Song Yi, born in Daliang and grew up in Daliang, can be regarded as an old resident in Daliang City. He is over forty years old and runs a grocery store handed down by his father. Because he has a good reputation, his surrounding neighbors often visit him, so the Song family has always lived a good life.

Early in the morning, Song Yi yawned open his storefront as usual. Since he got up too early, there were basically no guests. So Song Yi was about to stare behind the counter for a while and make up for a rest. But just after closing his eyes for a while, Song Yi heard a slight sound of footsteps coming in from outside the door.

It seems that my luck is pretty good today. As soon as the door is opened, business comes. Song Yi stood up from behind the counter with a professional smile on his face.

The person who came was a timid little girl. She was wearing a green maid's costume, a pair of white patterned linen shoes under her feet, and a small rattan basket with her white and tender arms. She stood in the middle of the shop, looking around as if she was looking for something, as if she was hesitating, and seemed a little embarrassed.

"This girl, I don't know what you want to buy." Song Yi rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked with a smile: "If you can't find it, you might as well tell me, so I can see if my store is available."

The little maid suddenly turned red and replied in a low voice: "It's a noble man in our house. I specially told me to come to your small shop to buy rouge." After that, the little maid frowned in embarrassment. It was clearly a grocery store, and she would not manage rouge powder at all. Did the noble man remember the wrong thing?

Thinking of this, the little maid asked dejectedly: "Your store is newly opened, boss, do you know where the rouge shop has moved to? My nobleman called him a name for his rouge. I think he must be a regular customer of his family, but I can't use anything else to get away with it."

But she knew that Song Yi still had the smile on his face and said to the little maid without any strangeness: "This store does sell rouge powder, but there are few people asking for it. It also takes up too much space, so she put it under the table and I will bring it to the girl."

"Ah, really, aren't you a grocery store?" The sudden turn made the little maid open her eyes wide. She never expected that it was actually a rouge and water powder here, but how did he store it? Could it be placed with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar?

"Who said that the grocery store can't sell rouge and water powder?" Song Yi seemed very confident, turned around and picked up huge wooden boxes and put them in front of the little maid for her to choose.

"Yes, yes, that noble man said, that's what he wants. She even took her to show me the rest and let me look like it." The little maid pointed to a big red rouge and shouted excitedly: "Boss, this is it, wrap it up for me quickly."

"Haole" Song's eyes flashed with a trace of splendor, but his subordinates did not stop at all. He quickly wrapped the rouge and handed it to the little maid.

"Customer, please take it, Huicheng Ten Months"

"Ah, the noble man from Shiwen gave me Shiwen boss. Can it be cheaper?" The little maid stared at Song Yi with a painful face. Her eyes were filled with the words "broken businessman".

"Sorry, our store is small and profitable, and it's really hard to afford it, so ten cents are ten cents, so you won't bargain." Song Yi suddenly put away the gentle expression of the uncle next door and said seriously. No matter how soft and hard the little maid was, Song Yi just didn't let go.

"Hmph, if the noble man had not appointed your rouge, I wouldn't have bought it from you." The little maid looked unhappy. She took out the copper coins in the purse one by one and placed it on the table. When it was the tenth, the little maid pinched the shriveled purse hard, pouted and waited for Song Yi to wrap the rouge and handed it to him.

Song Yi picked up a copper coin on the table casually. He wiped it hard first, and then blew it. He saw the little maid staring at him angrily, as if a frog was staring at a fly flying outside the range of his tongue. But the fly was still stinking, and sometimes it flew into an S-shaped shape. Then he flew into a B-shaped shape.

"Okay, okay, I really admire you." Song Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly, handed the copper coin and the wrapped rouge in his hand to the little maid, and said helplessly: "You kids are also very brave. You dare to embezzle the money of the host's distinguished guests, and I don't know who led you to the bad guy."

The little maid put away the copper coin in surprise, raised her nose in dissatisfaction, and said angrily: "Don't think I'll be grateful to you if I give me a copper coin. I will never come again in this broken shop." After that, she made a face and turned around and ran out.

Song Yi shook his head and calmly put the copper coins on the table one by one. However, when he touched one of them, Song Yi couldn't help but pause, then put the different copper coins on his waist, turned around and shouted to the back of the house, "Boss, come here quickly and take care of the store, Dad has to go out now."

"Here, come, dad, why are you going out so early?" The eldest son rubbed his eyes and rushed to the store. Seeing that his father had already stepped forward and was about to go out.

"Go to Zhang Butcher Zhang on Qian Street to weigh some meat. Haven't your brother kept arguing about eating meat?"

"Okay, OK, Dad, go quickly." The eldest son swallowed quietly and urged.

When Song Yi came to Zhang Butcher's shop in Qian Street, the sun had already climbed into the sky. The cicadas on the trees seemed to feel the hot temperature and kept screaming like crazy. Zhang Butcher shook his fan and sat in his shop. Seeing Song Yi coming from afar, he quickly got up and asked with a smile: "Boss Song, it's too early to come. All these good fats are left for you."

Song Yi walked closer, looked at the fat meat that was three fingers thick, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Okay, let's do this." After that, he took out the purse from his waist, but when he handed it over, he seemed to accidentally drop one, and the copper coin was just placed on the solidified meat oil on the table.

"Yeah, sorry, sorry." Song Yi pressed his fingers hard on the copper coin first, and then he picked it lightly with his nails. The copper coin left the table and returned to his hand.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhang Butcher smiled and took the copper coins. His eyes quickly swept. He saw that the meat oil on the table had been printed with a strange pattern, and among the patterns, there was a small word "花"

"This is the meat you want, you've got it."

Butcher Zhang smiled and handed the wrapped meat to Song Yi, then his hands naturally touched it on the table, with no marks to be continued.

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