As a result, Julius didn't eat anything for the whole day yesterday.
In the morning of a new day, when Lulunaka came down from the attic, Julius had already left.
"He woke up really early."
Lulunaka said to Pasta, who was already sitting at the counter. Pasta didn't go out today, maybe because he wasn't interested, or he wasn't in a hurry to go out.
"He didn't eat anything all day and only drank some water. He will feel hungry," Pasta said.
"When we first met, he could probably endure hunger for a few days, but now I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."
Lulunaka said, "Now he's still growing. If he's hungry, it won't be good for his growth."
"You usually spoil him too much," Pasta said.
Hearing this, Lulunaka's face showed a smile, "What a strange statement. In Olga's eyes, I can't wait to let Julius die, but in your eyes, I've become a … kind mother-in-law?"
Pasta couldn't help but laugh, but he stopped the sound.
"This is not funny at all, uncle."
Lulunaka frowned and put the cloak on her body, "I'm still young. I'm not old enough to be called an old mother-in-law."
Lulunaka put on the cloak and leather boots, "Do you have any plans today, uncle?"
"My plans are all given to me by you, niece," Pasta said.
"Then I hope you can look at the shop today."
Lulunaka said to Pasta, "At least look at it for half a day. I'll try to come back during the day.
If it doesn't work, you can close the shop.
Anyway, no one will come to this strange shop. "
"If a customer comes?" Pasta said.
"If there's anything that catches your eye, just let that customer buy it," Pasta replied. "It's not easy to find something that catches your eye.
As for the price, I'll leave it to you to decide, manager. "
"I don't know which are expensive and which are cheap."
Pasta said, "Cheap things can be sold at sky-high prices, while precious things can only be sold for a few copper coins. If that's the case, I won't be responsible."
"What's wrong with that?"
Lulunaka made a gesture to Pasta. Her thumb and index finger formed a circle. She stretched out three fingers with a smile on her face. "If you really do that, then it's your ability. Cheap common goods in exchange for real money, expensive treasures in exchange for a few straws … This is a very interesting development.
And the income and expenditure will always be balanced, right? "
Pasta shook his head. "You're really casual. I can't understand."
"If you can understand me, I will like you even more, my dear uncle," Lulunaka walked to the door and turned back to wave at Pasta. "Bye, uncle."
"Don't bring trouble back."
Pasta shouted to Lulunaka. "Leave the trouble you've caused outside. It's better to live in a quiet place."
"I know. A man who likes to talk too much is not likable."
After leaving this sentence, Lulunaka left the shop and soon disappeared from Pasta's sight.
Pasta sat behind the counter and shook the chair under his buttocks.
Lulunaka added two frames on both sides of the wooden chair. Even without the chair legs, it could still be sat firmly. It could also sway back and forth, giving people a sense of comfort as if they were back in a cradle.
Although he was afraid of Lulunaka's erratic and crazy behavior, he had to admit that her hands were really dexterous. A broken chair without legs was changed into a comfortable chair by her.
Feeling the rocking of the chair, Pasta thought that perhaps he should brew a pot of tea and spend this rare moment of leisure. He could talk about his own troubles and put the troubles that others had put on him to the back of his mind and let himself truly relax.
After Lulunaka left her shop, she walked on the main road and headed southeast.
After walking for a while, she stood on the side of the road and looked southeast. "That kind of building probably can't be moved just like that. It should still be in the same place …" She muttered to herself. "But then again, that kind of church can't be moved just like that either. Who would dare commit the blasphemy of moving a saint's remains …"
At this point, Lulunaka chuckled. "What blasphemy? It's just a pile of dried bones. Even Ward wouldn't want to eat it."
People came and went on the road. The sound of rolling carriage wheels and hooves filled the road. No one would pay attention to a small girl like Lulunaka, and no one would pay attention to a girl saying such outrageous things in Fidelinopolis.
Lulunaka walked along the road to the southeast. "Is there a carriage on the way that can save a cute girl like me some energy …"
She said something that wasn't cute at all. She looked at the passing carriages as if she was choosing her own ride.
A carriage carrying goods passed by. Behind it, there was a tall pile of grain that looked like a small mountain. It was covered by a piece of cloth and tied to the sides of the carriage.
Lulunaka jogged to the back of the carriage and climbed up to sit at the back.
Coachman, who was driving the carriage at the front, didn't know that there was a little tail behind his carriage. Moreover, this little tail was hiding behind the mountain of grain, so he couldn't sense any movement behind it.
The surroundings were so noisy that unless he stopped the carriage and went to the back to check, there was no way he would notice Lulunaka.
After Lulunaka sat at the back of the carriage, she swung her legs and hummed a cheerful tune as she greeted the people passing by. "Good morning, sir." "Good morning, madam." "I hope you're in a good mood today, old man."
Her friendly attitude made the passersby uncomfortable, but when faced with such a smiling face, no one was willing to face such a lively and cheerful girl with a dark expression.
"This is for you, cute child."
A woman took out a small piece of warm bread from her basket and handed it to Lulunaka.
The smell of the wheat made Lulunaka's smile even brighter. "Thank you, kind madam!"
Lurunaka immediately took out a dewy flower from her bosom and threw it into the woman's basket, who was gradually pulling away.
The fresh flower landed in the middle of the madam's basket, which made the woman smile even more.
Lulunaka stood up and waved at the woman who was walking away. She sat back down and stuffed the bread into her mouth.
The freshly baked bread had a rich wheat aroma and was soft and delicious.
Freshly baked bread was the most delicious. If it was left out for a long time, the taste of the bread would be greatly reduced.
"Delicious breakfast."
Lulunaka chewed the bread in her mouth and her words were unclear. "Unfortunately, it's not enough to fill my stomach."
She felt that perhaps it would be better for her to find more food on the road.