Chapter 809 - 807: Miss's tender hands, don't get burned_1
Chapter 809: Chapter 807: Miss’s tender hands, don’t get burned_1
“What kind of filling is in the pot stickers? Are they tasty?”
Wang Meng was hungry and grabbed a pot sticker without worrying about the heat and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
“Cabbage and pork.”
The vendor enthusiastically introduced: “If the young man prefers vegetarian, there are also chive and vegetarian tri-crisp ones.”
“With his size, you can tell that he’s a carnivore. Vegetarian food won’t fill him up.”
Shitou was eating pot stickers without missing a beat in the verbal sparring.
“Screw you, you’re the carnivore.”
Wang Meng was indeed displeased, glaring back at Shitou with a habitual retort.
“I like vegetarian tri-crisp, give me two more vegetarian ones.”
The pot stickers were even better than imagined. Lin Qingluo had just finished a meat-filled one and wasn’t satisfied, wanting to taste the vegetarian ones as well.
“Alright.”
The vendor was grinning from ear to ear, using white paper to wrap up the pot stickers and handed them over. Seeing her young age, he specifically cautioned her, “Be careful with the hot pot stickers, miss. Don’t burn your delicate hands.”
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“Cough cough.”
Upon hearing the words “delicate hands”, Feng Yi couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth twice, nearly choking on his pot sticker and spitting it out.
“Hahaha.”
Shitou had just caught a glimpse of Feng Yi’s embarrassment and laughed heartily.
“Why are you laughing like an idiot? Just eat.”
Now, even Feng Yi was unhappy and gave Shitou a disdainful look.
“Sister, once we pass the border, we’ll be in Nanxun Kingdom. We should buy some more traveling clothes in Anping Town. Once we leave Anping, there will be no place to shop.”
Lin Jinlong was reminded by the vendor’s words and suddenly had the idea to go shopping.
“Yes, I was thinking the same thing.”
Lin Qingluo happily ate her pot stickers, nodding with a smile, “Nanxun’s customs and clothing are completely different from those in Fengqi. If we prepare our Nanxun-style outfits in Anping, it will be more convenient while we’re on the road.”
“This young man, are you looking to buy clothing from Nanxun?”
The pot sticker vendor had been eavesdropping on the siblings’ conversation. When he heard this, his eyes lit up as he joined the conversation with a smile.
“That’s the idea.”
Lin Jinlong openly admitted, not at all annoyed by the interruption.
“Little brother, I’m not hiding anything. My wife owns a clothing store, specifically catering to merchants traveling through.”
The vendor noticed his extraordinary demeanor and shrewdly promoted his store, “We have all kinds of Nanxun-style clothing, from head to toe. We guarantee satisfaction.”
“Sister, what do you think?”
Lin Jinlong habitually sought his sister’s opinion.
“It doesn’t matter where we buy it, let’s go to his store.”
Lin Qingluo wasn’t picky about clothing and happily agreed.
“Gentlemen, please follow me.”
The vendor’s eyes narrowed into slits with his wide smile. He asked his neighboring vendor to help watch his stall as he led the group to his family’s clothing shop, enjoying the rare leisure.
They followed him, laughing and joking, with a young man leading a horse.
The vendor’s wife was a woman in her thirties, looking very shrewd, neat and clean, with a clever tongue and a smiling face, leaving a great first impression on the group.
“Auntie, there are many merchants coming and going from Anping Town. You must be very knowledgeable about what Nanxun’s specialties are that the people of Fengqi like the most.”
Lin Qingluo had chosen her clothes, and as her brothers were selecting and trying on theirs, she chatted with the woman about business-savvy topics.
“You’ve come to the right person, my dear.”
The woman, seeing the lucrative business coming her way, was delighted and enthusiastically conversed with Lin Qingluo.