She was walking on the street with a cane and saw a street vendor shouting that he was selling roasted millet with sugar. She walked up slowly, stared at the roasted millet, and didn't want to leave after smelling the fragrance.
"Old man, would you like some millet? It's freshly-fried, still hot, fragrant and sweet." The vendor greeted you with a smile while stir-frying the millet in the wok.
"Give me a portion of sugar-roasted millet." As she spoke, Fengjiu rummaged through her sleeves and took out a piece of silver and handed it to the vendor.
The peddler listened to the clear voice like that of a young man, and then looked at the old woman with wrinkled face in front of him. He could not help but be stunned. While staring at the woman, he handed over a bag full of millet.
"Here, this, this is your chestnut..."
"Ah! Thank you very much."
Fengjiu coughed lightly, and her voice changed, sounding old and hoarse. After she took the bag of millet, she walked step by step, as if she didn't see the dumbfounded look of the vendor behind her.
She was shelling millet and eating it as she walked, putting the shells back into the bag. Looking at some people walking quickly on the street, looking around and asking questions, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes and smile.
How could it be so fun to watch them looking for someone but not being able to find her
After walking around the street and feeling thirsty after eating millet, she walked to a tea stall on the corner and sat down: "Tea boss, give me a cup of tea." She smiled with her eyes squinting, and waved and called in her old and hoarse voice.
"Okay, old man, please sit down for a moment. I'll be right over to pour you some tea." The busy middle-aged man responded with a smile. After refilling the tea for the guests at several other tables, he came to Fengjiu.
"Old man, what kind of tea would you like to drink? We have chrysanthemum tea that clears away heat and detoxifies, new tea from tea farmers, fried tea, and some scented tea. In addition to tea, we also have some green bean soup and other things."
"Just give me a cup of roasted tea!" Fengjiu said, pouring all the millet on the table, then peeling the skin and putting it back into the bag.
Sitting here at the tea stall, drinking tea, eating millet, listening to the hawking of street vendors from time to time, and watching the people coming and going on the street, the downtown is bustling, but in this small tea stall, it seems leisurely and comfortable.
However, at this moment, a surprised voice suddenly came.
“Little brother!”
When she heard the voice, Fengjiu, who was drinking tea, froze and instinctively turned around to look. She saw the fat girl running towards her not far behind her. Just as she was wondering in astonishment: She has disguised herself like this, but this fat girl can still recognize her, she saw the fat girl running past her, quickly came to the tea table in front of her, and grabbed the man in green who was talking to his friend at the tea table.
“Little brother!”
Fengjiu's mouth twitched and she lowered her eyes. It turned out that she recognized the wrong person. She said so, how could she recognize her
"What little brother? Get out of here!" The man in green was originally happy when she turned around, thinking it was a delicate beauty, but who knew it was a heavyweight beauty. He couldn't help but reveal a look of disgust on his face and pushed the person away with a wave of his hand.