Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 65

"Qing'er, can you walk?" Yang Huazhou turned his head and asked Yang Ruoqing who was following him.

In the man's eyes, something called distress and guilt flashed.

"Qing'er, Uncle is incompetent and can't get an ox cart. I'll let you walk over the thirty miles by yourself, Uncle..."

"Fifth uncle, what are you talking about? Qing'er is not one of those delicate young ladies from the landlord's old wealthy family. It's not a big deal for these dozens of miles!"

Yang Ruoqing said with bright eyebrows.

"Besides, Qing'er likes to walk. Not to mention the hot sweat, I can still grind off my excess fat. How wonderful!"

"Uh..." Yang Huazhou's head is full of black lines, is this also a reason?

The man's eyes looked around Yang Ruoqing's body again, as if he had found something, Yang Huazhou said in surprise: "Don't say it, uncle thinks that you have lost some weight these days, that face ...all a bit smaller!"

"Really uncle?"

When Yang Ruoqing heard this, she was very happy, and she freed up a hand to touch her face randomly a few times.

To be honest, she touches it every day, and she really can't figure out what it is.

However, she believed that Yang Huazhou didn't lie to her, she must have lost weight these days.

He no longer had to eat the rations of his parents and the three of himself as before, and he no longer had to sleep with his head covered during the day.

After crossing over, I standardized my work and rest time, reduced my diet, and increased the amount of exercise. Every day I was busy at home and abroad.

"Uncle, Qing'er will continue to lose weight, and become a girl of normal size, just wait and see!" Yang Ruoqing said with a smile.

Yang Huazhou smiled: "As long as you have a good body, it doesn't matter if you are fat or thin. You look good in your uncle's eyes. You can't find such a lovable girl in the eight villages in ten miles, hehe..."

Yang Ruoqing's head is full of black lines, this fifth uncle thought he was a dumb and stupid man, but he didn't expect to be a good hand when it comes to pampering!

"Come on, hang your basket on this pole!"

Yang Huazhou felt distressed that Yang Ruoqing was small and weak, and insisted on taking over the basket.

"Wow, this rabbit is quite heavy, at least it weighs five pounds, right?" he asked.

"Weighed it, five jins and eighty taels!"

"Well, are you going to send this rabbit to a restaurant or sell it at the tile market?" Yang Huazhou asked again.

"Uncle, this is the first time I've come back to the town to do business. I don't know the prices. You should tell me first!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Regarding the ancient buying and selling rules and general market conditions, Yang Ruoqing in her previous life had read similar books and records.

She is not as blind as she said, but the price quotations in this ancient era that she has traveled to, do not know how much different from the quotations in ancient China, so it is better to ask clearly!

Yang Huazhou thought about it seriously, organized the language, and reported the prices of these things that he knew were closely related to life to Yang Ruoqing one by one.

Yang Ruoqing sorted out the information provided by Yang Huazhou on the other side, and soon had a spectrum in her heart.

In this era, meat buns and eggs cost one cent each, and pork cost fifteen cents a pound.

Game like rabbit and eel, the price is higher than pork, about [-] cents per pound.

Roughly converted to modern currency, the purchasing power of a penny is about the same as that of a dollar.One tael of silver is one thousand Wen, so one tael of silver is 1000 yuan!

"If this lively rabbit is sent to a restaurant, it will definitely give up immediately, but the price of the restaurant will probably be lower than that in the tile market. If it is sold in the tile market, the price should be better, but it will not be so fast. Let go, you have to wait!" Yang Huazhou analyzed.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a while, "Let's take it to the tile market and try your luck first!"

The two uncles and nephews continued their journey, and they stopped for a while on the road in the thirty-mile area. They took out the tea prepared by the Sun family and drank, and then went on their way.

When a red sun slowly protruded halfway from the eastern hillside, the residents of Qingshui Town who had slept all night woke up and started a new day of running around for their livelihoods.

"Qing'er, it's just ahead."

"Ok!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, her eyes turned to the undulating blue-gray houses in front of her, which was Qingshui Town.

It was somewhat different from the picture she had imagined in her mind. There was no traffic, and there were no tall restaurants, teahouses and shops.

On both sides of Qingshiban Street, which can accommodate two horse-drawn carriages, there are rows of low-rise houses with signs erected at the entrances, and some with flags, marking the business of each shop.

"Northern buns, old-flavoured buns, big meat buns with a thin skin and a lot of stuffing... just out of the cage, I want to buy them soon..."

At the door of the steamed bun shop on the side, the guy was shouting loudly, bringing out a basket of buns that were just out of the pot, and placed them on a wooden table more than one meter long.

There is a large circular hole in the table, and a water stove burning with charcoal fire is connected underground. The water is boiling and bubbling.

The guy put the steamed bun cage on top to heat and keep warm, and lifted the lid of the top cage. The hot air hit the face, and the unique aroma of steamed buns wafted in the air.

There are already a circle of people in front of the table, you three and I buy two.

Yang Ruoqing swallowed her saliva because of the smell. She ate wild vegetable porridge last night. She was on her way this morning, but she didn't have half a grain of rice in her stomach.

At this moment, when I saw the pile of steamed buns that looked like a hill, I only felt that my front chest was about to touch my back.

"Qing'er, are you greedy? Uncle will buy you a big meat bun!"

As Yang Huazhou said, he was about to put down the pole on his shoulders.He was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Uncle, don't rush to eat now, let's go to the tile market first to sell." Yang Ruoqing said.

The day's plan is in the morning, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. There are definitely more people in Wa in the morning than at other times.

She cannot delay.

What's more, this business hasn't even opened yet, so she has to spend money to go out first. She doesn't want to do it, let alone Yang Huazhou.

The money on Yang Huazhou's body, but Mr. Qiu was pinching his fingers, and using one copper plate is one less!

Yang Huazhou was stubborn, so he had to send Yang Ruoqing to Washi, north of the town.

On the way, Yang Huazhou told Yang Ruoqing about the relevant situation of the tile city.

The tile city is just a noun, to the effect that it is a place for the exchange of various items that are closely related to life.

There are all kinds of resident stalls in it. The stall owners have to pay taxes to the government on a regular basis, and there are some hawkers like Yang Ruoqing who have no fixed stalls, but are temporary and relatively mobile.

These peddlers are farmers, fishermen, hunters, etc. near the town...

Every time you come to Wa Market to sell things, you have to pay a certain venue fee each time.Of course, these temporary venues must not be able to compare with those fixed booths. People stay here for a long time and pay higher rents. The booths must be prime locations.

For someone like Yang Ruoqing who came in temporarily for sale, it would be nice to give you a corner!

Fortunately, the venue fee was not much, Yang Ruoqing paid five cents, and then followed Yang Huazhou into the tile market.

This is the first time that Yang Ruoqing has walked into the ancient tile market, looking around with a pair of novel eyes.

There is no doubt that this is the ancient farmers' market, vegetables, fruits and poultry are all sold.

(End of this chapter)