Farmer’s Little Girl

  Chapter 209 Influence (Happy Dragon Boat Festival)

   On Tuesday, Lang's eyes were almost staring, and Man Bao couldn't help but uttered a loud voice. Finally, he couldn't pretend to be honest. He stuck his head from behind the second brother and asked, "has the price of the beans risen?"

"The beans? It's gone up, but it's not so ridiculous. Now it seems to be a twelve cents." The stall owner glanced at the crowd coming in to buy things, lowered his voice and said, "But I guess it's still going to be there. If your family has food, don’t easily sell it to food merchants. If you put pressure on it, you might be able to sell it at a higher price."

  On Tuesday, the eyes were bright, and at the same time distressed. After the autumn harvest last year, their family sold a batch of grain. If they kept it then, they can at least make more than double the money now...

  Man Bao also had a glorious look. He glanced at their tofu, and took his second brother by the shoulder, and whispered in his ear: "Second brother, our tofu has risen in price."

  Tuesday Lang also quickly recovered, took a look at their tofu, and then at the street where the flow of people was gradually increasing.

  He carefully observed their faces, dresses and expressions, and soon discovered many new faces.

  Similarly, Luojiang County is just this big, and there are so many nearby villages. Most people who come to visit this street have seen it on Tuesday.

  He has a good way of remembering people, not as memorable as Manbao, but he can remember it after seeing him a few times, at least he will feel familiar.

  He doesn’t know quite a few of the customers who are picking things on the street.

  He gave a light cough, took Man Bao to the booth and stood there, lowered his voice and said: "Don't move, Lao Liu, you take them here to look at the stall, I will go shopping."

  Of course, you can’t just talk about price increases. You have to read other people’s quotations before talking about them.

  Inquiring about the other party's price is a common practice on Tuesday. He coughed lightly, and went shopping with his hands behind his back and Shi Shiran.

  Saturday Lang squatted behind the booth and asked Da Ya to start wrapping the flowers around the small bamboo basket, while Man Bao took the sugar out of the cloth bag and put it in.

  He stared at the second brother's figure and asked Man Bao: "Why did you say the second brother is going?"

   "Go and ask for the price," Man Bao said as usual: "I don't think we need to ask. Anyway, our family sells tofu on the same street. There will be no difference between high and low."

  That’s how it is said. On Tuesday Lang went to the street from the end of the street and asked about the prices of most of the stalls. By the way, he also observed the business situation of others.

   Then came back with excitement.

He said: "The price of bamboo weaving has not risen, but everything that is eaten has gone up, and the prices of vegetables and vegetables have also increased. I think their business is not bad. I will try to sell it today. If it is good, I will not bring bamboo weaving tomorrow. Yes, we are here specially picking up vegetables."

  Man Bao said, "We don’t have many vegetables at home."

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

  Tuesday Lang comforted her and said, "It's okay, let my sister-in-law take out the pickled vegetables at home."

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

  Saturday Lang and Big Tou Diya couldn't help looking at Tuesday Lang.

  Tuesday Lang directly reached out and straightened their heads, saying: "Don't look at me, the family is short of money, we have to seize the opportunity to save more money."

  Man Bao felt that the world hadn’t been eaten up, so he said, “Sister is not in a hurry to ask for money.”

"It's not the eldest sister, it's the autumn tax," Lang said in a low voice on Tuesday, "Father, I have counted the first two days. What about taxes?"

  , that is, Man Bao is a scholar, and he understands all these things. Lang will explain to her on Tuesday. He won't say much when he changes to another child, just suppress it directly by force.

  Look, Datou and Da Ya were confused, obviously half-understand and half-understand, and Saturday Lang also understood, he sighed sadly, and asked: "The second brother, are you still going to the county office?"

  Tuesday Lang hesitated.

  Daya quietly stabbed Man Bao.

Man Bao immediately threw away the mess of autumn taxes and looked at Tuesday Lang with piercing eyes, "Second brother, why don't you wait for us here? You see there are a lot of people on the street, but it's not messy. We are. Just go by yourself."

  Tuesday Lang saw the light in her eyes, and his face was a little sad, "Man Bao, do you dislike the second brother so much?"

   "No, no, I don't dislike my second brother, I just don't think I can delay my second brother making big money."

  Saturday Lang and Da Tou Da Ya nodded fiercely at the same time, and replied: "Yes!"

On Tuesday Lang glanced at the guests on the street, hesitated and said: "Okay, sixth, you are optimistic about them coming, holding hands, and don’t get lost. Also, don’t have any disputes with others, if you are not careful. If you’re in trouble, let’s let it go, bear with it for a while, don’t be fierce and fight, if you really can’t, just call the yager, understand?"

"clear!"

On Saturday Lang immediately went to carry the basket with the small bamboo basket, and the big head rushed to carry the basket with flowers, while Da Ya carried the flower basket she had just made. Man Bao also grabbed two of them, and the four of them were happy and Zhou. Erlang waved goodbye.

  Tuesday Lang watched them wagging their tails happily like fish taken out of a fishing net and put into the river, and disappeared after swiping twice.

He couldn't help but shook his head. The stall owner next door apparently saw it too, and he and these children, Saturday Lang, also got acquainted with each other, and smiled when they saw him, "Your kids are really clever. ."

  Tuesday Lang humbly laughed and cursed, "What is clever? It's fun, but now there are so many people in the county town, how dare I let them go out and wander around? I won't bring them next time."

   "If they don't have money with them, they will be fine," the stall owner said: "Now there are people who steal money and rob food in the city, but there are really no people who photograph children."

  The stall owner said: "Children are not worth money now. I heard that a bag of sixty catties of grain can buy a seven or eight-year-old girl outside, and a smaller one can be bought for twenty catties."

  Tuesday Lang was stunned, "This, is it so serious?"

He looked around, and whispered: "Isn't it? I have an uncle who specializes in selling food on the official road. He said that the whole area of ​​Yizhou was washed away by water, not to mention food, even the house. It’s gone. Many people were swept away by the water and disappeared. Think about it, even the houses are gone, let alone food. Many people who escaped are all dressed in clothes, and some even have shoes. Gone."

  Tuesday Lang's face turned pale.

The stall owner sighed, "Look at this scene. It looks like the big drought in the 11th year of Dade. Fortunately, this flood disaster is not particularly serious here. Although the crops in the fields are definitely not good, there are some gains. In the eleventh year of Dade..."

On Tuesday Lang’s eyes turned black and he 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, and my family lived. It's me... Tuesday, what's wrong with you, why are you pale?"

  Tuesday Lang stood standing on the wall and said with a strong smile: "It's okay, maybe it's the sun."

  　 Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, have you eaten zongzi?

  (End of this chapter)