Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket!

As the rice sold today was snapped up, the grain and oil store gradually quieted down.

After the crowd dispersed, little Ayu standing at the door stood out.

"Yo, isn't this Ayu from the Wang family? Why are you here? Where is your family?" The shopkeeper saw Xiao Ayu, came over with a smile, and touched her little head.

Xiao Ayu held his head: "Uncle shopkeeper, Ayu is three years old, you can't touch my head, the president is not tall!"

The shopkeeper was happy: "Ayu is three years old, which is really good. When our child is three years old, he is not as tall as you."

Having said that, the shopkeeper compared his waist and pointed to Xiao Ayu's size: "You are taller than him, girls should not be too tall."

Originally, I wanted to say that I could not find my husband's family in the future, but I felt that it was not appropriate to tell a three-year-old child, so I turned around and took a candy from the desk.

A small one and handed it to Xiao Ayu: "Come on, uncle invites you to eat candy. You can play elsewhere. When a guest arrives, it will be bad to accidentally knock you over."

"I want to buy something too!" Xiao Ayu didn't take the candy, and even said earnestly, "Uncle shopkeeper, it's not easy to make money, and candy is very expensive, don't give it to others."

After speaking, Xiao Ayu lowered her head and took out a fruit from her pocket, tiptoeing and handing it to the shopkeeper.

"I'll treat you to eat it! I planted it myself. I didn't spend any money. It won't hurt to eat it for you."

The shopkeeper was stunned for a while, but couldn't help but laugh.

The guests who were greeted before felt a little tired, but now they are all swept away.

No wonder these people on the street like Ayu, it really is a painful treasure.

"Then thank Ayu, come in and have a look, what are you buying?" The shopkeeper thought, and for the sake of this fruit, Ayu would give her a discount for the things he bought next.

As for the psychological trauma caused by the Wang family's usual bargaining here, it can be ignored.

Little Ayu, with her hands behind her back, looked around in the store with an old-fashioned look.

Everything in the store is basically packed in baskets, and there is also a chopping board with various cloth bags of various sizes, and the bags are filled with various beans.

Some are round, some are flat, some are long, some are short, and the colors are different.

It looks good.

Xiao Ayu stretched her neck, desperate to recognize what kind of beans it was.

In Yang's private school, Mrs. Liu would teach children to recognize objects, including beans.

However, Xiao Ayu only recognized a few, and did not recognize the rest.

"Elf, can these be taken back and planted?"

[Part of it is OK, you can see that there are red beans over there, and green small beans next to them. Both kinds of beans can be grown. 】

[The flat ones over there are cowpeas, and the ones next to them are green beans. 】

[The smaller one is to save the wild pea, the one that your third brother gave you before and can blow a whistle. You also have two plants in your space, which can be eaten, but it is useless. 】

[That rapeseed is okay, they call it oil beans, buy it back and optimize it, and you can still squeeze oil later. 】

As the group said, Xiao Ayu followed it, and after reading one after another, sometimes nodded and shook his head.

The shopkeeper next to him was stunned.

"Ayu, what are you looking for? Tell your uncle, and he will find it for you."

Xiao Ayu stretched out his finger: "This, this..."

Following her finger, the shopkeeper looked over.

Xiao Ayu pointed to seven or eight kinds, and the shopkeeper asked, "Do you want to buy these?"

"No." Xiao Ayu shook her head, then stretched out her little hand, opened it, and said, "Except for the ones I just said, all the other beans are required, each kind, so many."

The shopkeeper took a deep breath: "Is it 5 pounds? So much!"

Xiao Ayu shook his head again: "I want 5."

She doesn't have that much monthly money.

In an instant, the shopkeeper's cold air sucked even harder.

Thank you for the little cuties who sent the tickets, I love you