Chapter 35 Dry Land and Famine Year (Sixth)


    Downstairs, a little beggar who looked eight or nine years old in the same style as Chen Huihong, dressed as the same style as Chen Huihong, who looked much cleaner than her, was flexibly avoiding the guy''s pursuit on the first floor.


    Seeing that the woman and Qin Yanxing had both come down, the clerk who was chasing the little beggar stopped quickly and complained and shirked the responsibility as soon as possible: "Boss, this little beggar is sneaky and insincere. I saw him wandering around our bun shop early in the morning and just sneaked in. At a glance, I knew that he was going to steal something and was caught on the spot!"


    Qin Yanxing shouted with a dark face: "Shut up!"


    Then immediately switched to a smiling face and looked at the woman: "Sister, look..."


    The woman ignored him and walked straight downstairs, bent down and pulled out the little beggar who was hiding under the table, and said softly: "Maybe she''s just hungry. She smelled the fragrance and wanted to come in and ask for stutter."


    After saying that, the woman lowered her head and said, "But it is wrong to sneak into other people''s stores. The store opens its doors to do business to welcome customers. If you come in, it will affect the store''s business."


    The little beggar didn''t say anything.


    "In my opinion, he is just young and ignorant, so he can just drive him out. There have been many victims in the city recently, and I guess he fled with his parents. It''s already very pitiful."


    After saying that, the woman patted the little beggar and asked him to go out.


    The little beggar ran out reluctantly. After going out, he glanced at Chen Huihong, who was still sitting at the door playing with a Trojan horse, and glared at her with a warning look.


    Chen Huihong threw a look at the little beggar, but did not fight back, and continued to play the Trojan.


    Qin Yanxing saw not only a beggar sneaked in from the store, but also a seat outside the store. He was immediately angry and scolded, "Why don''t the one outside drive away?"


    The guy is obviously a good at eating melons. After hearing the rumors about Chen Huihong circulating on the street today, he came forward and whispered a few words. Qin Yanxing frowned, obviously not very brave enough to provoke the crazy lady who was a legendary wealthy family, so she could only point to the black-faced buns at the counter.


    "Take her away with two."


    The guy hurriedly went to get it, picked two smallest black-faced buns and stuffed them to Chen Huihong at the door: "Good, okay, can you sit somewhere else and play?"


    Chen Huihong took a look and found that it was black. She didn''t answer, but she still stood up consciously and patted her body to sit in another place and taste the fragrance.


    The woman walked out with a food box. Chen Huihong didn''t look at the way for a while and almost ran into the woman.


    The little beggar who had already run to the street glared at Chen Huihong again.


    Chen Huihong knew that she was in the wrong, so she hurriedly said, "I''m sorry, I''ll pay you this."


    After saying that, he snatched the black-faced bun from the guy and stuffed it to the woman.


    Guy:?


    Seeing this, the woman smiled, took the black-faced bun and took out a veil and wrapped it, and said softly: "The buns my brother made really don''t taste good. I''ll exchange them with you for my husband and I."


    After saying that, the woman squatted down and opened the food box, took out two fist-sized white buns that were obviously made of fine grains and were slightly gray in color and handed them to Chen Huihong.


    Chen Huihong took the steamed bun in a daze, and for the first time hesitant, with her face full of: Did I succeed in begging for food?


    Qin Huai praised Chen Huihong''s innate talent for begging. In a word, the black-faced steamed bun turned into white flour.


    The little beggar on the street was about to bite his teeth.


    The woman also saw the little beggar on the street and waved to him. The little beggar ran over quickly.


    The woman handed him the black-dough steamed bun wrapped in a handkerchief, took out a white-dough steamed bun from the food box, and slowly covered it with the food box.


    "In the future, remember to ask for food at the door and not go in, as you will be beaten. Do you know?"


    The little beggar nodded and whispered, "Thank you."


    Then he ran away.


    Chen Huihong thought about it and said, "Thank you."


    And then ran away.


    The woman looked at the backs of the two of them running in two directions and smiled. She seemed to be in a much better mood and left with the food box.


    Of course, Qin Huai left with Chen Huihong. He didn''t have the conditions to run away with the little beggar. This dream belongs to Chen Huihong, so he could only follow the dream owner.


    Since Qin Huai entered his dream, he has never seen Chen Huihong eat any other food except tree bark. Chen Huihong always stayed away from the insects and earthworms that Hui Niang dug, and occasionally ate the unknown fruits he picked up. Zhang Po gave the sweet potatoes and didn''t even taste the skin.


    Now the woman gave two white-flour steamed buns that were obviously good. Chen Huihong hesitated with the steamed buns, but in the end she couldn''t stand the temptation and took a bite.


    With just one mouthful, Chen Huihong''s eyes lit up.


    How delicious this steamed bun is is self-evident.


    There was almost no hesitation. Chen Huihong stood by the roadside and ate the remaining steamed buns voraciously, but she still smashed her mouth with uneasy after eating. He glanced at another steamed bun, hesitated for a moment, and put it in his arms.


    Passersby who had heard of Chen Huihong''s rumors, saw that Chen Huihong was eating so deliciously, couldn''t help but sigh to his fellow travelers: "Miss Crazy is hungry."


    "That bun looks really good, it has white flour."


    "It''s just a white flour cake."


    Chen Huihong turned a deaf ear and continued walking on the street. But this time, there seemed to be a direction. It was not to wander around the street aimlessly, but to return to the same road in the remote direction of the suburbs.


    Leaving the bustling street, more beggars and refugees have become, and Chen Huihong has also been integrated into it. He is no longer a famous mad lady on the street, but has become one of the ordinary refugees.


    Chen Huihong looked around, as if thinking about something. As he walked, Chen Huihong grabbed a refugee who looked stronger and asked, "How to get the place to give porridge?"


    The refugee subconsciously showed a fierce expression. When he saw that Chen Huihong was stronger than him, he immediately showed him the way.


    "There is a prince who gave alms there. The thickest one there is, with more rotten beans and less sand."


    Chen Huihong walked in the direction pointed by the refugees.


    The refugees did not lie to Chen Huihong. The porridge shed there may be indeed the best in the audience recognized by everyone. According to the number of refugees here is almost several times that of other places. The team is chaotic and crowded, and some people are even trampled under their feet and kept crying.


    There are a few brightly dressed managers in the porridge shed. They don’t manage the business very much. They cross their legs and drink tea leisurely. At most, they can take a look at how many beans are left when the work is over. They grab a few handfuls of sand from time to time and sprinkle them into the pot.


    Chen Huihong squeezed around the crowd. The refugees thought she wanted to go to the lineup. Seeing that she was strong and rosy, she looked very good at fighting at first sight, and no one dared to mess with her. They all swallowed their anger and let her squeeze.


    As he squeezed, Chen Huihong heard a familiar voice.


    “Sister Chen!”


    What caught my eye was Hui Niang''s surprise little face.


    "Have you eaten?" Chen Huihong asked concisely.


    Hui Niang shook her head: "There are too many people, so I can''t queue up. And..."


    Hui Niang pointed to the big men near the porridge shop: "I have to give them half a bowl when I have been shipped. If I don''t give it, I will be beaten. I dare not squeeze forward."


    Hui Niang''s body is pretty good among the refugees. She might have already drunk it if she tried hard to squeeze forward.


    Seeing this, Chen Huihong directly grabbed Hui Niang and took her out of the crowd snatching the porridge and came to a corner where there were no people.


    "Eat this." Chen Huihong took out the steamed bun that had been pressed into a bread from his arms and handed it to Huiniang. In Huiniang''s shocked gaze, the steamed bun slowly rebounded and changed back to its previous shape.


    "Wow!" Hui Niang exclaimed.


    "The white buns are really not white!"


    Qinhuai:…


    Hui Niang, what you sighed is a bit strange.


    But who is this steamed bun master? Why is it so awesome? The dough-producing skills are so good.


    If you press it like this, you can bounce back. It’s a unique skill!


    Hui Niang couldn''t wait to take a hard bite and shouted: "It''s sweet!"


    “Sweeter than sweet poles!”


    Hui Niang ate a whole steamed bun in the wind and asked with some anticipation: "Sister, have you gone to the inner city?"


    “Go.”


    "Is it fun?"


    "It''s okay, it''s quite lively and there are many people."


    "I dare not go. They all said that if we look like we would be beaten to the inner city."


    "It''s okay, as long as you don''t enter that..." Chen Huihong thought for a while, "There will not be beaten up in the Bunbao Shop. If someone sits at the door, you will get something for you to eat and let you leave."


    Hui Niang opened her mouth with admiration and exclaimed silently.


    "Have you found your parents?"


    "No, they may not have come to Peking." Hui Niang said happily, "Sister, do you like this place? Do you want to stay here?"


    “It should be.”


    "Then can I continue to stay with you, sister? I don''t dare to spend the 7 copper coins you gave me, my sister, I''m afraid I''ll be robbed. From now on, sister, I''ll go around and I''ll go to the inner city to beg for you."


    Chen Huihong: "...It''s good if you are happy."


    Qin Huai felt that what Chen Huihong might really want to say was that she didn’t want food.


    "Sister, where are we going now?"


    "I''ll go find clothes."


    "Why are you looking for clothes?"


    "Because you said you would be beaten when you entered the inner city with this dress."


    "elder sister…"


    Qinhuai left his dream.


    (This chapter ends)