Nie Linger smiled and nodded when he heard this: "I know this. It's okay, Uncle Hu. I want this iron pot."

Iron pots tend to rust easily, mostly due to the water stains remaining in the pots after use. As long as you pay more attention to them, the service life is actually quite long.

Seeing that Nie Linger seemed to have made up his mind, Hu Tiejiang nodded, but when he was about to agree, he suddenly remembered something.

"Eh? Wait a minute, Ling'er!"

After saying that, he turned around and left the warehouse.

"Look at how bright the pot I picked is. The iron pot is dark and difficult to use at first sight!" Nie Qian'er said.

Nie Bao'er also had a look of resistance. He looked away from the iron pot, looked at Nie Ling'er and said, "Sister, can this pot be used?"

Nie Ling'er saw this and said: "Don't worry, the iron pot has the benefits of the iron pot."

At this time, Blacksmith Hu came back with another iron pot in his hand and said: "Ling'er, this pot was made by my youngest son last month when he was practicing. His right ear was cracked.

If you don’t sell it, let me put it in the backyard. Do you think this is okay?”

The so-called ears mean that there are handles on each side of the pot. One of the handles is broken in the middle. It does not affect the use, but it just doesn’t look good.

The rest of the place is not much different from the pot that Nie Linger just fell in love with.

"Uncle Hu, how much does this cost?" Nie Linger asked.

Since Tiejiang Hu deliberately took out this defective product, he probably wanted to sell it to himself cheaply, Nie Linger thought so.

Unexpectedly, Blacksmith Hu actually laughed innocently, waved his hand and said: "If you want this pot, my uncle gave it to you. Iron pots are not easy to sell, let alone a broken iron pot. There is no way to keep it."

People buy.”

"How can this be done? Uncle Hu, you want a cost price." Nie Ling'er said quickly.

But Tiejiang Hu said: "There is no cost price. This is what my little son made while practicing. They don't know how much material they waste when practicing."

"Take it, it's not easy for your family, just treat it as uncle's wish." Hu Tiejiang said at the end.

No one in the entire Shijie Village knew that Nie Yuanyang died young and left behind four and a half-year-old children. This blacksmith Hu was a warm-hearted person. This happened to him today, so he thought of giving a pot to Nie Yuanyang's children.

Besides, this iron pot is indeed not worth much and is not easy to sell.

"Uncle Hu, thank you." Nie Baoer directly thanked you first.

Nie Ling'er wanted to fight for it again, but in the end she didn't say anything. She just thought that she would make something delicious and give it to Uncle Hu to try.

In the end, Nie Ling'er bought an iron pot with a broken ear without spending any money, while Nie Qian'er spent 120 Wen to buy a steel-making pot.

The pot was not carried back by the female dolls. Instead, he asked them to go ahead and asked his son to drive the bullock cart to deliver the pot to Nie's house.

On the way back, Nie Qian'er had a serious look on her face, as if she had suffered a huge loss from the one hundred and twenty Wenhua.

"If I had known I would have wanted an iron pot too." Nie Qian'er couldn't help but mutter.

Nie Baoer on the side heard this and sneered: "You spent the money well. The pot you bought is so bright. It looks like a useful pot at first glance."

"Besides, the broken pot only has one pot. Even if you buy an iron pot, you won't spend a penny on it."

Nie Baoer's words were reasonable, but I don't know if he was laughing at them or comforting them. They sounded weird.

Nie Ling'er was in a good mood. She met such a kind person like Uncle Hu and saved dozens of pennies at once. I wonder if she can discuss with her grandma and give these dozens of pennies to her temporarily, because she already has an idea.

Yes, it’s just that the first batch of finished products still requires some money to be made.

Just as he was thinking about it, Bao'er suddenly stepped forward and tugged on Nie Ling'er's sleeves, and in a deliberately lowered voice came: "Sister, look ahead, Wang Qichen!"

"Oh, the road between enemies is narrow!" Nie Qian'er also exclaimed when she saw this.

Nie Ling'er looked intently and saw a handsome young man walking towards her not far away.

This young man is fair-skinned, has a slender figure, and has exceptionally delicate features. If it weren't for the rough clothes on his body, he wouldn't look like a child from the countryside.

And his biggest feature is that lame foot.

This young man is Wang Qichen, the son of Wang Sheng in the west of the village. He slipped and broke his leg two years ago on the mountain. He originally sought medical treatment in time, but he didn't expect to be deceived by a charlatan. The leg was cured by three points, and he has been lame ever since.<

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Last month, Mrs. Xu went to the Wang family to propose marriage. She thought that Wang Qichen was lame and it would be difficult to find a wife, so she would not dislike Nie Ling'er.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, Mrs. Xu was kicked out by Wang Sheng, a shoe almost flew to Mrs. Xu's head, and he scolded her for violating his son.

Nie Ling'er heard about these things, but this was when the original owner was still alive. When she traveled through time and heard about this, she didn't feel any trouble.

But seeing this handsome young man with a face like a crown of jade, Nie Ling'er couldn't help but think, no wonder Wang Sheng lost such a temper. Wang Qichen was born with such an appearance. If he was in good health, what kind of wife could he not find?

Even though I'm lame now, I can't even compare to my figure and appearance.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Qichen had already arrived in front of Nie Linger.

Nie Ling'er frowned slightly. His stance was obviously directed at her.

But before Nie Ling'er could speak, Bao'er had already taken the initiative to stand between the two of them, and said to Wang Qichen in a warning tone: "Wang Qichen, what do you want to do? It was my aunt's wish to come to your house to propose marriage.

, it has nothing to do with my sister! Besides, our family is now separated. From now on, they will have no control over my sister’s affairs, and no one will bother you anymore.”

"I'm not here to quarrel." Wang Qichen spoke slowly, his voice a little low.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Qichen took advantage of his height and looked directly past Nie Bao'er who was in front of him, looked at Nie Ling'er, and said: "I wanted to come to you a few days ago, but I didn't expect that Uncle Nie passed away suddenly.

Didn’t come.”

"Looking for me?" Nie Ling'er looked confused.

Is this kid attracted to me?

Ugh!

Nie Ling'er felt disgusted by her sudden thought.

He is lame, but not blind!

Sure enough, Wang Qichen nodded and said: "I'm here to apologize to you, to apologize to you on behalf of my father."

It turned out that when Wang Sheng learned that Mrs. Xu was here to propose marriage to Nie Ling'er, he was so angry that he said a lot of angry words, some of which were so unpleasant that even his son found it unacceptable.

After thinking about it, I still think I should come over and apologize.

"So that's it. You don't need to apologize. I don't take it to heart at all." Nie Ling'er said truthfully.
Chapter completed!