When the little girl heard this, her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but look up at her two brothers.
Seeing this, Haoer showed a doting smile, reached out and touched her little head, and said: "Yuer wants it, then buy it!" As he said that, he saw Chen'er next to him also staring at the clay figurine, so he said to the vendor: "Make one for each of them according to their appearance."
"Okay, it will be ready in a moment." The vendor was delighted and immediately started to make clay figures in their image using colorful clay.
After a while, a little clay figurine wearing a pink dress and two small buns on the head was made. The vendor handed it over with a smile: "Here, little girl, this is yours."
Looking at the lifelike little clay figurine, Yue'er laughed happily: "It really looks like this is a little me!" She looked up at Hao'er and asked: "Brother, don't you want it?"
Haoer shook his head: "Brother, don't."
After a while, the vendor handed another clay figurine to Chen'er and said, "Here, this one is yours."
Chen'er took it. Although his little face looked like a little adult, he couldn't hide his joy. He held it carefully, looked at it carefully, and found that it was really made like this.
Haoer paid the money and led them away, saying, "Brother, let me take you to eat! After eating, if you want to go shopping, I will accompany you."
"Yuer wants to eat chicken legs." Yueer said happily, holding Haoer's hand with one hand.
"Okay." Hao'er responded, looking at Mu Chen beside him, and asked, "Where's Chen'er?"
"I'm fine with either." said the little guy, indicating that he is not picky about food.
Three children with extraordinary clothes and exquisite looks walking on the street were very eye-catching, but they themselves were unaware of it. They walked and strolled along the way until they came to a high-end restaurant.
At the corner of the street, a few people who were leaning against the wall and eating melon seeds looked at each other, revealed a malicious smile, and continued to stare outside the restaurant.
"Those three children are really good-looking. And from what I saw, there were no adults or guards following them," said one of them.
"These three children don't look like those from ordinary families. Judging from the material of their clothes, they should be from aristocratic families, right? Should we really target these few? Besides, the older one looks almost ten years old! He's too old, he's already sensible." Another person hesitated.
"Hehe, these three kids are obviously from other places, and there are no adults around. They look so delicate and good-looking. If they are kidnapped, they can definitely be sold for a good price." The leading man said, his eyes flickering, and he was calculating in his mind: "Forget about the older one, he is old and sensible, and it will be difficult to sell him. But the two younger ones are so delicate, they will definitely be snapped up."
“But, if he really is a descendant of some noble family, wouldn’t it be difficult to track him down…” The other person was still a little worried.
"laugh!"
The man glanced at him and said, "In our line of work, are we afraid of being tracked down? To make this kind of money, you have to take this kind of risk. What can you achieve if you are timid?"
After being scolded, the man lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Then how should we start?"