Chapter 19: Homecoming
This price is a bit expensive for a cropper, and if you buy a horse, it will cost more than 100 yuan, and your daughter-in-law will not be happy when you go back. Then buy less, if you buy half a horse, it will be enough for Chen to make two or three sets of clothes.
"Then you will pull half a horse for me." Father Zhu thought for a while and asked, "Can it be cheaper?" β
The shopkeeper thought for a moment, looked at the direction of the counter, and whispered, "It can be seen that the eldest brother is going to pull it for his sister-in-law, my sister-in-law is blessed, our shopkeeper is through the bottom, if our relatives come to buy cloth, we can cheaper a few cents as appropriate." In this way, when you settle the bill, you will say that it is the eldest cousin of my seventh aunt's cousin's family, and I will give you a cheap three pennies if you have half a horse, but it will not work if you have more. β
What a fake!
Zhu Ping'an pursed his lips, he obviously saw your eye contact with the shopkeeper just now.
"Okay, thank you, big brother." Zhu's father patronized the cotton cloth that he was going to bring to Chen, but he didn't notice the eye contact between the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper, and when he heard the shopkeeper's words, he was moved enough.
Zhu's father doesn't care doesn't mean that Zhu Ping'an has no ideas, remembering the starting point I watched before, the heroine can always buy some rags and leftovers at a very cheap price in this kind of cloth shop to sew purses to make money, although she can't sew purses, but her mother Chen They can.
Sweep it, well, sure enough, there are a lot of discarded corner fabrics under the counter, which are not big, that is, about the size of a palm, and they can't do anything, so the store generally doesn't care, and the wrinkles and dirtiness that are stepped on by customers who come and go.
"Well, can you give me some of those rag heads to play with?" Zhu Ping'an stretched out his chubby paws, pointed to the dirty rag head under the counter, and asked in a curious voice.
The shopkeeper glanced at Zhu Ping'an's fingers, oh, it turned out to be discarded and useless leftovers.
"Oh, those, you can pick it up and play with it yourself." The shopkeeper didn't care and said that these things can be called for by themselves, because they are too small to do anything, and the shopkeeper doesn't want them, and he has to spend time cleaning and discarding them, since this child is curious, let's take it to play, after all, he still earns his father's money.
You don't have to spend a penny, it's cheap.
So, Zhu Ping'an hugged his small back basket, ran over with his fart, and felt that his buttocks were stuffed into the back basket one by one, and he pressed hard, leaving room for re-stuffing.
This time, not only Zhu Pingchuan was embarrassed, but even Zhu's father, who handed over the money to settle the bill, blushed.
The guy didn't care, and said casually, "The guest officer doesn't need to mind, it's all rags, and it's not worth a few dollars." β
Everything was in order, and when I got on the ox cart and went back, it was already the sun gradually setting in the west. Father Zhu shook the whip, reluctant to hit the ox, and drove the ox cart on the return journey, humming an out-of-tune song in his mouth.
Zhu Ping'an sat on the ox cart, looked at the dazzling daily necessities on the cart, and looked at his full small back basket, he gained a lot, and his heart was full of happiness.
When I got home, there was already sparse cooking smoke in the mountain village, and it was almost evening when someone started to cook dinner.
Before the car entered the door, I heard the voice of the little fourth aunt chirping.
"Ah, the second brother is back, how much did he sell, what did he buy?"
If it is modern, Zhu Ping'an definitely recommends the fourth aunt to be an airport security inspector. Look at her and check everything on the carriage, including Zhu Ping'an's small back basket.
Fortunately, the back basket was full of rag heads that were asked for in the cloth shop, and the little fourth aunt grabbed two large buses full of rag heads, and stopped her hand under Zhu Ping'an's gaze, and did not find the secret under the rag heads.
Grandmother soon came, first looking at the things that Zhu's father bought, and then asking about the bamboo weaving and mountain mushrooms sold.
Father Zhu replied one by one, and handed over the wrapped copper coins.
After looking at the money, I found that it was more than ten more than ten more than before, and my grandmother was very satisfied and asked the reason. Zhu's father told Zhu Ping'an about the sale, so his grandmother praised Zhu Ping'an.
"Have you sold your wildflowers?" The little fourth aunt covered her mouth and asked with a smile.
"Yes." Zhu Ping'an looked up at his chubby face and smiled brightly.
The little fourth aunt didn't believe it at all, thinking that it was a little kid who was embarrassed to talk nonsense, so she covered her mouth and smiled more happily.
Following his grandmother to put things away, Zhu's father led his two sons back to the east wing with baskets.
"I'm back, why did I go for so long, but it's a little later than usual." Chen was sewing and mending the crotch of Zhu Ping'an's other open crotch pants, and when he saw their grandfather coming back, he stopped the needle and thread in his hand and looked up at the door.
Then Chen found that Zhu Ping'an closed the door of the wing room with his little short legs.
"Why didn't you close the door when you were tired?" Chen was very surprised when he saw this.
"Look at the ones you like, they were brought back from the town, and I think they will look good if you make clothes."
At this time, Father Zhu stepped forward with a smirk, took out half a piece of white-background rosΓ© cloth bought for Chen from the back basket, and handed it to Chen like a treasure.
"How expensive is this, you're spending all your money." Chen complained in his mouth, the smile on his face could not be stopped, of course, there was still distress in his eyes.
"Mother, this is for you." Zhu Ping'an farted from the two meat buns wrapped in paper from his small back basket.
"What is this?" Chen asked curiously.
"The meat buns in the town are soft and fragrant." Zhu Ping'an leaned on Chen's lap and grinned.
"You little bastard also spends money indiscriminately, you and your brother share the food, and the mother doesn't eat." Chen touched Zhu Ping'an's little head and smiled gently.
Zhu Ping'an shook his head, "I ate with my brother in the town." β
Chen insisted on giving the meat buns to Zhu Ping'an's brothers to eat, but Zhu Ping'an insisted that Chen eat them, Chen turned his head to look at his eldest son, and Zhu Ping'an also nodded vigorously and said that he had eaten it.
After thinking about it, Chen broke the two meat buns in half and divided them into four parts, one half for a family of four.
Simple happiness, Zhu Ping'anjue's meat buns are many times more delicious than those eaten in the town.
After eating the steamed buns, Zhu's father simply told him about the things in the town, and when he said that this time Zhu's father left dozens of more texts for his family, Chen's eyes lit up, and this wood could be regarded as an enlightenment.
But when Zhu's father said that the wildflowers picked by Zhu Ping'an were sold for more than 100 yuan in the town, and the nobles rewarded two silver nakde, Zhu Ping'an knew that it was going to be bad.
Sure enough, Chen's two big eyes stared at Zhu Ping'an with a sparkle of light, as if there was a special effect of silver flying out of his eyes.
"It's not safe for you to take so much money as a child, hurry up and hand it over." Chen pinched his waist and was full of energy.
The little arms can't twist the thighs.
A few minutes later, Chan happily counted the money on the table.
"One, two, three, four, one hundred and eighteen." Chen counted and felt that it was wrong, turned his head and asked Zhu Ping'an, "Didn't you say one hundred and twenty wen?" β
"Then Liangwen bought meat buns." Zhu Ping'an's face was black.
"Hmm." Chan nodded.
Something seems wrong? Chan always felt like he had forgotten something.
In the next second, Chen turned his head and asked fiercely, "What about the two silver nudes?" β
Zhu Ping'an's chubby hand covered his pocket and stepped back, old lady, can't you leave some for me. Having money is not everything, but not having money is absolutely impossible.
Chen couldn't hear Zhu Ping'an's heart, of course, even if he heard it, he would treat it as if he didn't hear it.
Zhu Ping'an's chubby hand was tightly covered in his pocket.
but
It's not an egg.
"Bring it, my mother will save money for you to marry a beautiful daughter-in-law."
Chen smiled gently, but he was not merciless at all, and broke Zhu Ping'an's little fat hand in his pocket one by one.
"It's still my son who has the ability."
Looking at the two silver nudes in his hand, Chen smiled and took a hard sip on Zhu Ping'an's chubby face