Chapter 209

Name:Farmer's Little Girl Author:Yu Yuzhu
Zhou Erlang's eyes were almost staring out. Man Bao couldn't help it. Finally, he couldn't pretend to be honest. He leaned out his head from behind his second brother and asked, "did the bean price rise?"

"Beans? It's up, but it's not so outrageous. Now it's like a bucket of twelve Wen, "the stall owner looked at the crowd pouring in to buy things, lowered his voice and said," but I guess it's going to rise again, so if your family has grain, don't sell it to grain merchants easily. Press it again, maybe you can sell it at a higher price. "

Zhou Erlang's eyes brightened and he was distressed at the same time. After the autumn harvest last year, his family sold a batch of grain. If they kept it at that time, they could at least earn more than twice as much money now

Man Bao also brightened his eyes. After taking a look at their tofu, he grabbed his second brother's shoulder, leaned close to his ear and whispered, "second brother, our tofu has to rise in price."

Zhou Erlang soon regained his mind, took a look at their tofu, and then took a look at the streets with increasing traffic.

He carefully observed their faces, clothes and expressions, and soon found many new faces.

Similarly, Luojiang county is so big and there are so many nearby villages. Zhou Erlang has met most people who will visit this street.

He has a way of remembering people, which is not as good as man Bao's unforgettable memory, but he can remember it when he meets several times. At least he will feel familiar.

But now there are quite a few people he doesn't know who are picking up things in the street.

He coughed softly, took man Bao to the stall, stood up, lowered his voice and said, "don't move, old six, you take them here to watch the stall, and I'll go for a stroll."

Of course, we can't say that prices will rise when they rise. We must read other people's prices first.

Zhou Erlang often inquired about the other party's price. He coughed and went shopping with his hands on his back.

Zhou LIULANG squatted behind the stall and asked Da Ya to wrap the flowers around the small bamboo basket, while man Bao was responsible for taking out the sugar from the cloth bag and putting it in.

He stared at the figure of the second brother and asked man Bao, "why do you say the second brother is going?"

"Ask the price," man Bao used to say, "I don't think I need to ask. Anyway, there will be no difference between high and low when we sell tofu on the street."

In other words, Zhou Erlang still wandered from the end of the street to the street, asked the prices of most stalls, and observed the business situation of others.

Then he came back with an excited face.

He said: "the price of bamboo weaving has not increased, but all food has increased, and the prices of vegetables have also increased. I think their business is good. I'll try to sell it today. If it's good, we won't bring bamboo weaving tomorrow. We specially pick vegetables."

Man Bao said, "we don't have many vegetables."

Although the vegetable garden was not flooded, many vegetables were rotten because of too much rain.

Zhou Erlang comforted her and said, "it's all right. Let sister-in-law take out the pickled vegetables at home."

Man Bao:... I don't want pickles, I want fresh ones.

Zhou LIULANG and Da tou Da Ya couldn't help looking at Zhou Erlang.

Zhou Erlang directly stretched out his hand, straightened their heads and said, "don't look at me. Our family is short of money. We have to seize the opportunity to save more money."

Man Bao felt that the world was too big to eat, so he said, "elder sister, I'm not in a hurry for money."

"It's not the autumn tax, but the autumn tax," Zhou Erlang said in a low voice. "My father calculated it two days ago. Even if God appreciates it and the weather is good until the autumn harvest, I'm afraid our food is not enough for our rations. What about the autumn tax?"

That is, man Bao is a scholar and knows all these things. Zhou Erlang will explain to her. He won't say more if he changes another child. Just suppress it directly by force.

Look, big head and big Ya looked confused. Obviously, they half knew and half didn't understand, and Zhou LIULANG understood. He sighed sadly and asked, "are you still going to the county government?"

Zhou Erlang hesitated.

Da Ya stabbed man Bao quietly.

Man Bao immediately threw away the mess of autumn tax and looked at Zhou Erlang brightly. "Second brother, why don't you wait for us here? You see, there are a lot of people in the street. In fact, it's not messy. We'll just go ourselves. "

Zhou Erlang saw the light in her eyes, and his face was sad. "Man Bao, are you so disgusted with your second brother?"

"No, no, I don't dislike my second brother. I just don't think I can delay my second brother to make a lot of money."

Zhou LIULANG and big head Da Ya nodded fiercely at the same time and said, "yes!"

Zhou Erlang glanced at the guests in the street, hesitated and said, "OK, old six, look after them, hand in hand, don't get lost. Also, don't argue with others. If you're in trouble accidentally, let it go if you can. Bear the anger for a moment. Don't pretend to be fierce and fight hard. If you can't, just call the Yamen service, okay? "

"I see!"

Zhou LIULANG immediately went to carry the back basket containing the small bamboo basket. The big head rushed to carry the back basket containing flowers, while Da Ya carried the flower basket she had just made up. Man Bao also grabbed two of them, and then the four happily waved goodbye to Zhou Erlang.

Zhou Erlang saw that they were like fish taken out of the fishing net and put into the river. They swayed their tails happily, brushed them twice and disappeared.

He couldn't help shaking his head. The stall owner next door obviously saw it, and he was very familiar with these children, Zhou LIULANG. When he saw it, he smiled and said, "your children are really smart."

Zhou Erlang smiled and scolded modestly, "what's clever? It's fun. But now there are so many strangers in the county and city, how dare I let them go out and hang around. I won't bring them next time."

"They'll be fine without money," said the stall owner. "Now there are people who steal money and rob food in the city, but there are really no children."

The stall owner said: "now children are worthless. It is said that outside, a bag of 60 kg of millet can buy a seven or eight year old girl. Smaller ones can be bought for 20 kg."

Zhou Erlang was stunned. "Is this so serious?"

He looked around and whispered, "isn't it? I have an uncle who specializes in selling food on the official road. I heard him say that the whole area of Yizhou was washed by water, not to mention food, and even the house had no roof. Many people were swept away by water and disappeared at once. Think about it, even the house was gone, not to mention food, and many people who escaped were dressed in clothes, Some people don't even have shoes. "

Zhou Erlang turned pale.

The stall owner sighed, "look at this scene. Does it look like the drought in the 11th year of Dade? Fortunately, the flood is not particularly serious here. Although the harvest in the field must be bad, at least some harvest is not like that in the 11th year of Dade..."

Zhou Erlang blackened in front of his eyes and felt that the stall owner's voice was getting more and more blurred, but he just heard it, "it was miserable for us at that time. My brother and my sister starved to death at that time. My family lived me... What's the matter with you on Tuesday? Why are you pale?"

Zhou Erlang stood holding the wall and said with a strong smile, "it's all right. It may be the sun."