My Wife Has an Embroidery Needle

When Yan Shou arrived at the kitchen, he saw a few chefs and cooks busily preparing food, presumably making lunch for everyone in the competition.

Thinking that he couldn't do it, that person likes sweets, so he simply decided to go to the street to buy some sweet cakes and come back.

After coming out of Liu Mansion, the martial arts people who were all over the streets yesterday are now participating in the martial arts competition in the mansion. Today the whole street is much empty, and it is surprisingly bright under the bright sunlight.

Yan Shou didn't go far when he saw an old man buying mung bean soup in a simple shed not far away, so he strode across.

"Guest officer, would you like a bowl?" The old man wiped his sweat with a towel and said to him, "Drink some mung bean soup to cool off the summer heat during the dog days."

Yan Shou nodded and said, "Well, okay, bring me two bowls, I'll take them away."

"Take it away, does the guest officer have anything to take away?" the old man asked, because he only pays after drinking here, and there is nothing to pretend to take away.

"Uh, no." Yan Shou was empty-handed, and gave him a tael of silver, "Why don't you sell me the bowl too."

The old man had never taken so much money all at once, and he said with a perplexed face, "Guest officer, I only charge two pennies for mung bean soup and a bowl at most. I can't find it for you."

Yan Shou let it go, "You don't need to look for it, just keep it. It's not easy for you old man to come out to earn a living in such a hot day."

"How can this work!" The old man felt sorry and hurriedly pushed the money back.

Yan Shou didn't answer, and stepped back, "But I don't have any broken silver on me, my wife is still waiting for me to go back, old man, you can just help out."

"Okay." After a stalemate for a while, the old man saw that he didn't want to take it, so he had to say, "Guest officer, you are really a good person, I have a basket here, you can use it to take it back, so you can use it for a couple of minutes." Buying two bowls of mung bean soup with silver will not be scolded by your wife."

Yan Shou was originally just using it as an excuse, but when the other party said that, he scratched his head in embarrassment, "He won't kill me."

The old man saw that his face was flushed, and said cheerfully, "It seems that the guest officer is a person who cherishes his wife. Your wife is really lucky to marry such a good husband like you."

Yan Shou murmured, "No, I am lucky to be by his side."

At this moment, the expression on his face made the old man not know what to think, and he sighed, "Guest officer can have such an idea at such a young age, it really makes the old man feel ashamed. My wife and I lived an ordinary life, and she Toiled, never enjoyed a day of happiness, until the day she died, I didn't know that I didn't cherish her well, alas."

"Old man..." Yan Shou didn't know how to comfort him for a while.

"It made the guest officer laugh." The old man recovered immediately, and put two more bowls into the basket.

Yan Shou quickly said, "How embarrassing."

"Guest officer, if you don't accept it, I won't dare accept the money. How much mung bean soup do I have to sell for a tael of silver?"

"Okay then, I'm not going to be polite."

"Oh, guest officer, you don't have to be polite." The old man covered the basket, then handed it to him and said, "Hold it carefully, don't spill it."

"Thank you, then I will take my leave."

"Okay, guest officer, go slowly."

Yan Shou turned around and walked back with the basket in hand. He touched his bosom, and the money left was getting less and less.

Unexpectedly, the silver taels he earned from opening the restaurant for several years would be spent within half a month after he came out. It would be fine if the matter could be resolved quickly, otherwise he would have to think about how to earn money... Sigh, walking in the rivers and lakes is not so easy ...

He shook his head and smiled wryly, "Forget it, the money is spent."

However, when he was about to go back, he caught a glimpse of the "Warrior Weapons Crossing Hall" out of the corner of his eye.