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Chapter 316 Another Little Flower?  ?

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    I can't blame myself for this, the robe belongs to Huolong Daoist, who was a person ten thousand years ago, isn't this outfit retro?  What's more, this long robe is worn on the body, which is insensible to cold and heat, very close to the body, even if it does not stick to dust, it is obviously a treasure, how can Zhang Xiaohua be willing to change it?

    But thinking about the eyes of others, Zhang Xiaohua still has the intention of retreating, and she can't be too unconventional.  Just as she was thinking, the waiter had already poured the tea, and waited anxiously aside, Zhang Xiaohua was puzzled at first, but when she was about to pick up the teacup to taste it, she suddenly thought, isn't he asking herself for a reward?

    "It's all the fault of this robe, otherwise, as long as a cup of boiling water is enough, why do you want Longjing, alas, for this robe, you have to spend money!"

    This money fan doesn't even think about the countless night pearls in his purse, even how much money he got from the secret room of Xicui Mountain, but at this moment he even cares about being rewarded by others!

    Zhang Xiaohua groped in her bosom for a long time, frowning, the purse space was full of terrifying things, and she couldn't get any of them out, and the purse was filled with Zhang Xiaohua's hand when she came out of Guozhuang a few years ago.  Where did the broken silver and a few bank notes that Xiaohu gave him come from?

    After thinking for a while, he said to the waiter who had been longing for it for a long time: "Little Er, how much is this tea?"

    "Silver? The young master was joking, it's only fourteen copper coins."

    Zhang Xiaohua had no choice but to take out the smallest piece of silver from the purse, which was about two cents, and threw it to the shop assistant, saying, "Xiaoer, it's not that I don't want to reward you, it's just that I don't have copper coins in my hand, and this silver is considered tea money."  I'll give you a total of 20 coins and rewards, and I'll find the other copper coins in a while."

    When the guy heard this, the smiling face at first disappeared. He thought that the young master was generous, and he didn't need to look for these two coins, but who knew

    The guy took it impatiently, handed it back again, and said: "Guest officer, the tea shed shop is small and the profits are small, how can I find so many loose silver for you? You should give me small copper coins."

    Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "Xiao Er, if I had scattered copper coins, I would have given them to you long ago, so why should I give you silver coins?"

    The guy looked at him and said sarcastically: "Young Master's smallest piece of silver is two qian, but I don't know if you will be able to buy our tea shed soon, you are really generous!"

    Hearing the word "generous", Zhang Xiaohua suddenly understood that this snobbish shop assistant wanted to give him all the money, not change.

    How can this be?  Not to mention my parents, elder brother and sister-in-law who work in the fields all day, may not be able to earn a penny a day; I work as a servant in Huanxi Villa, and my monthly salary is only three cents a month.  Can you just spend these two coins at will?

    After all, I am a genuine country boy, not some dandy as they say.

    Zhang Xiaohua looked at the waiter, took the money back with a smile, and said, "It's okay, I didn't take a sip of this tea, so you can take it back, even if I didn't come in today."

    After finishing speaking, he stood up and was about to leave.

    The store clerk quit, and hastily grabbed his hand and said: "Youyouare you bullying others today and wanting to bully us poor people because of your own wealth?"

    "You!" Zhang Xiaohua couldn't help being a little annoyed seeing this guy say that.

    At this time, a skinny young man who was heating the kettle by the side hurried over and saluted, "Brother Yao, this young master, don't worry, this young master, if you trust me, give me this silver,  I'll go ahead and exchange it for copper coins for you, what do you think?"

    Zhang Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, looking at this scab-haired boy with long nose and shabby clothes, but his eyes were exceptionally clear, and he met Zhang Xiaohua's questions without fear.

    "Bah, Ji Xiaohua, you scoundrel-headed little flower, don't hurry up and set your fire on fire, be careful, I'll report you to the shopkeeper."

    "Little flower!?"

    Zhang Xiaohua had an interesting look in his eyes, and asked, "Your name is Ji Xiaohua, a little flower?"

    The boy with the scarlet head shyly said: "Yes, this young master is just a little flower."

    "Why isn't your surname Zhang?"

    Zhang Xiaohua asked with interest.

    Seeing that the young master was very kind, Ji Xiaohua replied respectfully: "My father's surname is Ji, and my mother's surname is Zhang. Naturally, I took my father's surname. How can I take my mother's surname?"

    Zhang Xiaohua laughed loudly and said, "Xiaohua, how old are you?"

    "Nine years old, master."

    "Hmph, your father died at the age of seven, you are so hard-fated, even your mother was sickened by you." The shop assistant said viciously.??"The shopkeeper, my account, this Master Xu paid."

    Then, he strode out.

    Leaving aside the man sitting behind the dilapidated table, he raised his hand, opened his mouth, wanted to say but couldn't, wanted to wave but couldn't, with an embarrassing expression on his face!

    The shopkeeper stepped forward and said with a smile: "Chenghui, Master Xu, the total is twenty Wen."

    The man yelled: "What nonsense Longjing, I drank it no different from my white water. I thought I was that white sheep. Here, it's only ten yuan, whether you want it or not."

    As he said, he threw a lot of money out of his arms with distress.

    When the shopkeeper was collecting the money, the scab boy who boiled the water also rubbed his hands, gritted his teeth, as if making a decision, seeing the shopkeeper's inattention, and ran out in a hurry.

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