"Candied haws … What is that?"
"I don't know, I've never heard of it before."
"Let's go and take a look …"
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The term "candied haws" was undoubtedly a new term to the people of this world.
With a curious mentality, the pedestrians on the street all looked in the direction of the voice.
They saw a burly man standing in a corner of the street, holding a long object in his hand. The top of the object was densely packed with something.
Looking closely, those things that were the size of abacus beads were strung together. Weren't they just ordinary red fruits?
Even if the red fruit was covered with a layer of crystal clear stuff and sprinkled with sesame seeds, it couldn't change the fact that it was a red fruit.
"Hey, man, how much are you selling this ice … ice something gourd?"
A young man in a long robe came forward and asked.
"Five copper coins for a skewer."
The simple and honest man immediately replied.
"Five copper coins?" The young man was stunned at first, then he shook his head and left.
Red fruits were not rare. One could buy a few catties of them on the street for one copper coin. Only a fool would spend five copper coins for just a few of them.
"I thought it was some rare item, but it's just a few red fruits …"
"Five copper coins for a skewer, this man really dares to ask for a price."
"Tsk, there's nothing to see, let's go …"
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When he saw the crowd that had been attracted by his first call quickly disappear, the heart of the man surnamed Fang could not help but sink.
The thing that he was most worried about had happened …
"Here's five copper coins, give me a skewer." A voice came from the side. The man surnamed Fang turned his head and saw a middle-aged scholar in navy blue robes. He took out five copper coins from his chest pocket and placed them in his hand.
This was his first customer. The burly man was overjoyed and hurriedly put the money away. He took a skewer of candied haws and handed it over. "Your candied haws."
The scholar reached out and took it, then left. The burly man, who wanted to get his evaluation, felt a little disappointed.
After all, he didn't want everything he had done for the past few days to be in vain.
In a place where the burly man surnamed Fang couldn't see, the middle-aged scholar took a bite of the sugar-coated haws, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. He lowered his head to look at the sugar-coated haws in his hand and murmured, "There's sweetness in the sour, crispy and delicious. I really didn't expect that red fruits could be made in such a novel way …"
Because he was a little hungry, he bought a snack that he had never seen before on a whim, but it gave him a different kind of surprise. A smile appeared on the middle-aged scholar's face, and his mood seemed to improve a little. He continued to walk forward.
At this moment, the burly man surnamed Fang, who had just completed his first transaction, had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He raised his head and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Candied haws …"
"Delicious candied haws …"
"Candied haws, it's free if it's not sweet …"
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After an hour, the man with the surname Fang, whose voice had become somewhat hoarse from all the shouting, leaned against the wall in an extremely discouraged manner. The trace of hope in his heart had also been mercilessly destroyed.
Up until now, his second skewer of candied haws had not been sold.
It had to be said that the shape of the candied haws was very peculiar, and it attracted many people to inquire about it. However, when they saw that the so-called candied haws were just a few red fruits strung together, and the price was actually five copper coins, they all lost interest.
"Should I try selling it for one copper coin a skewer first?" Fang muttered to himself somewhat helplessly. However, when he remembered that the son-in-law had warned him before he left that a skewer of candied haws could not be less than five copper coins, he could only give up on this idea.
On the street, a little further away from the burly man surnamed Fang, a mischievous child of about five or six years old was hugging a woman's thigh and wailing incessantly.
"Be good, mother will make delicious food for you when we get back!" The woman helplessly said as she looked at her child who was suddenly making a scene. No matter how hard she tried to coax him, she could not calm him down.
"No, I want to eat it now!" The mischievous child was obviously not that easy to fool. He hugged her thigh and shook his head vigorously.
The mischievous child, who had long since figured out his mother's routine, knew that what awaited him when he returned home was definitely not delicious food, but a vicious beating as punishment for his disobedience.
Rather than foolishly waiting to be beaten when he returned home, he might as well pester his mother for some benefits. This way, it would be worth it even if he was beaten when he returned home.
The mischievous child who was making a scene on the street quickly attracted the attention of passersby. The woman also felt a little embarrassed when she was stared at by so many people. She wanted to calm the child down first, and then slowly educate him when they returned home. However, she suddenly realized that the crying beside her had stopped.
She looked down and discovered that the mischievous child was staring straight ahead. He swallowed his saliva, pointed in the direction of the corner of the street, and said, "Mother, I want that!"
After a moment, the mischievous child, who had tasted his desire, left while licking the candied haws in satisfaction. He was extremely fond of this delicacy that he had never tasted before.
After finishing all of the hawthorns, he licked the sugar off the bamboo stick, but he was reluctant to throw it away. He carefully put it away, and even licked the residue from the corner of his mouth. He was filled with joy, thinking that he would definitely tell a few of his close friends when he returned home. He did not notice that the woman beside him had a rather unpleasant expression on her face. The first thing he would be greeted with when he returned home was a vicious beating …
After two whole hours, he had only sold two candied haws. Fang's heart was already in complete despair.
"This time, I'm afraid the young master is going to be disappointed …"
After letting out a long sigh, the man with the surname Fang picked up the stick with the candied haws and prepared to return home. He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps behind him. In the next moment, he discovered that he had been surrounded.
The people surrounding Fang were a group of mischievous children. The oldest among them was only ten years old, and they all looked at Fang with excited gazes — the candied haws in his hands.
The mischievous child standing at the very front was about five or six years old. Fang had just met him. He was the one who had taken care of his second business.
The mischievous child covered his butt with one hand, and the tears on his face had yet to dry. He pointed at the skewers of candied haws and said, "This is the one. Whether I lied to you or not, you'll know soon enough!"
After saying that, the mischievous child stretched out his small hand and revealed the five copper coins in his palm. He said loudly, "Uncle, I want a skewer of candied haws!"
"Me too!"
"Me too!"
"I want two skewers!"
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The mischievous children chattered one after another. Fang looked at the fair and clean little hands that were stretched out, and his expression was a little dazed.
On the street, a girl passing by was puzzled as she watched a group of excited naughty kids rushing past her. Each of them was holding a skewer of food and eating deliciously. When she looked ahead, she saw a burly man carrying a strange stick.
The strength of the mischievous children could not be underestimated. A small portion of the candied haws disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a large pile of copper coins in his pocket.
"Excuse me, how much is this?"
Just as Fang was standing there in a daze, a pleasant voice came from the side.
Seeing the incomparably delicate young girl standing next to him, the man with the surname Fang couldn't help but blush. He said, "Five, five copper coins …"
"Alright, give me one …" The young girl nodded and said with a smile.
She took a small bite, and her mouth was instantly filled with a sweet and sour taste. The young girl's beautiful eyes slightly brightened. She took out a small piece of silver from her beautiful pouch and pointed at the remaining candied haws. "I want all of these!"
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