Chapter 189

The next sound, song Xintong took a nap, up and went to the village workshop.

There are a lot of people in Bazi outside the workshop, and many of them come from the next county. They prefer to walk one day and one night for the price of a pound.

Two men were weighing sweet potatoes. After weighing a basket, they read the weight. Xie Yi, who was sitting upright, immediately wrote down the number and said, "is there any more?"

"No, just so many." Said a middle-aged man who was very simple and honest.

"Oh, that's three hundred and eighty pounds." Xie Yi held the money box, counted 380 Wen, handed it to the man, "put it away."

"Well, thank you, young man." The man held four small strings of silver with trembling hands. He was so excited: "can you really sell so much money..."

"Can I cheat you?" Xie Yi said with a smile.

"No, it's not..." the man wiped his tears: "when we heard that someone in our village collected sweet potatoes for a pound, we all thought that they were cheaters. My second brother and I were also brave enough to come and have a try... I didn't expect that they were real..."

"Hey, where's your village? We've collected it in ten li eight villages around here. " He Ershu, who came out to take a breath at leisure, asked.

"In Ma County, we carried sweet potatoes for two days and two nights." Said the man.

Ma county and Qingjiang county are separated by a county. It took two days and two nights to walk with 200 Jin of heavy objects. It's fast.

"Oh, so far away." Most of the people in Taohua village have been to the county as far as possible, and some have gone to the next county to visit relatives at most.

"It's far away." The man said with a smile, "we are also the news that our mother-in-law went to the next county to visit relatives. We just came here to have a try."

"No wonder our sweet potato team is not so far away." Xie Yi said, "if there is anyone else in your village who has surplus sweet potatoes, they can be sent here."

"Well, I'll tell you when I go back." The man showed his teeth happily, "last year, the sky was good. We planted more sweet potatoes, enough to eat. There were hundreds of Jin in our family, we all picked them to sell."

"Thank you, master." The man bowed his thanks again.

Xie Yi pointed to song Xintong coming from the outside: "I'm not the owner, that's the owner."

The man turned his head and looked at Song Xintong. His eyes widened in surprise. He didn't expect that such a good-looking girl should be his master. She looked like a living Bodhisattva. "Thank you, master."

"You're welcome." Song Xintong saw the sweet potatoes that had been weighed behind them. They were all of good quality, and they should produce much more flour. "If you still have them in your village, you can sell them to us. If you send them to us, it will cost us a pound. If we collect them, it will cost us five pounds. It's estimated that we won't go to your Ma County for a while."

"We know. We'll talk to everyone when we go back." The man carrying the basket, "then we'll go first."

"Well, it's getting late. You'd better go home as soon as possible." Song Xintong looked at the direction of the village, and Yang Shu was leading a carriage to go shopping in the county. "Are you going in the direction of the county? My carriage is going to the county. Let's take it together. "

"This... Our bodies are dirty..." they are all honest makers, so they are embarrassed to be big carriages.

"There's no shed, just a cart. It doesn't matter." Song Xintong looked at a few men who were weighing, and then said to Daya, "let uncle Yang wait."

Daya answered and ran towards the entrance of the village.

Soon, it's over.

"Thank you, master."

"You're welcome. You should be careful with your money. Be careful when you walk on the mountain road." Song Xintong reminds.

"Ah, my master is so kind-hearted."

After these farmers left, song Xintong went to Xie Yi and looked at the account books he had written. All the accounts were made according to the house she had handed in. It was clear at a glance, "brother Dayi's handwriting is getting better and better."

Xie Yi looked at a better word than the dog, and laughed with embarrassment, "I practice every day."

"Not bad." Song Xintong looked at Xie Yi's face and said, "brother Dayi is going to be a father. How can he be so embarrassed?"

"I..." Xie Yi scratched his head, then the men and aunts beside him laughed: "I'm sorry, hahaha..."

"I..." Xie Yi didn't know what to say, so he could only move the account book and pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the workshop with a red face.

When they saw this, there was another burst of laughter.

After all the people on the dam dispersed, Mrs. Qiu took song Xintong to a chair and said mysteriously, "Xintong, are you buying land again?"

"Granny Qiu, do you know?" Song Xintong didn't expect the news to spread so fast. He bent down and picked up a kitchen knife to help cut sweet potatoes.

The autumn old woman son nods, "help you measure that several men's old women are big mouth, got the meat that you give, take to publicize everywhere, for fear that everybody doesn't know their family got a meat."

"Is there anyone in our village who can't eat meat now?" Song Xintong doesn't think it's possible. Even if he couldn't afford meat before, every household has made at least one or two small profits from selling sweet potatoes recently. He has five or six Liang more. He can buy a whole pig.

Hearing song Xintong's words, Mrs. Qiu chuckled and said, "I'm saving money. No matter how much money I have, it's good to eat meat once a month."

"You just buy wasteland. Why do you buy so many groves? Why do you buy those streams? There is a stream in the middle of the village. Haven't you enjoyed it yet? " Mother-in-law Qiu doesn't agree. After all, you can't build a house at the back of the mountain.

"Grandma Qiu, I want to raise some chickens and ducks." Song Xintong finished and looked at the side. Fortunately, everyone was busy, and he didn't notice that they were whispering, "grandma Qiu, please don't tell us, in case I don't have one, I will be laughed at."

"Why not? Didn't you buy all the land? Just put the chicks in The mother-in-law Qiu suddenly thought that she had bought 100 mu of land, and her face immediately changed. "Xintong, you can't use 100 mu to raise chickens? Is it too much? "

"Not much." Song Xintong peeled the sweet potato and said, "even those wasteland are empty. I wonder if I want to plant some fruit trees or something. But if I plant some fruit seedlings, I'm afraid I'll be pecked by chickens."

"That's also true. Chicks like to eat chicks most." Autumn mother-in-law bit a sweet potato, and then said: "you are afraid to panic, any kind of anything, really can not sprinkle buckwheat or plant sweet potato."

"That will do." Song Xintong bit a sweet potato, crisp and sweet, "why didn't you see Aunt Xie today? Go to the shop to help again? "

"No, I went to the wharf with your aunt he. If there is a suitable one, they will move in." She swallowed the sweet potato in her mouth, and then said, "if I say I can't open it, I'll come back to help your workshop. It's more profitable than opening a shop. There's no need to worry about not selling it."

Song Xintong smiles and doesn't speak. When Aunt Xie wanted to open a shop in the county, she also advised her. However, looking at their special expectation, she didn't say any more.

"Although there are many people moving and unloading goods on the wharf, many of them have brought their own dry food. Those who are willing to eat on the wharf have gone to your restaurants." Autumn mother-in-law saw very clearly, "she was dazzled by silver. She thought silver was so easy to earn. She didn't look like Xintong you. She was smart and turned fast."