The fifth thought was the first time I went to work after the free class. I woke up in the morning and drank a full amount of water. I was really unsure about what I had to do today.

"I'm catching fish by the river today. Let's have some meat. You'll be back soon after the meal. Have you heard it?"

Thinking of the fifth nun full of confidence in himself, Yan Xiang's little face appeared in a hint of embarrassment for the first time, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Let’s try out the begging strategy she taught her yesterday. If it is not easy to use, he has reason to stop doing it.

Take a deep breath and cheer yourself up.

He secretly glanced at the people who were walking in a hurry on the street, deliberately ignored the ghosts and even the invisible demons, observed the small stalls on the street, searched for the kind people mentioned by the fifth nian, and finally locked in a small stall selling sesame cakes.

"Sauce cake, hot sesame cake."

Gently sniffing the fragrance of the pancakes floating in the air, Yan wanted to caress Kong Luoluo's belly, and he found that he was even hungry.

"Saopian, Shaobian, Shaobian, two cents apiece."

The old lady who was fiddling with the pancake looked up and saw the little beggar standing in her stall. She was stunned for a few seconds.

Judging from his height and body shape, he should be the one who came to his stall to beg for food two days ago.

I didn't expect it to be cleaned and it looked pretty good.

However, a beggar is a beggar, and it is also a beggar after washing it. He immediately drove away irritably, "Little beggar, go away quickly, don't block me from selling sesame cakes."

Yan Xiang looked at the aunt and cheered himself up in his heart.

After all, he is going to lie now, and the claim is always a bit unspeakable.

However, when he thought of his fifth thought of his face full of expectations, he also felt that he should try it out once.

Yan wanted to make a big smile, as bright as the sun, revealing neat little white teeth. At that moment, it seemed that it could melt the ice and snow on the Tianshan Mountains.

The old lady Shaobing was dazzled, and she guessed that this little beggar was smiling so brightly. Why did she do?

"Sister, I can smell your pancake from two streets. It must be because my sister has good skills."

elder sister?

No matter which era women are, they like to be praised.

At first glance, Aunt Shaobing didn't recover for a while, but her face was already filled with joy.

Maybe he called his sister just to ask for Shaobing, and immediately said unhappy, "Let me tell you, even if I call my sister, I don't have Shaobing for you."

Yan wants to remember that even if the other party still speaks badly, you must show a spirit of being slanderous and despicable. You must never turn your back on your face. If she is evil, you must be even sweeter.

"Sister, I know it's not easy for you to buy sesame cakes. I'm too young and others won't hire me to be a laborer. Is it good for me to stand here and sing for you? If there are too many customers, can you just give me two?"

This made Aunt Shaobing feel soft-hearted, but there was no need to sing. Who knows whether this kid sang hard or not? What if the customer was scared away?

But Yan Xiang didn't give the aunt Shaobing a chance, so he stood directly on the side of the stall and started shouting, "Grandpa, uncle, uncle, aunt, brother, sister, come and buy sesame cakes. The round and soft sesame cakes are fragrant and sweet. The old man who eats the first sesame cake will become younger and younger, men will become more handsome, women will become more beautiful, come and buy sesame cakes!"

The people passing by stopped one after another. Perhaps Yan Xiang's voice was too tender, and everyone looked at the Shaobing Shop.

Seeing this, Aunt Shaobing immediately greeted her with joy, "Yes, yes, my Shaobing is soft and delicious, only two cents per one, it's cheap and affordable. If you don't buy it, you will regret it."

Although some people want to try it, after all, only a few people are still watching.

Yan Xiang had already started the next routine, with his two little hands making a small trumpet, and then shouted to the crowd on the street, "Come and buy sesame cakes, in order to give good eyes to the grandparents, uncles and aunts who bought sesame cakes, I will sing a song for everyone. I congratulations on your wealth, I congratulations on your wonderful things, please come here for the best, please go away if you are not good..."

This is the first time I have heard such a wonderful song, especially when a child sang it in a soft and tender voice. No matter how you listen, it is so cute that it makes people unable to move their feet.

I spent two cents to buy a sesame cake and took it as a fun place. The old lady of the sesame cake sold out the sesame cake in a short while, and Yan Xiangya's voice was hoarse.

The crowd dispersed, and Yan Xiang pursed his cracked lips.

Aunt Shaobing was in a good mood and poured him a glass of water, "Child, you have been singing for a long time, drink a sip of water."

"Thank you sister."

When I heard this title again, Aunt Shaobing burst into laughter, "Boy, my mouth is quite sweet. I am at this age, so don't call me sister. I will call me Aunt Huang from now on. Today, I will sell out all the Shaobing, and there is not a single one left. How long hasn't there such a good thing?"

Yan Xiang's little face suddenly collapsed, "Sell, sold out?"

"The sesame cakes are sold out, but I still have steamed buns at home. Do you want them?"

"Yes, I want it!" After all, Yan Xiang waved his hands excitedly.

"Then you wait." Aunt Shaobing turned around and entered the house. After a while, she came out and delivered the steamed buns to Yan Xiang's hand. "I'll give you five steamed buns, which also contain my own pickled pickles, which will be enough for you to eat for two days."

"Thank you Aunt Huang." Yan Xiang bowed properly and left with the steamed bun. He began to admire the fifth thought in his heart. Sure enough, he was more useful than begging for labor.

When he ran to the corner of the street, four or five adult beggars stopped Yan Xiang, reached out and said viciously, "Boy, bring the things."
Chapter completed!