Chapter 208

Name:Farmer's Little Girl Author:Yu Yuzhu
On Tuesday, Lang thought a little and said, "OK, I'll go with you then. Lao Liu will look at the stall."

Zhou LIULANG stared and said directly, "I don't want it!"

Man Bao didn't like it either. "Just go with me, brother six. There are big head and big ya. Why do you want to change with brother six?"

Zhou Erlang looked at her and said, "I dislike my second brother so much."

"No," man Bao pointed to her finger, but she just didn't want her second brother to follow. Is this what Koko said about the generation gap?

Zhou Erlang pushed the scooter to line up and whispered, "there are many people in the city now. You have to listen to me. If you don't listen, we'll go home now."

As soon as this came out, everyone bowed their heads and obeyed.

Although the queue was long, the speed was also very fast. Zhou LIULANG got familiar with the soldiers guarding the gate. The other party only looked at them and let them go without too much inspection.

Of course, the fee for entering the city is indispensable.

After not coming to the county for some time, man Bao felt that the city was very different from before.

There were more people in the city than before, but she didn't feel the excitement. The people in the street were in a hurry. Their faces were either sad or alert, or numb and expressionless.

Man Bao sat on the scooter, and his happiness could not help converging. He looked curiously at the people passing by her.

Zhou Erlang's pace also accelerated. He pushed the scooter into the street specializing in farmers' trade and found a stall in a corner.

He unloaded the goods, put a bamboo basket upside down, put a fine dustpan on it, and carefully put out the tofu. He wiped his hands. He was trying to let the old six stay to see the stall. He took man Bao to the back of the county yamen. He saw a group of people coming along the street, knocking and turning over the goods of every stall in the street.

He couldn't help but pull the four children behind him and stand. Then he gathered around the stall owner next door and asked quietly, "brother, who are they?"

Luojiang county is so big that there are only so many people who will set up stalls in this street. Some time ago and last year, Zhou Erlang came here. The stall owner also knew him.

He looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "it's the man from the street of the gambling house. What's Xiao Dalang's name? Since the refugees came into the city, things like stealing and robbing have happened in the city from time to time. Xiao Dalang took people to occupy all three streets around us, and charged protection fees every day. In this way, if there are refugees stealing and robbing or looking for trouble, they will help solve it."

Zhou Erlang thought he might come for such a day. He didn't really want to pay the protection fee, so he asked, "what if he doesn't pay it?"

"No?" He looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "if you don't pay, before the refugees rob your things, they drive you out first, and the things on the stall are confiscated. That's not worth the loss."

Zhou Erlang said, "the officials don't care?"

"They are free. During the rainstorm a few days ago, some people's houses collapsed and killed people. Many villages along the Luojiang River were flooded. I heard that many people were washed away by the water, and I don't know whether they were dead or alive. The officials called away all the officials in the county government. There are only soldiers patrolling in the city, and they don't care about these small things at all."

Zhou Erlang weighed it, glanced at the group getting closer and closer, and then glanced at the younger brother, sister, nephew and niece standing behind him. He didn't dare to take a risk, so he whispered, "how much do you give?"

The stall owner said, "this thing is not worth money, and the location is not good. I give six Wen a day."

Zhou Erlang was so distressed that he could buy four big meat buns.

Zhou LIULANG went back to his stall and sat down. The group quickly came over. The stall owner next door had already taken out the money and waited. As soon as they came up, they offered the money.

The other party threw the copper plate to the younger brother behind him and asked with a smile, "how's business these two days?"

The stall owner smiled bitterly, "it's not very good. There are many people in this city, but it's harder to sell things day by day."

The other party "tut" and said, "they are a group of refugees. What money can they have? Because of them, the rich dare not go out, but you are much better than the mud legs in the countryside. You have to earn at least one income every day. Now they are crying at the water of a field. "

Then he came to Zhou Erlang. The other party obviously had a very good memory. He glanced at Zhou Erlang and said with a smile: "new?"

Zhou Erlang nodded again and again. He also gave the money he held in his hand and carefully explained, "it's rare to have a sunny day. There are some local products at home, so he brought it to the city to try his luck. He came in a hurry. He didn't know that uncle Xiao was in charge of this street, so he didn't have a local instrument."

Xiao Dalang listened to him and rarely smiled. He glanced at the things on Zhou Erlang's stall. They were all made of bamboo and tofu in a dustpan.

He can't use bamboo, but tofu

He asked curiously, "can your family make tofu?"

"Yes, yes, my sister-in-law can do it. Her craft is average. I want you to taste it. If you feel delicious, come back next time."

After that, he hurried to pick up tofu, but people brought their own baskets or bowls to buy vegetables, like Xiao Dalang

On Tuesday, Lang thought a little and chose one from their small bamboo basket. He spread a layer of leaves on it and put the tofu in.

He picked up several pieces and filled the small bamboo basket directly before giving it to Xiao Dalang.

In fact, not much, just four pieces of tofu, but because the bamboo basket is small, it looks a lot.

Zhou Erlang was very satisfied and thought the bamboo basket was really good.

Xiao Dalang was also very satisfied. He took Zhou Erlang's bamboo basket and asked with a smile, "how much is it?"

"No money, no money. It's all made at home. It's not worth any money. Uncle Xiao likes it."

Xiao Dalang said, "OK, come to me if you encounter any difficulties in the county in the future. This street is covered by the Lord. Since I took your money, I will naturally keep you safe."

Naturally, Zhou Erlang thanked them again and again. After sending them away, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The stall owner next door and others came together and said, "I said Tuesday, you're really willing. That basket of tofu and bamboo basket are more than six Wen?"

Zhou Erlang touched his pocket. He took only fifteen Wen with him when he went out today. Counting the entry fee, it is equivalent to spending almost all his money without making a penny today.

He said with a wry smile, "I'd rather give him gifts than cash."

But the stall owner said, "don't worry. Now the money is not very valuable."

Zhou Erlang frowned slightly and asked, "what's this?"

"You just entered the city. You don't know. The prices in the grain shop are crazy." He said, "now a bucket of rice has risen to thirty Wen."