As the time for the roar of artillery is getting closer, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, who stayed in Yizhou City, appear to be more laid-back.
In the morning, Zhang Xiaobao patiently made mutton soup and siu mai for his younger brothers and sisters, together with cold dishes made of lamb tripe and mutton liver, and the younger brothers and sisters were taken aback.
"Brother, there is going to be a war." Xiaobei ate a shaomai, his mouth filled with oil, and his voice was vaguely reminding his brother.
"That's right." Zhang Xiaobao wiped his sister's mouth with the napkin, took out a lamb bone from the pot, knocked it open, and clamped the bone marrow to Beckham's plate, while knocking the bone marrow for the other eight little guys. Said: "That's why you have to let others feel your ease and confidence."
"Why does the elder sister look so serious?" Beckham sprinkled bamboo salt on the bone marrow a little bit, waiting for his brother to answer.
"Because your sister is a soldier, and the soldier is rooted in dignity and iron. I am a conspirator, and I am calm and gentle. The two performances give others a feeling, that is,'stable.' When the soldiers are overwhelming, your sister needs to let People know that she will stick to the last moment. As for me, I want to make people feel less nervous."
Zhang Xiaobao smiled and said two different performances.
"What about it?" Beckham asked.
"In fact, your sister and I are very scared, but we are afraid that we will not be able to solve the problem. Since we have chosen this position, we must assume the responsibilities of this position. If everyone in Datang can take their own responsibilities, Datang will be invincible in the world."
Zhang Xiaobao moved very fast, and with just a few words, he had already beaten the bones of every little guy.
Beckham stared at the bone marrow in his plate, confused, and muttered: "What responsibility should I bear?"
"You need to think about it yourself, I will tell you directly, you may not agree with it. Eat it, don't eat it cold." After Zhang Xiaobao finished speaking, he took a sip of lamb soup, tapped his mouth, and poured pepper into the bowl.
"I don't ask anything when I eat in the future, I just ask as much as I want, and I don't want to eat anymore." Xiaobei is very good at self-analysis, eats the bone marrow, and finds that there is a lack of a careful taste process.
The other eight little guys had heard what Xiaobei said and found that the same was true.
Wang Juan pursed her lips. She likes to see Zhang Xiaobao at this moment. She teaches her younger brothers and sisters in a silent way. Even the movement of knocking on the bone marrow, Zhang Xiaobao has to control the tone when she speaks, but the expression is exactly As he said just now, the clouds are light and breezy.
In her eyes, Zhang Xiaobao was the most handsome at this moment, more handsome than his calculations.
After dinner, Zhang Xiaobao said to his brothers and sisters: "My sister and I are going to analyze the information. You can play by yourself. You can go out, but you are not allowed to leave Yizhou City. There are many spies in our house. You don't need to be afraid of being next to you. Suddenly someone rushed out to hurt you."
Waiting for Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan to walk elsewhere, Beckham whispered: "Okay, we will never put ourselves in a dangerous place."
After a while, the nine little guys ate the fruit after the meal and looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.
"Just ask, what's our responsibility?" Beckham mentioned the matter again.
"Is it to build Datang well?" Xiao Yuan said uncertainly.
"Why don't you say that turning the mansions will fall?" Xiaobei was obviously dissatisfied with this answer.
Xiao Hai wiped his mouth: "Let's go, our responsibility is to have fun, thrive, make up, and see what fun things are in Yizhou City."
Beckham pondered for a moment and nodded: "I think so, brothers and sisters don't need us to do earth-shattering things, just like we used to teach Pan'er when they were children, we are happy to see them laugh."
So they disguised themselves and went outside under the protection of a few people who had also dressed up, assuming their own responsibilities and playing.
As a well-known place, Yizhou's prosperous scenery is only slightly worse than that of the capital city of Chang'an. The difference from Chang'an is that its climate determines her particularity, and the wind blowing is less of a sea fishy than Luzhou. The smell is a little softer than Chang'an.
The same is that one after another screams are as saturated with the bustling hustle and bustle.
"There are a lot of bamboo products, just like in Hangzhou. Look at this small bamboo building. It is actually carved, not woven. How can this big brother sell it?"
Xiaobei came to a booth with dozens of bamboo carvings, and looked at the unpainted small building to make an inquiry.
The seller seemed to be over thirty years old. He seemed very happy to hear the big-eyed baby girl in front of her making her brother look very happy. She stretched out four fingers and retracted another one after thinking about it.
Xiaobei put his gaze on the opponent's hand and nodded: "Thirty texts? It's cheap, buy it."
Talking and started to pay from the bag.
The seller said quickly: "It's three articles, I wanted to sell four articles. Seeing you are so cute, you won't be counted as one article."
"No, absolutely not right, don't lie to me, you are courteous for no reason, your motive is impure, just thirty essays, one less, I will report to the official and tell us that you have other ideas."
Beckham took out a handful of coins, counted them, and threw them on the stall. He happily picked up the bamboo building, greeted Xiaoyuan and the others, and walked forward.
The seller was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do. He didn't want to take advantage of the child, and was worried about getting involved in the lawsuit. Until Beckham and the others walked away, he still looked sad.
Xiaoyuan asked Xiaobei at this time: "What do you give him so much money for? We are not the little dudes who are raised in the mansion and don't know the firewood. You really don't know the value of bamboo houses?"
"It doesn't matter how much the bamboo building is worth. The important thing is that the seller's middle finger is broken and a piece of cloth is tied on it. That piece of cloth is actually tied with a beautiful bow. Do you think he is childish?" Xiaobei Talk about the injury on the middle finger of the seller.
"No? Tying a bow will affect his carving." Xiao Yuan analyzed.
"Yeah, so, this beautiful bow must have been put on him by his daughter. I'll give him more money. What's wrong with him going back and buying good things for his daughter?"
Beckham said frankly.
"Yes, there are not many thirty essays anyway, and the carvings on the bamboo building are indeed exquisite." Xiaoyuan agreed with Xiaobei's statement.
The other little guys have no objection, and just spend a little more money, just like a chain supermarket that cooperates with others at home. The rich people who buy things habitually throw the few cents they get back into the donation box at the door, and then Pick up a beautiful colorful origami next to it.
That piece of origami is not worth a penny at all. When it is made by hand, the cost of the paper itself is also very low, but after throwing away the money and taking an origami, the harvest is a happy mood.
Of course, there is a donation box only at the entrance of the Zhangwang family's stores. Even if they are made in other places, no one will throw money, and no one believes in their quality.
"Ah, sugar blower, quick, let him blow a piglet." Xiaobei's eyes were walking around, and suddenly found that there was a sugar blower on the left side of the road ahead, putting the load there, and gave it to two The child made a candy man, so he ran over happily.
"I want a piggy, so big." Beckham said piggy on his mouth, and gestured in a football-sized shape in his hand.
The sugar blower looked at the size of Beckham's ratio and shook his head: "It's too big, you will have no strength."
"Oh, let me blow, yes, I can eat by myself. Instead of blowing it with you, I can only play and throw away the saliva." Beckham still understands this very well, narrowing the distance between his hands. It becomes the size of a glaze.
The sugar blower nodded at this time, took a bamboo chip and stirred it twice in the syrup pot, reached into the starchy bowl with both hands and rubbed it, fished out a piece of syrup with the bamboo chip, and quickly put the syrup in his hand. Roll it over so that it is covered with starch.
Then gently took out a small bamboo tube from the bamboo box next to it, inserted one end into the syrup, and motioned for Xiaobei to come and blow in front of her mouth.
"Be lighter, you have to breathe evenly." The sugar seller said patiently to Beckham.
Xiaobei nodded, puffed up her cheeks and started blowing, while the sugar seller moved her hands. After Xiaobei changed her breath three times, a pretty and cute pig appeared in front of Xiaobei, the sugar seller. Er's two fingers gently pinched the back, and the air intake was sealed.
"Oh, so tired, old man, ask, what if the child can't blow?" Xiaobei watched the other party throw the bamboo pipe he had just blown into another box, and used a bamboo stick for the little sugar pig Glued it up and asked.
"Ordinary children are fine. Children who are too young have an adult by their side and let the adult blow. There weren’t so many rules before, but we played it. Later, the medical clinics all over said that it’s not good for the child to blow it directly. , Now our child of Datang Jin Gui.
If the child still can't blow it out at the end, I can only paint for him. Use sugar syrup to draw a picture he wants, stick it on the bamboo stick, and eat it. Look, the flat bamboo board next to it is used for painting. If we can not harm our beautiful and beautiful children in Datang, we are willing to trouble a little bit. "
When the sugar man was talking, he stretched out two fingers, which meant that the sugar man had two cents.
Beckham threw down the five cents directly and said to the sugar seller: "Old man, I think you are also very beautiful."
Abandoning this sentence, Beckham ran forward again, leaving behind the old man who was stunned and shouted "This is five cents, not two cents".
"You plan to be a wealthy boy today, aren't you?" Xiaoyuan asked, seeing that Xiaobei liked to give more money to others.
"It's a virgin, Comrade Xiaoyuan, please don't change my gender blindly. What I lose is not money, but a recognition, and what I gain is a sweetness. Seeing them, don't you think I am very beautiful?"
Beckham said to Xiao Yuan like a philosopher.
"I think you are very beautiful, you have always been like this." Xiaoyuan was very afraid that Beckham would bully him, so he hurriedly praised him, just like his brother always praised his sister. The sister knew that his brother was sometimes insincere, but she was happy every time.
"Ah, now I don't have to rush to disperse the wealth. There is a special place to collect money and money in front of me. Go, go and take a look, see the doorway inside."
Beckham first gave Xiaoyuan a bright smile, and then pointed to the house in front of which was a gambling house. Under Xiaobei's gaze, two people have already entered.
"Gambling is not good." Xiao Yuan persuaded him.
"Wrong, private gambling is not good, buying a lottery ticket is no problem, I don’t know if the gambling shop collects a lot of taxes, it can’t make them cheaper, alas, this is human nature, always get something for nothing, I will also experience it today." Having said that, he has already gone far.
Thank you for your encouragement and support. I will work hard occasionally.