Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 228

And Lao Yang's side was not idle, and the two parties began to bargain.

Yang Ruoqing was not interested in these bargains, and when the wind picked up, she turned and went back to the house to cover Yang Huazhong's legs with clothes.

When she turned around and came back, the pigsty should have reached a consensus on the price, and started looking for ropes to tie the pigs and weigh them.

"Gross weight 210 catties!"

Over there, Butcher Chen yelled out.

Old Yang was very happy when he heard that the butcher Chen reported the two catties and an extra penny per catty.

His face was full of red, and he commanded his eldest son Yang Hua'an who was smiling beside him: "Boss, you are the one who reads the most books here, you have to settle the account!"

"Eh!"

Yang Hua'an shook his sleeves, revealing a pair of blessed hands.

With both hands out, he pinched his fingers and rolled his eyes, muttering calculations in his mouth...

Here, Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth.

Uncle looks like a fortune teller...

For those who have not studied, this account is a bit overwhelming.

For those who have studied, it is very simple.

Grandpa asked the uncle to settle the account by name, and it was obvious that he wanted the uncle to pretend to be compared in front of others!

Over there, before Yang Hua'an could figure out the result, Chen Tuhu blurted out.

"Don't forget about it, Boss Yang. It weighs 210 catties, and nine coins per catty. A total of 890 coins is enough!"

"what?"

The ongoing calculation procedure in Yang Hua'an's mind was interrupted, and he looked at Chen Tuhu with his mouth open in a daze.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head secretly.

Uncle, this is better than pretending...

She is also drunk!

Over there, Old Yang's old face was a little restless, he glared at Yang Hua'an, and said angrily: "You have nothing to do here, go to the front room and tell your mother, she is still waiting!"

"Eh!"

Yang Hua'an blushed, and walked away in a hurry.

Here, Old Yang ordered Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhou to help drive the fat pig to the cart parked outside.

The crowd scattered, and Old Yang stopped when he passed by Yang Huazhong.

"Third son, the butcher Chen, who will kill the pig's blood, asked us to scoop up a few bowls for home cooking. Later, I will ask them to send you a bowl too!"

"Hey, thank you dad!" Yang Huazhong said.

"Haha, it's nothing, you are sitting and basking in the sun, I'm going over there!"

"Well, Dad, go slowly!"

Xiao An, who was playing in the yard, heard what the adults said, raised her head and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Sister, can you eat pig blood?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and touched Xiao An's tiger head.

"Of course I can. When the pig's blood arrives at noon, my sister will make a dish of hot noodles with pig's blood. I'm sure you'll say it's delicious!"

"Great!"

Xiao An responded cheerfully, turned around and went to play with his mud.

The entrance of the east house in the front yard.

Wangcai ran after the old cat all over the yard with his maid, and when he caught up with it, he jumped on it and bit it fiercely.

Biting and pulling, shaking his head and tail in excitement.

Yang Huamei stood aside, bent over laughing while knocking on melon seeds.

Sitting at the base of the wall doing needlework, Mrs. Tan looked up at Yang Huamei from time to time, with a doting smile on her old face.

Mrs. Liu stood aside with her big belly, asking for credit from Mrs. Tan.

"Mother, my elder brother told me just now that our pig is 210 catties and can be sold for 890 Wen. Here, Mother should reward me with [-] Wen!" Liu said.

Tan raised her eyelids and glanced at Liu.

As usual, upon hearing such words, Mrs. Tan spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

This one sold the big fat pig and raised the price. Mrs. Tan is in a good mood.

"Father of the old family, why do you say this? Why do you have to allocate [-] Wen?" Mrs. Tan asked Mrs. Liu with a half-smile.

"Before the separation, it was your third sister-in-law who fed the pigs, and your elder sister-in-law who shoveled the pigsty." Tan continued.

"After we separated, my sister-in-law did all the feeding and sweeping of the pigsty. You have never been to the side of the pigsty. Where did you get the ninety coins?"

Hearing Mrs. Tan's question, Mrs. Liu's eyes flickered, she leaned closer and said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law is stubborn, seeing this pig seller, she just wants to save a meal of pig food."

"I followed, scooped up several scoops and fed it to the big fat pig. The pig ate less than ten catties!"

"A catty is nine Wen, ten catties is ninety Wen! Mother, tell me, have I made any contribution?" Liu looked smug.

The smile on Tan's face froze.

"Let me ask you, how long have you been feeding that fat pig?" Tan asked.

Mrs. Liu calculated with her fingers, "Less than an hour."

Less than an hour?

Tan's face suddenly changed.

Mrs. Tan ground her back teeth until they creaked, and said with a smile to Mrs. Liu, "You really did a great job. Come to me, and I will reward you—"

Mrs. Liu really moved her face closer.

"Clap clap-"

Mrs. Tan picked up the half-filled mille-soled shoe board in her hand, and smacked it on Liu's face.

"Ow~"

Howling, Liu covered her face and jumped aside.

"Mom, why are you hitting me?" She was extremely wronged.

Tan stood up and sprayed thick phlegm on Liu's feet.

"With your little cleverness, how can you still pretend that others can't play tricks?" Mrs. Tan put her hips on her hips and cursed sharply.

"Everything has its own way. If we sell live pigs, we will not be able to feed them overnight, and we must sell them on an empty stomach!"

"Stupid lady who is lazy and sells bad things, our old Yang family is going to be destroyed in your hands! I will settle accounts with you later!"

Putting these words aside, Mrs. Tan kicked her little feet and chased to the front yard angrily.

Leaving Mrs. Liu frozen in place covering her hot face, she was also dumbfounded.

……

In the front yard, Mrs. Tan chased to the main gate of Lao Yang's house, and the pig was already tied to the cart pushed by butcher Chen.

Chen Tuhu was talking to Old Yang Tou Na, both of them had flushed faces.

With a face full of dark clouds, Mrs. Tan ran over and grabbed Lao Yang's head, turned around and walked towards the main entrance of Lao Yang's house.

"I'm talking to someone, why don't you know any rules?"

Old Yang was dragged into the door, and he was still very upset.

Tan said in a low voice angrily: "Those who don't understand the rules are yet to come, enough to give you a headache!"

"Why do you say that?" Old Yang asked in surprise.

"Your fourth daughter-in-law, pretending to be smart, fed that fat pig with pig food..." Tan said.

"What?"

When Lao Yangtou heard this, his eyeballs almost fell out of shock.

"When did it happen? Is it three hours?" Old Yang asked hurriedly.

Tan Shi said: "More than an hour."

"That's terrible!" Lao Yang nodded, his old face was immediately covered by dark clouds.

There are rules.

In terms of buying and selling live pigs, the live pigs for sale cannot be fed overnight.

In the ten miles and eight villages of Mianniu Mountain, everyone has to follow this rule.

"For more than an hour, the pig food is probably still accumulated in the pig's stomach." Old Yang frowned and said.

"Looking back, Chen Butcher opened up the pig's abdomen and saw the pig food inside. Our old Yang's family is waiting to be stabbed in the back!"

Old Yang sighed, the expression in his eyes changed rapidly.

Seeing Lao Yangtou's appearance, Tan knew that he was thinking of a remedy, so he kept silent.

(End of this chapter)