Chapter 211: It's hard to catch up
"This is not up to you." Chu Anlan clapped his hands: "Send him away."

The man was beaten and kicked and dragged out of the market.

After everyone left, Chu Anlan couldn't help but look in the direction of Ye Wanqing.

She was sitting next to a shop selling sweet soup, with bamboo tubes of sweet soup on the table, and she was looking at him with moist eyes.

After their eyes met, Chu Anlan smiled brightly.

Ye Wanqing smiled.

Chu Anlan touched the tip of his nose and retracted his gaze: "I'm selling vegetables! I'm selling vegetables! Does anyone need to buy some?
The vegetables were just picked this morning, fresh and cheap! ”

Passersby gathered around again.

Chu Anlan is tall, very handsome, and dressed very elegantly. Wherever he stands, he is an extremely eye-catching presence.

Even if it's just for his face, many passers-by would go to buy vegetables.

Ying Xiang sighed: "I thought that the prince would not be used to the life among the common people, but I didn't expect that he could even sell vegetables so well."

Ye Wanqing's eyes were gentle: "He has a strong ability to adapt. Whether in Beijing or elsewhere, as long as he wants, he can live well."

Qianxi said: "Even if the emperor wants to take back the honor and favor of Prince Dun's mansion in the future, with the ability of the prince, he can still take good care of the princess, right?"

"Qianxi." Yingxiang scolded softly: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm just making an analogy." Qianxi stuck out his tongue.

Ye Wanqing's smile did not fade: "Well, even if I fall into poverty in the future, as long as the prince is here, I don't have to worry about going hungry."

"The prince supports the princess, and the princess supports us..." Qianxi counted on her fingers and said, "I suddenly feel that being a slave is the most cost-effective.

As a slave, as long as you follow the right master, you don’t have to worry about going hungry.”

Ye Wanqing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "To be someone's servant, you have to live by their wishes. Don't you want to do business on your own and be your own boss?"

"No." Qianxi answered neatly: "Running a business on my own is not only laborious, but the income is also unstable.

I work for the princess, and have both free time and money.

There aren't many such good jobs in the world, so I'd better hurry up and take them."

Ying Xiang smiled: "I think Qianxi's words are very reasonable."

Ye Wanqing laughed: "In this case, the prince and I must save money and work hard to support you."

The master and his servants all laughed together.

Throughout the morning, Chu Anlan sold five baskets of vegetables.

Holding the heavy purse, Parrot Girl finally had a smile on her face, and she spoke to Chu Anlan in a much kinder tone.

As time went by, there were fewer and fewer people in the market.

There are fewer and fewer people buying groceries.

The parrot lady put away the purse and looked at Chu Anlan: "The remaining basket of vegetables cannot be sold. Are you going to admit defeat, my prince?"

Give up?

Chu Anlan said: "Even if I had an arrow stuck in my chest and was about to die, I would never admit defeat."

Parrot Girl: “…”

Chu Anlan stretched his sore wrists, waist and neck and said, "If I can't sell all the vegetables today, I won't leave, and neither can you!"

Parrot Girl: “…”

After sending the people off, Mo Yan came back and saw that there was still a basket of perilla in the bamboo basket. He couldn't help but worry: "Prince, how about I buy these perilla?"

He felt distressed after being exposed to the sun for the entire morning.

Chu Anlan said sternly: "No! I said I would sell it, and I will definitely sell it! Move away, don't block me from selling vegetables!"

Mo Yan replied dryly: "Oh..."

"Stop!" Chu Anlan called him: "Go to a nearby restaurant and book a private room, and order more dishes that Qing'er likes.

Tell her that you don't have to wait for me for lunch.

In addition, you send me two meals." Mo Yan nodded: "I understand."

Chu Anlan turned to look at the parrot lady again: "Do you have any dietary restrictions?"

After hesitating for a while, the parrot lady sighed and said, "Just eat by yourselves, don't worry about me. After selling the vegetables, I have to go back to feed my daughter-in-law."

"Feed your daughter-in-law?" Chu Anlan was puzzled: "What does this mean?"

Before the parrot lady could speak, the woman who had spoken so harshly earlier spoke first: "Our parrot lady is so pitiful. Her husband died early, her son is gone, and her daughter-in-law is paralyzed.

She grows and sells vegetables every day to save money for her daughter-in-law's medical treatment."

"You don't need to talk too much!" The parrot lady glared at the woman and said to Chu Anlan, "Sell it for another half an hour.

If I can’t sell out in half an hour, I’ll go home.”

Chu Anlan thought for a moment: "Okay."

He waved to Mo Yan and whispered a few words to him.

Ye Wanqing was accompanying Yingxiang and Qianxi to study how to eat peaches, when Mo Yan came over and said, "Princess, the prince asked me to find you and get a few taels of silver."

"How much?" Ye Wanqing asked.

Mo Yan scratched his head: "One hundred taels..."

Ye Wanqing glanced at him and ordered, "Yingxiang, take two ingots of silver to Mo Yan."

Mo Yan took the silver and said, “The prince said that this silver will be given to Wu Niang later.

Wu Niang's husband and son are both dead, leaving only a paralyzed daughter-in-law at home, which is very pitiful."

Hearing this, Ye Wanqing looked in the direction of Wu Niang and said, "After we sell the vegetables, I'll go home with her to see her."

No one was interested in the last half basket of perilla.

Even the sarcastic woman next to her who was gossiping packed up her basket of Chinese cabbage, patted her butt and went home.

There are fewer and fewer people in the market.

Ye Wanqing also took Yingxiang and Qianxi to stroll around the city.

Chu Anlan was bored and was eating a cucumber.

After eating a cucumber, he looked at the basil leaves in the bamboo basket and said, "Aunt Hua, I'm not really going to do farm work at your house, am I?
What kind of work do you usually do at home? Watering? Turning the soil?

Let me make it clear first, I will never do such dirty, tiring and rough work as carrying manure, even if I am beaten to death."

Aunt Hua handed him a small stool and said, "Wait for another half a cup of tea. If you still can't sell them all, then don't sell them.

I made a bet with you before, saying that I asked you to help me with farm work, but it was just a casual remark. You don't have to take it to heart.

Who are you and who am I? Why do I need you to help me do my own work? "

“That won’t do.” Chu Anlan said sternly, “I am a man of eight feet tall, and once I say something, I can’t take it back!

I have already said it, how can I not keep my word? However, you have to arrange some easier work for me."

Aunt Hua smiled slightly and said, "The prince is different from other noble sons I have met."

"Do you know any other young masters from aristocratic families?" Chu Anlan was curious.

Aunt Hua was stunned for a moment, then she said with a little self-mockery: "It can't be considered as knowing each other, right? I just met him when I was young..."

Her eyes, slightly cloudy from years of hard work and sun exposure, looked into the distance through the low houses in the market.

"Don't keep me in suspense." Chu Anlan sat on a small stool and said, "I can tell from the moment I hear you're not an ordinary person.

You are better at arithmetic than others, and the way you speak and act is different from ordinary peasant women. I think you are literate.

Did you move to Lin'an from somewhere else?"

Aunt Hua was stumped by the question.

After a long while, she finally said, "Well, I came to Lin'an many years ago. I spent many years saving up for the house and the land. Unfortunately, the person who worked with me to earn these properties was a short-lived person. He passed away early and didn't even have the life to enjoy a peaceful life..."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red.