Take a Husband for Farming

The owner of Mipu smiled, "Little girl, I didn't look down on you, you said, who do you believe that you are here to buy food?" Mu Rouzang looked at himself and could not see the color of the original cloth. It ’s no wonder that others look at people through the cracks of their doors. It was also that the boss she had met did not care about her little girl, so she didn't feel it.

"Boss, please give me a real price. I want three pounds of corn noodles, and I want to buy some vegetable seeds, soy sauce, salt, and so on." Mu Rouzang was not angry, but he was whispering to explain. A class of people who saw people in the door, she did not intend to have too much association with him.

Three pounds of corn fine noodles is thirty pennies. This, little girl, can't be less. We only make half a penny for a pound. Look again, what else do you need, how about the total price for you! "The boss saw that she really wanted to buy it, and her tone of voice eased. She told her with a smile.

"How much is a pound of salt for you?" Since she came through, there was no salt in the food at home. No wonder the hibiscus will be tired easily. Obviously, it is lack of salt!

"Little girl, this salt is also precious. It's not easy to come. You can't order it until you buy a salt ticket from the court, so it's worth the price."

Mu Rouzang rolled his eyes, and the boss was an iron rooster. "Boss, I want a pound of salt, a pound of white noodles, a pound of corn noodles, and ten pennies of soy sauce! A total of 110 pennies, I do n’t need you to give me less money either. So, the rice seeds and wheat seeds you have here let me use my hand, grab each one, and some other vegetable seeds. Give me the same, how do you see it? "Rou Shou cares more about those seeds than what he buys for a little money. Having seeds is equivalent to having a steady stream of white bread and rice.

The boss touched the pair of mustaches and looked at Mu Rou Sang's small hands carefully again, thinking that those sparse vegetable seeds are difficult to sell, and nodded and promised, "Cheng, grab it yourself, I'll find you a lotus Ye, you grab it yourself, let's talk about it first, only rice and wheat seeds are a handful, and the others can only be a handful. If I feel more, I have to pick some out. "

Mu Rouzang nodded fiercely. She wanted this effect. Hibiscus followed the boss to weigh the flour and salt. Mu Rouzang smiled so insidiously, she didn't say that she didn't need space to install it, of course, she would be better.

She put her hand into the wheat seed bag. This girl was shameless. She grabbed it and moved it to the warehouse, and then pretended to tear off a small lotus leaf, grabbed one of them and put it in rice. Do the same for the seeds, and then all kinds of seeds. In a corner, Mu Rou Sang also found cotton seeds. Ha, do n’t ask her why she knew that she was drawing illustrations for an agricultural science department before she passed through.

Mu Rou Sang was so happy with the seeds, and the boss over there smiled at the account. Both felt that they had made a profit, and both felt that they were not losing. Who knew what was profiting and who was losing was only in their hearts.

The boss counted the money and reported it. Hibiscus came to Mu Rou Sang and quietly asked her, "Sister, brother doesn't have enough money!" Ah! Mu Rouzang patted her head, and she just grabbed the seeds with excitement, completely forgetting that she still had half of the money in her, pretending to pay from her arms, and removed a bunch of money from the space and handed it to Hibiscus. Said, "Brother, here is a hundred pennies, we will not use the remaining two hundred pennies, it is good to save them!" Hearing Mu Rouzang's words, Mu Hibiscus was finally relieved.

Mu Rouzang grabbed the lotus leaf bag and came to the boss. "Boss, if you look at it, I will only catch these!" Yeah, she only caught these, but there was a part in the space that the boss could not see It's none of her business. The boss opened it carefully and confirmed that it was just some ordinary seeds, and then wrapped her, and kindly gave another lotus leaf, "Here you, use this big piece to wrap it together."

Mu Rou thanked them, and they wrapped the flour, salt, and seeds in a basket and pressed them on top of the cloth. Hibiscus picked up the basket, hung the bamboo tube with soy sauce on the side of the basket, and took Mu Rouzang out. "Sister, what else do you want to buy?" Now Mu Rouzang said that he could not use the two hundred words, that is to say, the thirty words in his arms could not be kept.

Mu Rou Sang pointed to the direction, "Brother, let's go to the vegetable market to see if there are any chickens for sale, and by the way, buy some fatty pork and go back to eat." These days, only tung oil for lighting is used, and no one knows to use peanuts. Pressing oil, that seems to be too extravagant, hey, let's keep a low profile first!

Hibiscus took Mu Rouzang slowly to the vegetable market, and the two little farts walked for a long time. Now she couldn't move. Mu Rouzang laughed a few times. What she wanted was the effect. There is silver in it. Of course, she doesn't want to take the "11 bus", and spend a few bucks on the earthly "taxi" of this dynasty, the ox cart, how cool!

Hibiscus didn't find her little abacus at all, reached out and raised the basket on her back, and asked a little bit embarrassed, "Sister, are you tired! If you can't move, tell your brother, brother will hold you away!" Mu Rouzang She nodded, and aimed at the basket on his back. The oversized basket was pressed against his thin back. She felt sour in heart and kept her head down.

When he came to the vegetable market, Hibiscus asked if Mu Rou Sang would choose chickens. Mu Rou Sang was dumbfounded. Don't talk about this technology in her life, she has never done it before. If she bought it to feed her, she wouldn't feel bad for spending her money. "Brother, I won't, will you?"

Hibiscus bowed his head and thought, "Sister, would you like to buy chicken cockles next time, or ask Qin Erji to help?"

Find Qin Eryi, this is a good idea! Mu Rouzang nodded, "Brother, then we ask Qin Eryi to help!"

After discussing with Hibiscus and Mu Rou Sang, they turned their heads and went straight to the place where the meat was sold. The sun has begun to turn west. The two of them have been tossing for many hours today, and they are exhausted. They want to buy good things and go home quickly .

Before the two came to the meat case, "Sister, how much fat do we buy to boil big oil!" Mu Rou Sang pointed to those fats and said, "Brother, it's noon now, the fat is not too fresh, so buy less Come on! "Hibiscus led him to a butcher." Uncle, how do you sell this fat? "

An uncle with five big and three thick faces and a beard with a beard is rolling up his sleeves, holding a dry tobacco rod in his mouth, and taking a sip, he said to Hibiscus, "Big fat, twenty pennies a pound, lean meat Fifteen pennies are a pound. "After speaking, he buried his head and smoked. Mu Rouzang bypassed the meat case and came to the butcher." Uncle, look at it all now, and it will be dark in a few hours. This After a while, it's almost time to buy vegetables, so you can make us cheaper! "

Mu Rouzang did not make a mistake. There were no office workers or anything like that in this era. Everyone came to buy vegetables early in the morning, and many of them were already settled by the afternoon. The butcher reached out and touched his beard. "Little girl, aren't you afraid of uncle?"

Mu Rou Sang was really embarrassed by this meat seller and answered honestly, "Afraid, the uncle looks like my mother said, the legendary Lei Gongna, my mother said that Lei Gong looks like an angry King Kong, looking scary Actually, he's a good guy! "Mu Rouzang used this trick shamelessly.

"Hey, little girl, just take your attitude at you. Uncle will give you a few children and sell you for seventeen pennies. How much do you want!"

"Uncle, you are a good person. I want a pound!" If Xiu Zhuang's boss was there, it would be scary to hear her say this.

"Anyway, Uncle weighs a pound for you." He cut a large piece and said that he touched the rod, no more, no less, just a pound, Mu Rou Sang and Hibiscus looked stunned, which is too bad.

The butcher said proudly, "Uncle, you have chopped meat for decades. This is a long-term practice."

It turned out to be this way, Mu Rouzang said to him again, "Uncle, I still want half a catty lean meat. I will give you seven yuan for it!"

The butcher arrived very cheerfully, "Come, I will give you half a catty!" The uncle cut another large piece, and Murou was wondering. Was it not the same name at this time, but I forgot it. A catty is calculated by sixteen or two. Half a catty means eight or two.

If she bought some meat and sent her nothing, then she would not be Mu Rouzang. In her consciousness, the family is very poor now. She is careful to spend a penny and hold two points. She completely forgets that she is holding a golden rice bowl. Crying poor.

"Uncle, you are a good man. My family hasn't smelled meat for a long time!" She didn't say anything, just a pair of small eyes kept aiming at the bones on the case board ...

"Hey, little girl, you want this bone!" The uncle picked up two big bones and put them on the meat. "This bone has no meat. Does your family have a dog?" Modern people care about this bone, and it sells more expensive than meat. "Thank you Uncle!"

"You're welcome. My bones are thrown to my dog ​​every day. There is no meat in this stuff, and tooth decay is useless except for feeding the dog!"

Well, for the sake he gave to the bones, she put up with it. It was so delicious to stew the soup with bones. In order to grow taller, she and hibiscus drink more bone soup and calcium!

Hibiscus asked him, "How much is the uncle?"

"Large fat is seventeen texts, lean lean is seven texts, a total of twenty-four texts!"

Hibiscus found a rag bag from her arms, carefully took out twenty-four pennies from it, and handed it to Uncle Butcher.

Uncle Butcher took two large dried lotus leaves and carefully wrapped the meat and bones. He took the straw rope and tied it. Mu Rouzang left a heart, and asked him to ask for two more lotus leaves, one underneath, and put the flesh and bones of the lotus leaf on top, put a lotus leaf on it, and then put bamboo Close the lid of the basket.

This way I ca n’t see what was installed. “Thank you for the bones you gave me, I will often come here to buy things later!” It ’s not that Mu Rouzang does n’t want to go to Erwazi ’s house to buy meat. Lots of miscellaneous.

The courtyard of the house is now collapsed, and the house is leaking. In the event that someone is worried, she and Mu Hibiscus can't help it.

There were a few pounds of meat and bones in the basket, and Hibiscus squatted down before carrying the basket, and the heavy basket bent his back.

Mu Rouzang stretched his arms around his horns, and the two walked slowly towards the town entrance. The west-sloping sun pulled their shadows to the elders. "Brother, let's go back in the ox cart! I can't move anymore!"

Mu Rou Sang is more of a painful hibiscus. Looking at him carrying a bamboo basket and carrying his back, in fact, he is only a few years old. His parents' early death forced him to mature quickly.

"Sister, can you hold on!" He spent a lot of money today, and he was really distressed. "Brother, let's not bear these two pennies, let's go back early, it's too late now, no more than in the morning."

Mu Rou Sang said faintly, Hibiscus still understood, there were only some greens in the morning, and now, the contents of his basket are worth hundreds of dollars. "Then, let's go back by car!" Mu Rou Sang is still very happy that Hibiscus can distinguish the importance of things. At least, Hibiscus is a person who understands flexibility.

The two helped each other to the town entrance. There were still a few ox carts full of people. At this time, Hibiscus was like a big brother. He took the lead and asked Mu Rouzang to ask for a few cars until the last one. The least people go to their village.

Mu Rouzang, sitting in an ox cart, looked at the gate farther and farther away from her, grieving resentfully, and either went through the door for Mao's family to either pick up silver or a handsome guy, or else he would find a diehard thug Mu Rouzang lowered her head to look at her small hands. She hadn't got half of the defective space for Mao. There is so much waiting to see her, God! It was rumbling and a thunder blast sounded in the sky.