The Pretty Man I Picked Up [Time Travel]

Chapter 48: Being forced to give birth to a baby

"Little Orion, do you still have this cage at home? I'll pay for it, even if it's used."

Xu Haorui shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, uncle, we need to use what we have at home, not sell it."

Seeing that he refused without thinking, the old man didn't know how to persuade him, "This..." he simply shut up.

But another old man said: "You are young and have good bones. It doesn't matter if you bake it over the fire or not. Why don't you sell it to us first and then weave it if you want."

Zhang Dazhuang frowned when he heard this and glanced at the old man displeased. Why was he there?

Xu Haorui looked at the old man and said firmly: "I won't sell it."

The others were stunned for a moment, shocked by Old Man Li's shamelessness. They were afraid that Xu Haorui would be completely offended if he continued to speak, so they all worked together to push Old Man Li to the back.

Old Man Zhao said, "Little Orion, don't listen to his nonsense. Do you think it's convenient for you to knit one for us?"

Others echoed, "Yes, yes, we just wait slowly."

Old man Zhao put his hands in his hands and said, "I'm old and can't withstand freezing. It's nice to have a fire cage so I can warm myself up anywhere. If it's convenient for you, just make one for us. It won't be in vain."

Xu Haorui looked at this man's kind face and thought for a while and said: "That's okay, uncle, you guys bring the earthenware basin over, and I will weave a fire cage for seven cents. If you can accept it, come in and register your name and number. "

He paused and then said: "After registration, whoever brings the earthen basin first will weave first. When will you come to get the fire cage? When you come with the earthen basin, I will confirm the time for you."

As soon as he said this, the elders all fell silent.

Seven cents!

Several people followed Xu Haorui into the courtyard without hesitation.

There were also people standing undecided outside the hospital.

Xu Haorui asked these people to wait in the courtyard for a while. He took the table out and read out the words on the hemp paper used for calligraphy practice, recording them one by one.

After this period of practice, his handwriting has become relatively neat and can be understood by people.

"Hey, little Orion is really good, he can also write." The illiterate old man couldn't help but praise when he saw that he could write decently.

In their eyes, those who can write are literate people, and they have a heartfelt respect for literate people.

Xu Haorui accepted the uncle's compliment calmly and nodded to the man.

Lin Qingjiu stood quietly aside and looked at his vaguely proud expression, unable to help but hide a smile in his eyes.

Old man Zhao couldn't read. He looked at Xu Haorui's neat writing stroke by stroke and kept nodding.

After Xu Haorui finished writing the last word, he raised his head and said, "Uncle, you can go back and get the basin. I will write a note for you to distinguish, so that it won't be messed up."

"What kind of earthenware basin do you want?"

"Any round earthenware basin will do, but a deeper one is best."

"Okay, let's go back and get it now." The five old men hurriedly walked out of the yard.

They all have clay pots at home.