Woooooo... I almost forgot that Ouyang Shaochen is a ruthless and unscrupulous thing. It is really stupid to run out to offend him because of its momentary complacency...
The little fox burst into tears in his heart, and naturally had a regretful and terrified look on his face, but in Murong Xue's eyes, it was frightened by Ouyang Shaochen's words, and Murong Xue frowned and scolded him: "Shaochen, little fox!" The fox is still young, don't scare it with such harsh words..."
Ouyang Shaochen raised his eyebrows: "What I said was very harsh?" His words were low and deep, like a statement, but also like a question.
"Aww." Not harsh, not harsh...not harsh at all...
Xiaohu opened his mouth before Murong Xue, and shook his head again and again: Just kidding, if you say Ouyang Shaochen is strict in front of Murong Xue, Ouyang Shaochen will definitely peel it and throw it into the butcher shop...
"What I said was scary?" Ouyang Shaochen continued.
"Not scary, not scary... not scary at all..." The little fox shook his head like a rattle, and his little golden paws were waving again and again, and he almost raised his hand to swear.
Ouyang Shaochen was quite satisfied with Xiaohu's performance, and looked down at Murong Xue, as if saying: "Look, what I said is not harsh at all, nor scary at all..."
Murong Xue: "..."
When she didn't see it, did Xiaohu deny the matter again and again because of someone's lust/power? Ouyang Shaochen is really black-bellied...
"White sugar, white sugar...delicious white sugar..." The hawker's clear hawking sound came from afar, and Murong Xue slowly raised her head, only to see a peddler in her twenties, selling at a stall not far away. The sugar on the table is snow-white, and you can tell it is high-quality white sugar at a glance...
"Let's go and have a look at the main ingredients for making ice cream." Ouyang Shaochen suggested softly.
"Okay." Murong Xue nodded with a smile, pulled Ouyang Shaochen, and walked slowly towards the sugar stand...
Watching Ouyang Shaochen and Murong Xue go away, the little fox secretly heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out his paws and picked up the purse on the ground. If you buy it so many copper coins, then it will be impolite. It will buy all these copper coins as snacks, and spend nothing left...
The quality of the white sugar at the small stall is excellent. Murong Xue bought a big bag full of it before going to the green vegetable stall next to it. There are rapeseed, amaranth, cucumber, eggplant and many other vegetables on the green vegetable stall, each of which is crisp and juicy. Yes, I can see that it has just been taken off...
Murong Xue took the rapeseed, touched the amaranth, and couldn't put it down: the ancient green vegetables are fresh, pure natural, non-toxic, and pollution-free. If you are close, you can smell the unique fragrance of the vegetables... wait, the fragrance of the vegetables...
Murong Xue took the green vegetables to her nose and sniffed them a few times, her beautiful willow eyebrows frowned slightly.
"Xue'er, what's wrong?" Ouyang Shaochen, who was standing beside her, sensed something was wrong, and asked in a deep voice.
"There is something wrong with this dish." Murong Xue said in a low voice, only she and Ouyang Shaochen could hear her voice.
"Oh, what's the problem?" Ouyang Shaochen asked in a low voice.
"The food is poisonous." Murong Xue said every word.
"Really?" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed with surprise.
"It's absolutely true." Murong Xue nodded heavily, put down the rapeseed and amaranth in her hand, picked up the cucumber on the stall, sniffed the eggplant lightly, her beautiful little face became more and more dignified.
Ouyang Shaochen's complexion also became serious: "Rape, amaranth, cucumber, and eggplant all have problems."
"En." Murong Xue nodded, and looked up at the vegetable stall owner, who was about fifty years old, with a simple and honest appearance, simple and honest.
"Old man, are these vegetables grown by your family?" Murong Xue asked with a smile.
"Yes, my family grows vegetables every year, and this year is the best year, with a bumper harvest of vegetables..." said the old man in a good mood.