chaoyang City is considered a medium-sized city. There are many shops on the street and many time-honored brands, but it has not yet built the commercial streets that will become common in the future.

Su Haitang had plenty of time, so she went in and walked around every store that had just opened, just in case she could find something that Xiaoyu could sense.

Facts have proved that Xiaoyu's pickiness is even more serious. After shopping for two streets, Su Haitang still got nothing.

She was not in a hurry, looked at the sparsely populated antique market, and walked in happily.

It's already past midnight for the morning market, and there are many people who come here to try their luck because of the dim light.

Su Haitang went from stall to stall and would pick it up and play with it whenever he encountered something interesting.

The boss has excellent eyesight. He can estimate her financial resources by just glancing at her clothes. He only lets her look at her but does not take the initiative to solicit.

Su Haitang really came across a gadget with exquisite workmanship.

"How to sell this jade tiger?"

Her little brother is born in the year of Tiger, so she bought it and raised it for him to wear.

The boss raised his eyelids and showed five fingers.

Su Haitang looked at the tiger over and over again, but she still liked it, so she paid him back the price.

"Cheaper. It means the workmanship is worth it. Thirty yuan is a lot. Sell me one."

The boss tore off a piece of his goatee and frowned at her in pain.

"Little girl, you don't know how to show off your timidity here. This is a top-quality jade carving. I won't sell it for less than five hundred."

Su Haitang didn't care, his eyes were still glued to the Jade Rabbit.

"You can't even fool me with this counterfeiting skill, but you still have the nerve to call me five hundred? The price is thirty, do you want to sell it?"

The boss looked at her in confusion, and Su Haitang looked back calmly, with full aura.