Sure enough, the knowledge she had learned would never be wasted. She walked back with great interest, and pointed at the butcher's hand in earnest, the pig stomach, pig kidney, pig spleen, pig large intestine, and pig esophagus all together in a puddle.

"Isn't there still meat here, just sell this to us!"

The pig intestines that the butcher grabbed with both hands fell directly to the ground, quickly covered with plaster, and turned into gray intestines. He hurried to pick them up, unbelievable, "Are you sure? Little girl, these are all things I don't want, take them Going back to feed the pigs, you want to buy this?"

Speaking of the second half of the sentence, he even looked directly at Grandma Song.

As if asking, don't you care if your child talks nonsense?

Of course, Grandma Song was also very surprised, but her own Fubao has been very independent since she was a child, so you can't think that she is sick just because what she does is different from ordinary people!

By the way, her Jiafubao is not an ordinary person, how can she think with the thinking of an ordinary person?

Maybe the Bodhisattva gave Fu Bao a new way to cook food.

Having reached this conclusion, Grandma Song raised her chin proudly, "Sell it, my granddaughter will ask for it if she wants it, but you also know that no one wants this thing, so don't yell at the price!"

Butcher:……

I'm afraid this family has a lot of big cakes... well, if others want it, he can just give it to her.

So he spread his hands, put the rest of the things on the chopping board, and then took out three pieces of oil paper from the stomach of the table and wrapped them up, "Here, don't say I'm cheating, just treat these as gifts from me, I don't accept them." Money, just give me a penny, oil paper money, okay!"

Uncle Niu was dumbfounded, he was as dumb as a wooden chicken, he could barely make a sound, and the deal was concluded before he could say a word.

He wailed in his heart, confused, Song Fubao made a fuss, and Grandma Song followed suit.

But when I heard that I don’t want money, I swallowed all the words that came out of my mouth. It’s fine if you don’t want money. of.

Uncle Niu stepped forward to pick up the pig intestines on the ground, and signaled to the butcher to wrap them too.

The butcher was helpless, what more?

But he still made it very quickly with his hands, and wrapped it all in a dozen seconds. Grandma Song handed over a penny and took the three bags of pigs into the water.

Back at the tofu stand, the men in the family were still selling tofu seriously, and they didn't notice that they were back. Grandma Song put the pig offal into the empty back basket, covered it with something, and then stepped forward to help sell tofu.

After selling the tofu, Song Youtian and Boss Song carried it to the bullock cart to pack up their things. Song Youbao, Song Fubao, and Grandma Song went to Dr. Liu's pharmacy again.

At this time, some patients were already seeing a doctor in the medical clinic, and several aunts waiting in line had bought tofu from the Song family, so they all knew Song Fubao.

Seeing her come to the pharmacy, she immediately enthusiastically asked what disease she had, and asked her to jump in line to see it first.

Dr. Liu got up when he heard the sound, and smiled, "Come here, little girl, you don't need to feel the pulse, it is indeed faster to get the medicine. Everyone is willing to let you come first. Come quickly, what do you want?"

After Song Fubao thanked them one by one, he left with an awkward smile.

"It's the same as last time, just add six more servings, and buy some white powder. The family is almost running out!" Song Fubao said in a cryptic way, because he was afraid that others would guess the making of tofu from what she bought.

Dr. Liu knew that she was talking about spices and gypsum, so he didn't ask any more questions, and started to pack them. After all, he had tasted the dried tofu himself. It was a good thing. Song Fubao came to buy it again, and he must make it again. He just waited to eat it.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Dr. Liu wrapped eight oil-paper bags and put them all in the basket on Grandma Song's back.

After watching such a big battle, everyone was completely silent. They exchanged glances, and everyone had the same idea. After Song Fubao and the others politely said goodbye and left, they dared to discuss in a low voice.

"Oh my god, the Song family actually came to buy so many medicines, and gave them a lot of copper coins. I thought their family had made money. They couldn't find it. Everyone is in trouble."

"Yes, Fubao is so small and so cute. I didn't expect...it's a medicine jar. Such an older child will suffer this. I will definitely go to their house to buy more tofu in the future."

"Me too, it's so pitiful!"

……

There were also many women who covered their faces and became sad, and Dr. Liu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. Whose child was less than seven years old and only [-] feet tall, they all forgot that she was as strong as a bull when holding the tofu bowl look like?

She is a sick child, so there is no one in good health in the whole town.

But he couldn't say anything, shook his head, went back and continued to sit and see the doctor.

At the same time, on the other side, as soon as Song Fubao and the others got into the bullock cart, Li Xiaoer ran over and stopped in front, panting and spreading out his palm, there was a red oval strip the size of a little finger inside.

It's just a little wilted.

Others were surprised and had never seen it before, but Song Fubao's eyes lit up.

"Fubao, is this the chili pepper you want? Quickly take a look, we asked someone to find it, and it was just delivered!"

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