Chapter 420

Name:Farmer's Little Girl Author:Yu Yuzhu
"You don't understand. Do you know how much each grain merchant collects in the countryside today?"

"How much?"

"Twenty eight words!" Master Bai snorted, "it's still thirty Wen before. It's twenty-eight Wen today, so they can lose money when they enter and exit. If they enter a lot, they will lose more."

Master Bai put his hand behind his head, shook his legs and said with a smile, "you don't think how old they are this year. If our silly boy doesn't say, how old is the good treasure that can be the master? Let alone man Bao, the little girl is one year younger than Shanbao. "

Therefore, although master Bai was trapped, he was also very happy.

"What's more, they set the white wolf with empty hands this time." master Bai learned from the steward at home after the three children left. It turned out that a batch of grain was brought into the village shortly after they left today. According to the housekeeper, the grain didn't enter the door, so he went directly into the village to exchange wheat seeds with people.

He also went to join the fun, and then he knew that the food came from Longzhou.

Master Bai is not stupid. After a little thought, he can see where the grain came from.

He said, even if the three children are not short of money, but everyone is short of food at the moment. How can the people in the village sell all the wheat to them?

Before, he wondered whether the three children paid a high price to buy out the wheat. He also joked in his heart that they fought with Snipes and mussels to benefit the people in the village.

As a result, the three children did much more amazing than he expected, and came up with a way to exchange food for food.

The villagers in Qili Village are grateful for the profits they have made, and the cost they spend is not high.

He can make such a large sum of money as soon as he sells it to him. Let alone when he was eight or nine years old, he can't do better now.

This method is very brilliant. What's more, they didn't even buy the grain they exchanged with cash, but directly on credit from Longzhou.

Master Bai closed his hand in front of his stomach and sighed faintly, "this is really the wave behind the Yangtze River pushing the wave before."

Mrs. Bai hesitated and said, "no, my son is not so smart. You always said that my uncle was smart before. I don't believe it very much, but I believe it now."

This uncle is naturally Bai Qi, Bai Shanbao's father.

Master Bai who accidentally understood the hidden meaning of his wife:

He decided to go to bed. He had to go next door to have a look at the wheat seed they collected early tomorrow morning.

Holding torches, Zhou Dalang and Zhou Erlang walked to Qianjia village. As soon as they entered the village, the torches burned only a small flame.

Only time to illuminate the road ahead.

They went to Uncle Qian's house in the dark and knocked gently on the door.

The Qian family went to bed early, and uncle Qian entered his dream, so he knocked on the door several times before he heard it.

Still feel light, uncle Qian heard pushing uncle Qian.

Uncle Qian shouted out vaguely, woke up the eldest son sleeping next door and asked him to have a look. He closed his eyes and got up to touch his clothes and put them on.

Qian Dalang muttered and went to open the door. He was shocked to see the people outside the door, "cousin? Why are you here? "

Zhou Dalang whispered, "let's go in and talk."

Qian Dalang hurriedly let them in, and he hurried to find his father. "Dad, it's their cousins."

Uncle Qian put on his clothes in the dark with his eyes still closed and asked, "which cousin?"

"Oh, what other cousin, the cousin of the aunt's family, the eldest cousin and the second cousin came together."

Uncle Qian was so excited that he almost fell out of bed. "Is it your aunt?"

Uncle Qian shook his hands and said, "no, it's not someone in front. Is your aunt well? Why not? "

Aunt Qian was also startled and hurriedly got up from bed. "Have you sent white cloth?"

Qian Dalang: "... No, Dad, I think the faces of my eldest and second cousins are quite normal. It doesn't seem like an accident..."

Uncle Qian's face is still dignified. He usually comes to the door at night. Unless the neighbors visit, it's usually because of white work.

Uncle Qian put on his clothes and went out. Qian Erlang got up and lit an oil lamp. He brought them a chair, yawned and asked, "what's the matter?"

Uncle Qian just came out. Zhou Dalang and Zhou Erlang got up immediately. One was called "Dad" and the other was called "Uncle".

Uncle Qian pressed his hand and asked, "what's the matter?"

Zhou Dalang looked around and saw that the children didn't get up and that there were adults here. He was relieved, lowered his voice and said about the wheat seed.

When I heard Zhou Dalang say that they sold 150 Wen for a bucket of wheat seed, not to mention the Qian brothers, but Uncle Qian's eyes were too bright.

Uncle Qian swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice, "your father said it would work?"

"OK, my father said, let me ask you to choose the best wheat seed, as long as the seed is OK. The second and third uncles go and talk to Dad. " Zhou Dalang said, "my father doesn't have to take too many to go there. One person carries one. He gets home before dawn and quietly puts it into my warehouse. We don't say that no one knows."

Uncle Qian nodded, glanced at his two sons, then frowned, "where's the third? Why do you sleep like a dead pig? "

Qian Dalang said, "then I'll call him."

"Don't shout for the moment," Uncle Qian said. "There are only two pairs of bamboo baskets at home. You can find more bags and set one more outside the wheat. We'll directly carry the bag."

Uncle Qian and Zhou Dalang promised: "let your father rest assured that your seed is really good. When I go to harvest this spring, our wheat is the best in the village. Previously, I packed the first batch of wheat separately in addition to leaving enough wheat seeds for my own family. Someone in Huier village told me to change wheat seeds."

But now uncle Qian doesn't intend to trade the particularly good wheat seed for it. He directly selects it and sells it at Lao Zhou's house.

Zhou Dalang nodded.

Uncle Qian was happy. He glanced at the moon outside and said, "don't worry about your second uncle. He has always done things carefully. These things must have been well arranged for a long time. Your third uncle..."

Uncle Qian said after a pause: "fortunately, your third aunt has a plan in mind. Your two cousins are also diligent. It should be no problem. If it's a big deal, I'll go to him earlier. Even if I'm not prepared, we'll do it now."

Zhou Erlang nodded again and again. This is a good way. Otherwise, tell his third uncle in advance whether he can sleep or not. It's not good if he yells out.

Zhou Dalang was also worried about his third uncle's temperament, "when you come back..."

"Did he dare to go out when he got the money?" Uncle Qian said, "relax. I'm watching. If he dares to say it outside, I'll beat him to death."