Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Old Zhoutou decided to let his daughter worship Mr. Zhuang as a teacher. Of course, he had to prepare well. So even the boss didn't go out to work the next day.

Old Zhoutou directly asked him to borrow a cart from the village chief and take out two bags of grain from the warehouse.

The whole family stood at their respective doors and watched. The old Zhoutou didn't seem to see the anxiety in the eyes of his daughters-in-law, so he ordered the eldest and the third to tie up the grain, and then explained to Mr. Zhou, "Go to the Jishang, and exchange the grain for money first. , buy three days' worth of medicine for your mother, and then buy another piece of meat, pork belly, if you can buy bacon, it will be even better."

Old Zhoutou thought for a while and then said: "Look at the market to see if there are any better cotton cloths sold in the market, if there are, buy them back and make a set of clothes for Mr. Zhuang, by the way, don't forget the fabric of the shoes and socks. Buy it, buy something better."

Tuesday Lang wrote down one by one.

When Xiao Qian and the others heard what they wanted to buy, their hearts twitched. These are two bags of grain.

Old Zhoutou was more distressed than them, but listening to the laughter floating in from outside, he could ignore this distress. Seeing that all the explanations had been explained, Old Zhoutou waved his hand and told everyone what to do.

Man Bao woke up early in the morning, and then dragged Goro Rokuro to pick wildflowers.

When the home was ready, they were ready too, and they happily followed behind the adults with a basket made by Tuesday Lang filled with weeds and wildflowers.

Feng Shi, who went with them, looked at the things in their basket and couldn't help but say, "What are you doing with these things?"

Da Ya said, "My aunt said she wants to sell it."

Feng's eyes widened slightly, "This kind of thing is everywhere, who buys it?"

Man Bao was being carried by Wu Wulang at this time, and he heard the words and said loudly: "Second sister-in-law, I will buy it, and I am willing to buy beautiful things."

This is a real loser.

Feng shi couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, are you rich?"

Man Bao shook his head honestly, "Not now, but there will be in the future."

She is very confident in herself, even Keke said she is very smart, then she must be very powerful, and of course there is no problem with making money.

Feng shi didn't stop them either, he just regarded this as a children's game, and they were holding the things themselves anyway.

When they got to the market, everyone started looking for places to set up stalls.

On Tuesday, Lang made a lot of baskets and waited for the dustpan to be sold. He took up a piece of land, put the things down and let his wife sell them, and told Wu and Saturday Lang, "You guys are watching Manbao and Datou closely. , don't run around."

Before Wuwu Lang could speak, Man Bao first patted his chest and said, "Second brother, don't worry, I will definitely be optimistic about the nephews, we are not going anywhere."

On Tuesday, Lang smiled and reached out and touched her head.

Then he pushed the cart and Zhou Dalang to sell food.

This market is held every five days. Several nearby villages gather together to form a market in this relatively large Dali Village.

Because there is a mountain here, there is a Taoist temple on the mountain, and there are several Taoist priests in the temple. Every year on the nineteenth of the first lunar month, there is a particularly grand temple fair here, and even some people in the county will come from thousands of miles to participate.

That is the big temple fair, and the other small temple fairs are set up on major solar terms. These traditions have been around for many years.

According to what Man Bao heard from the elderly at the entrance of the village, these customs have been practiced since they were children.

For this reason, Keke also regretted that it was a popular science system for collecting creatures. There is also a system in their encyclopedia that specifically collects this kind of folklore. With the formation of this temple fair, I don’t know how many sub-tasks can be derived. You must earn a lot of points.

At that time, Man Bao felt that Keke was a little sad, so he didn't want to throw the money away, "But I like Keke, I don't like other systems."

In short, this is a big market where villagers communicate with each other.

So the question is, do you all barter with money?

of course not!

Seeing that the second sister-in-law had set up the basket, dustpan, etc., Man Bao immediately put down their basket full of weeds and wildflowers, forming a row with Feng's products, and then squatted behind and looked at the people passing by with their small faces.

On Tuesday, Lang has been operating in the market for many years, and his reputation has long been lost, so not long after the things were put down, an old lady came up with a basket on her back, checked the dustpan and asked, "Can I exchange it for eggs?"

Feng shi agreed after a little thought, and said, "Is it still two cents for three eggs?"

The old lady should be.

Feng Shi began to calculate how many eggs she would give her, "Then you give me..."

She calculated it, and felt that she was wrong, and her forehead was sweating. In the past, all these things were done by her husband, and she always calculated money when she sold things.

Feng Shi wiped off his sweat, and seeing that her sister-in-law was stumped, Man Bao hurriedly jumped up, "Second sister-in-law, second sister-in-law, I will, is our family's dustpan still fifteen cents a piece?"

Feng knew that my aunt was smart and could count. She liked to play with her husband the game of how much money is equal to one penny plus two penny, so she nodded again and again: "Yes, the price of our family never changes."

Man Bao looked at the old lady curiously, "Where are your eggs?"

The old lady didn't know how to count herself, but before she went out, her family gave her the eggs she needed to charge, but she still hoped that the Zhou family could make a mistake.

Just now, she hurried up when she saw that Tuesday Lang was not there.

She put down the basket and opened it to show Man Bao her eggs, "It's all laid by the chickens at home, alright."

Man Bao said, "Let me count."

The old lady was not very happy. "You haven't told me how many eggs I want."

Man Bao stared and asked, "I haven't counted, how do I know how many eggs I want? I have to count."

As soon as I heard this, I knew it was a no-brainer. The old lady was happy and didn't stop her. She smiled and said, "Then you have to be careful not to break the eggs."

Man Bao assured: "Don't worry, it's mine if it breaks."

She took the eggs out of it, three piles, three piles, and eight piles. The old lady counted the eggs, and she was about to take the eggs back.

Man Bao clapped his little hands and said happily: "Count it out, count it out, second sister-in-law, look, this is two texts, this is two texts, two texts, two texts... a total of sixteen texts."

The stall owner opposite watched the whole process and said happily, "This little girl is really smart."

Feng Shi and You Rongyan said, "This is my sister-in-law, she is the smartest in our family."

Friday Lang and Saturday Lang were also very proud, puffing out their chests and saying, "My sister!"

The old lady glanced at these two big and strong boys, and swallowed the words in her mouth, then said: "Your dustpan is fifteen cents, but you asked me for an extra cent, so I will put this pile away. ."

Man Bao thought it was reasonable, so he took the initiative to take the two smallest eggs from the pile of eggs and gave them to her, saying: "Fifteen wen, I should give you one and a half eggs, but half an egg cannot be divided, so we lose a little, these two Take it back."

The old lady choked.

Feng Shi also saw the old lady's action, and answered with a smile, quickly put the eggs into their basket, smiled and asked the old lady to choose the dustpan she liked, and said, "We don't choose the size of the eggs. Well, just change it."

Although she didn't suffer, the old lady was still a little unhappy. Looking at Man Bao, she said, "This child is fat and white, and he doesn't look like we were born in a village."

Feng said with a smile: "The youngest sister-in-law in the family is the youngest, her parents-in-law loves her dearly, and her brothers also love her, so they are carefully raised. I am not boasting. There is no better-looking girl in this ten-mile-eight village than our sister-in-law."

Everyone looked closely, it was true.

This child not only has cute facial features, but also is white and fat, with a round face and a blush. At first glance, he is a blessed person.

The old lady's concern disappeared, and she nodded with a smile: "It's good-looking."

Man Bao was praised, and immediately became happy, and then enthusiastically introduced his products to the old lady, "Auntie, look at my things too, look at my flowers, they look so good, take them back and put them on the windowsill, It looks good."

The old lady was called Auntie, and her intuition was much younger. She said happily, "Give it to me? You see how polite you are."

Reach for it.

Man Bao said with bright eyes, "It's not a gift, it's not expensive at all."

The old lady withdrew her hand with a squeak, and asked with wide eyes, "What, this wild flower still needs money, isn't it all on the mountain?"

"Yes," Man Bao said confidently, "but I took it off."

Feng hurriedly said, "Don't mind, Auntie, this is the children's jokes. They clamored to do business at home, so I brought them out to see and see."

The old lady felt better now, but she didn't reach out for the flower again, for fear that Man Bao would ask her for money.

So I picked a dustpan and hurriedly left.

Man Bao watched her leave with a nostalgic expression, and sighed with his friends, "Why don't you buy them, our flowers are so beautiful."

Friends: ... We had already expected it, so we have no regrets at all.

The little friends watched the people coming and going on the street with great interest, and they were very happy to be able to come to the market.

One after another, people came to buy baskets and dustpans. Man Bao helped the second sister-in-law to settle the bill every time, and after the calculation, he recommended his own flowers and plants. At first, every adult was happy to reach out to pick it up, and then immediately retracted his hand when he knew that he wanted money.

Seeing that it was halfway through the market day, the eldest brother and the second brother did not come back. Not a single one of their flowers could be sold, and the flowers were still a little embarrassing.

Man Bao looked worried and sighed, seeing that there were not many dustpans left in front of the second sister-in-law, but there were still quite a few baskets left, so she arranged her flowers and plants in the basket.

Looking at Feng Shi's heart skipping a beat, "Sister-in-law, you won't ask the guests to buy your flowers and plants when they buy a basket, right?"

He just felt that he couldn't sell it, and the flowers and plants were wasted. Man Bao, who planned to give them away, lit up, "Yeah, second sister-in-law, you are so smart, why didn't I think of this method?"

Feng wanted to sew up his own mouth.