Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 3422

   Shirazen and Shirajiro hit a bucket of water.

   Zhou Man took the other side of the wooden barrel, and carried it out with Bai Shan, "Let’s go, I'm hungry, go back and make the cakes ready."

  Bai Erlang and Yin may have carried another bucket. Mingda was very curious about this, so he strongly asked to carry it for a while, and a lot of water was spilled.

  Waiting back to the house, Baijiro and others only had half of the bucket of water left.

   Zhou Man was very convinced, "How did you do it? Anyway, there are two-thirds left."

  Mingda smiled embarrassedly, and Shirajiro asked, “Why not pick it up? It’s easy to spill it when you carry it.”

  Bai Shan: "Because you want to lift it."

  Shirajiro:...

  Yin or twisted his sleeves wet with water, and said nonchalantly: "Go and change your clothes. Some friends have come from afar. I am happy today. Drink a bar at noon..."

  Zhou Man refreshed, thinking of the plum wine that he could not finish drinking no matter how much he could drink, and nodded immediately, "Yes, we are drinking today."

  Unfortunately, this wine is best not finished. Mingda and Baijilang only drink one cup, and refuse to pour more.

   Zhou Man could only put away the rest of the wine with regret, Bai Shan saw her disappointed, and said, “Why don’t you go to the market next time and you bring the wine with you? Maybe you can sell it?”

   Zhou Man refreshed, "This is a good idea."

   Baijiro asked, "Is there everything in the market here?"

   Zhouman: "Normally, it's more complete than the one in Dali Village. After all, it's a town, but it's not as complete as it is."

  Shirajiro was curious, "How much money did you make?"

   Zhouman, Bai Shan and Yin may both be silent.

  Shirajiro looked at this, then looked at that, if he felt something, "You guys... won't you not make a penny?"

  Yin or: "I haven't set up a stall in this kind of market, so I am curious to try it. It is more important to participate."

   Baijiro asked Baishan and Zhouman, "What about you?"

  They have a lot of experience.

  Bai Shandao: "Life is so long, why bother to be so anxious? Just let it go and be happy in your heart."

   Bai Erlang cursed his lips in disgust, "If you put it plainly, you can’t sell it. Are your prices too expensive?"

   Zhou Man said: "My medicines are already very cheap, and they are all prepared. They are much cheaper than the ones sold in the drugstore. It's a pity that they don't know the medicine, so they can't sell it."

   "Who is okay to buy medicine on the street," Shirajiro was curious, "How can you not sell game?"

  Bai Shan spread his hands, "Perhaps because I was caught between the two of them, and their things couldn't be sold, so naturally I couldn't sell them."

   "Then you are still among them?"

   "What's the matter?" Bai Shan said indifferently: "Anyway, we have a lot of people and we don't have a lot of game. We can always eat it all."

  To put it bluntly, they just found a reason to squat in the market and set up a stall, not really for making money.

  Mingda likes their state very much and is eager to try, "I will also go to the next meeting."

   Zhou Man responded with one bite.

  So the villagers in the village found that there were two more idiots.

  Although they did not occupy a very good position, the five small stools were sitting in a row, and the stalls that occupied a lot of space at once were... very attractive.

  Twice like this, finally someone couldn't help but come up and talk to them, "Langjun, lady, you can't sell things like this, you have to shout."

   Mingda and Shirajiro looked up, looking at the old man in front of them with bewilderment, unable to understand what he said.

  Bai Shan smiled slightly, and returned him in a somewhat awkward dialect, “It’s okay. Guests in need will come by themselves, and we may not be able to understand when we shout.”

  Shirajiro realized in hindsight, "They can't speak Mandarin."

  Mingda: "No wonder you don’t yell."

   Zhou Man shook his head, "Not really. We have been here for so long. Although there are still many things we can't say, we can still speak in dialects. We don't yell, mainly because we don't want to speak."

  But it’s rare for someone to come up and talk to them. Zhou Man simply pulled Lao Zhang to speak, "Lao Zhang, every time I go to the market, I see you eating at the bun shop opposite. Isn’t this lunch at home?"

  The old man barely understood her deformed dialect, and pointed at Baozi Pu and said, "My daughter's house."

   Zhou Man heard it, and put his palms together and smiled: "It turns out to be the Yue Zhang from Baozi Shop. Your son-in-law’s craftsmanship is good. Every time I come down the mountain, I have to buy his steamed buns to eat..."

  The two chatted in dialect like this, so the old man knew that Zhou Man and they were tourists from Beijing, but thought the scenery here was beautiful, so they stayed here for a while;

Zhou Man knew that he had six daughters and did not give birth to a son. His daughters were all married nearby, so he went to a daughter's house for dinner a month. Among them, he likes to come to the six daughters' house the most, because his six sons-in-law's The craftsmanship is the best, and it will not shorten his food and drink.

  Yin or sitting aside and staring blankly, although he was already familiar with Zhou Man's...Affinity, he was still stunned to see her so easy to get along with others.

  Bai Shan also retracted his slightly surprised gaze, took a cake from Yinor’s booth and tore it open, and gave it to Zhou Man and the old man half.

  So the two of them held the half-divided pie and talked more lively.

  Finally, Zhou Man took the opportunity to recommend his own medicinal materials, "These medicinal materials are all in the mountains. Now the weather is getting colder. I have seen it soon to cool down. Would you like to buy some medicine to go back to protect against the cold?"

"This is Astragalus, this is Atractylodes, this is wind-proof. It has been prepared. Take it back and boil water to prevent the epidemic." It is almost winter, and when the weather is cold, many people sneeze and cough. This medicine is Used for prevention, it is also very effective in the early stage of illness.

Zhou Man dug a lot of medicinal materials from the mountains, but most of the medicinal materials put on the stalls can be formulated, so that when the people who buy the medicine come, she can help to make a prescription, otherwise, except for the people in the drugstore, anyone will buy a single medicine. Nothing?

  It’s a pity, the old man is determined not to be fooled. Why is this bad? How can I buy medicine?

But after they talked for so long, they already had some friendship, and they ate half a pancake. It seemed not good to buy anything. So he looked around, and finally pointed to the wild rabbit and Yinor in front of Baierlang. The pancake in front of him said: "Otherwise I will buy these two."

  Bai Erlang's spirits lifted, he laughed after he glanced at Bai Shan, and he carried the wild rabbit into the old man's hand, "I'll give it to you for the price, just...twenty articles."

  Such a fat wild rabbit, as well as fur. Twenty writings are indeed cheaper. The old man smiled happily.

  This morning, in order to keep the booth in front of Bai Erlang and Mingda not vacant, they specially assigned a wild rabbit to Bai Shan:...

  Yin Or's expression is also a bit blank. It has been almost a month before and after he set up a stall here, and he hasn't opened once, so...has it opened inexplicably?

See you tomorrow

  (End of this chapter)