Chapter 412

Old Zhou tou walked around the village with his hands on his back. He even ate lunch outside. Finally, he walked through the people who changed seeds with his family last year, and discussed it. Then he went home with a pair of red hands on his back.

They all help rub wheat. You can't just squat and smoke while others are working, can't you?

And he doesn't have so much cut tobacco for him to keep smoking.

Lao Zhou felt that he hadn't worked so hard to rub his own wheat.

He came home with his hands on his back. Man Bao also came back from school. He was squatting in the yard teaching his nephews and nieces to read. When he saw her father coming back, he immediately said, "just recite this paragraph first. I'll tell you something later."

She followed her father into the main room and politely poured him water. "Dad, do you want to?"

"I'm willing to change it, but we all think it's a little lost to change a kilo for a kilo." old Zhou tou didn't know that the business was his daughter's, so he bluntly pit her. "So we discussed to talk to master Bai and change the price to a kilo."

Man Bao stared. "It's too expensive. We didn't want much last year when they changed with our family."

"Can it be the same? Everyone is from the village, and most of them are from the same family," old Zhou said righteously: "the white family is an outsider, and master Bai doesn't need money."

Man Bao opened his mouth, thought for a while and said, "Dad, don't go to master Bai about it. I'll help you. Don't mention it with master Bai."

Old Zhou tou waved and said, "OK, OK, I know. It's a surprise. Really, can the little childe and the second childe of the Bai family decide? Don't let's talk to the village. They repent again. "

Man Bao affirmed, "I can decide!"

Old Zhou tou still trusted his daughter and said with a smile, "OK, I'll listen to you."

Man Bao felt that a kilo of three Liang was a little expensive, so he directly asked her father, "Dad, if you don't have a kilo of three Liang, can you change it? What's your reserve price? "

Old Zhou tou didn't know it was a little spy. In his heart, their father and daughter were together, so he said, "we've all discussed, at least one kilogram or two, but it would be better if we could have more."

Old Zhou said, "everyone's life is hard. You haven't seen it. These two days, the mill lined up to grind noodles. The wheat has been grinded before it's dry."

The father and daughter were talking. The servants of the Bai family came to invite old Zhou tou and said that master Bai had something to say with old Zhou tou.

Man Bao immediately looked at Lao Zhou's head and whispered, "Dad, master Bai must have asked about farming. Just tell him, but you can't say about changing wheat..."

"I know, I know," old Zhou was a little jealous. "You don't care so much about your family."

This is what happens at home!

But man Bao didn't dare to tell old Zhou tou. After taking him to the door, he waved goodbye and told him behind his back, "Dad, you must remember."

Old Zhou tou quickened his pace and didn't want to talk to this girl.

Man Bao went back to explain the interpretation to his nephews and nieces, stared at three heads and three Ya four heads, wrote words, explained their homework, and then ran out to find Bai Shanbao.

"One catty three Liang for one catty?"

Man Bao nodded. "My father said it. I've inquired about the price from my father. I'll get at least one kilogram or two."

Bai Shanbao thought for a moment and said, "let's give them one kilogram and two Liang."

He said, "grandma has promised to give us food on credit. As long as we can pay back the bill within two months, I asked her to bring more wheat. It must be enough for exchange."

Man Bao asked, "isn't it too much for one kilogram and two sessions? Don't you really feel bad?"

Bai Shanbao smiled and said, "I don't feel bad. That's because the wheat is really good. I thought about it again last night. I felt that if the wheat I replaced really can't be sold with seeds, I'll leave it to my family. I'll plant it at that time. Anyway, I won't lose."

He said: "I talked to my grandmother last night. My grandmother said that even if businessmen pursue profits, they can't let others suffer too much losses. We want to study and help the world, not to be profiteers."

Man Bao thought for a moment. He thought what grandma Liu said was very reasonable, so he nodded fiercely, "OK, change it for two pounds."

Bai Shanbao thought and said, "I can't sell it at that time. I'll buy it at the cost price so that you won't lose."

But he didn't let them make money, but man Bao thought about it and thought it was nothing. At least he had an escort, didn't he?

It's like they're making a profit without losing.

At least, they have made a profit this season.

Man Bao was happy. "Have you asked your grandmother?"

"No," Bai Shanbao said confidently, "I can do this."

Bai Shanbao is very confident about this.

Man Bao understood that the situation of Bai Shanbao's family was different from that of Bai er's family.

If Bai Er dares to spend so much money privately or do such a big business for his family, I'm afraid even Mrs. Bai and Mrs. Bai will beat him, and then he will push back all his previous decisions on the grounds that "the child is still young and not sensible".

But Bai Shanbao's family is different. His words seem to work better than aunt Zheng's, and grandma Liu respects his decision.

Man Bao has seen him several times. Even if his decision is wrong, grandma Liu will not cancel his decision.

After figuring it out, man Bao was happy. When he went back that night, he quietly shared the secret with Qian.

Qian looked at manbao with almost light on her happy face. She was also very happy. She smiled and said, "manbao's luck in our family has always been very good."

So Qian became more concerned about it. The next day, he drove Lao Zhou out and asked him to calculate how much wheat each family had.

Old Zhou was unwilling to go out and said, "many people's wheat hasn't been rubbed out. How can it be counted?"

"Most of them have been rubbed out. How many baskets and bags can you count? We have to let man Bao have a number in their mind to prepare food, don't we“

Old Zhou couldn't help muttering, "why don't some children go to school and join the fun? Really, isn't it an adult's business?"

Qian stared at him. "Go out quickly. What do you say you can do at home? You don't even help when the oil bottle falls. What's the matter with man Bao? Is she still young? "

Qian pushed him out and said, "she saw that she was going to be eight years old. When she was as old as she was, she went to the ground to plant seedlings and harvest wheat, but do you think your daughter looks like a person who can do this kind of work?"

She said, "she can't do farm work, so she has to find something else to support herself? I think it's good for her to get involved in this. Don't drag her back and figure out the wheat number of each family. Also, let them dry the wheat. Don't get in half dry and fool my daughter. I'll paste their face later. "