Dressed as cannon fodder and vowing to kick the heroine’s head off

Lin Shanjiang asked hesitantly: "Will the gods always help us? What if he gets tired of it?"

Lin Yunxi said boldly: "Don't worry, dad, at least the gods are very fond of me now. Let's do this. Let's burn more incense later and go to the temple to pay our respects on important festivals."

No matter what happens, the sense of ceremony still needs to be created, otherwise how can we make dad believe it.

Lin Shanjiang nodded seriously: "Yes, yes, we will buy more incense today and set up the incense burner when we go home in the afternoon. I will ask Li Zheng's mother later, he knows better about burning incense and worshiping Buddha."

"Okay daddy."

Lin Yunxi didn't know much about burning incense and worshiping Buddha. Few contemporary young people understand this.

However, she enjoyed the ritual aspect of it.

I always feel that this is a culture that has been passed down for hundreds of years in Greater China. If you study it in depth, it is quite knowledgeable.

Seeing that her father is interested, she is also very positive.

Lin Shanjiang was given a blood injection by his daughter, and he happily went to town to buy a bullock cart.

After he left, Lin Yunxi realized: Does his father know how to drive a bullock cart?

There's no point worrying, just don't think about it.

Together with Lin Feng, they quickly packed all fifty kilograms of pickles.

Soon, Lin Yunxi knew that her worries were unnecessary.

Lin Shanjiang was very smart. After buying an ox cart, he had someone help him drive the cart home, learning how to drive the cart along the way.

By the time the bullock cart arrived home from the town, he was basically able to drive the bullock cart and knew the precautions for taking care of the cows.

"Daughter, daddy is home!"

As soon as the ox cart arrived at the door of his house, Lin Shanjiang shouted excitedly into the yard before he even jumped off.

He wanted his daughter to appreciate how handsome he looked when he was sitting in a bullock cart and pulling the reins!

"Hey, Lin Shanjiang, that's okay. Have you rented a bullock cart?"

The strong men who helped repair the house saw it first and laughed and teased.

Lin Shanjiang's face darkened: "Everyone has no eyesight to see them!"

Can’t you see that this is my ox cart?

I bought it, I bought it! ! !

Sure enough, poverty limits imagination!

Seeing that Lin Yunxi hadn't come out yet, he snorted, jumped off the carriage, and walked towards the yard.

I'm too lazy to talk to these people who have never seen the world, so I'd better let my daughter come out and see the ox cart at home.

Lin Shanjiang was filled with excitement and wanted to find his daughter to share with him right away.

When he was buying a bullock cart, several bullock cart sellers gave him all kinds of flattery and flattery, which he had never experienced before.

Sure enough, it feels different to be a rich person!

In one word, cool!

Two words, so cool!

Three words, so cool!

"Dad, are you back? Have you bought the bullock cart?"

Lin Yunxi had no worries about Lin Shanjiang's abilities.

It was just a bullock cart, he might be able to buy it.

"Well, who am I, your father? As long as I take action, nothing is impossible." Lin Shanjiang patted his chest proudly.

Lin Feng asked on the side: "How much did you get when you bought the bullock cart?"

Lin Shanjiang: "..."

Oops, I was so excited that I forgot such an important thing as bargaining!

It's all because of those people, all the flattery, they almost made me think that I was a nouveau riche!

No, if you get excited, you won’t bargain...

Lin Shanjiang scratched his hair in frustration.

Lin Yunxi secretly glared at Lin Feng: Why talk so much?

She doesn't need the money. There are so many goods in the space, and she can make money by selling them casually.

As long as her father agrees to buy an ox cart, she won't have to walk to town or have to rent it from others every time.

Lin Feng lowered his head and pursed his lips, suppressing a smile.

This dad's tail always stands up high, and he has to press it down to keep it from flying into the sky. He is the head of the family and cannot drift.

"It's okay, Dad, you earn money to spend on others." Lin Yunxi comforted him.

Lin Shanjiang's face looked very ugly at this moment.

If you are an ordinary person, forget it if you feel that you have made a loss.

But who is Lin Shanjiang? He has always taken advantage of others, how could it be the other way around?

He was very angry when he thought that all his great achievements over the years had been lost and that the bullock cart seller had easily taken advantage of him.

When money and goods were gone, he had no choice but to regret it.

"Dad, don't worry, we will buy a carriage in the future. When the time comes, we will bargain hard." Lin Yunxi persuaded with a smile.

His daughter's words suddenly reached Lin Shanjiang's heart.

Yes, their family is protected by their immortal ancestors. It is only a matter of time before they get rich, so there is no doubt about buying a carriage.

As long as there is a chance in the future, I am not afraid that I will not be able to get back this round.

Lin Shanjiang was instantly full of confidence: "Let's go! Go to town!"

Sell ​​goods earlier, make money earlier, save money earlier, buy a carriage earlier, and get back the lost face earlier!

Put all the loaded goods on the oxcart, and the family got on the oxcart and went to the town neatly.

At this moment, the restaurant is open for business normally.

Seeing Lin Yunxi and the others coming over, a waiter came up to them and said, "Miss Lin, the boss has told me that you can choose any table on the first floor."

Lin Yunxi hummed, glanced around, and chose a table near the window: "That's it."

She and Lin Feng were weighing and loading goods and collecting money inside the window, while Lin Shanjiang was shouting outside the window.

The space inside the store must be used, and the space outside the store cannot be wasted.

With the reputation gained yesterday, today’s pickles are much better sold than yesterday.

The price is cheap, the taste is great, and ordinary people like it very much.

Ms. Wen wrung her handkerchief and leaned against the stairs on the second floor, gritting her teeth as she looked at Lin Yunxi and the others' prosperous business.

It's obviously her shop.

Such a good business and so much money should be made by them!

Seeing others shouting and making money on her own territory, she felt resentful.

With a roll of her eyes, she waved to a waiter and gave some instructions.

The guy nodded and left.

Not long after, a chubby man, holding a big belly, walking on penguin legs, fanning, came to Lin Yunxi and the others.

"Seller of pickles?" the man asked Lin Yunxi in a loud voice.

The man asked about pickles, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Yunxi.

Seeing the man looking at her like a poisonous snake, Lin Yunxi felt very uncomfortable.

"We sell pickles. How much do you want, sir?" Lin Feng asked first, standing in front of Lin Yunxi.

"Whatever." The man waved his hand and pulled Lin Feng away.

"We still have about seven or eight kilograms of pickles left. How about rounding them all, sir? One kilogram is fifty cents." Lin Feng said seriously, once again blocking the man's view of Lin Yunxi.

"Okay, okay, aren't they just some bargains? Stop being so impatient and help me figure out how much they cost."

The man looked at Lin Yunxi and found that he couldn't see anything.

The fat man was a little unhappy when his view was repeatedly blocked. With a dark face, he looked at Lin Feng, who was standing motionless in front of him: "Go to the scale! Why are you weighing it?"