Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 9 Chapter [-]: Prosperity
This is the season when the mushrooms are just coming out. In this season, there are many new vegetables, so there is no need to worry about vegetables.

But no matter what, Shanjun still takes the lead every year.

Coupled with the fact that the grandfather and grandson shouted hard, soon, someone came to their stall.

"Hey, it's really a chicken fir fungus. I've been looking for it in the market for the past two days. You guys are the first ones here. How many are there? I want them all!"

The person who came was dressed in cotton and was followed by two young men carrying baskets on their backs. It seemed that he was the purchasing manager of a big family.

The old Yuan's came to sell things before, and they still had similar winks.

Immediately greeted warmly, "Oh, it's so kind, there are seven and a half catties in total here! Master, you want it? Okay! I'll give you a name!"

As he said that, old Yuan took the steelyard and picked up the basket containing the collybia spp., plus the eight catty head of the basket was still tilted!Seven and a half catties is definitely not bad.

"Okay, give me all of them, and this mountain fungus, give me a ten-pound one too!" The steward said again: "I see that your dish is also fresh, and I want to buy left and right, just the same." Give me some too!"

This is a big hit!

The old Yuan replied, and hurriedly weighed the mushrooms again, and Song Qiu helped to put the weighed chicken fir mushrooms into the boy's back basket.

When things are approved, just do the calculations. If the old god in charge is there, he will not speak even if he has already figured it out, and just waits for the old Yuan to say it himself.

Old Yuan has never counted so many at once, and he can't figure it out for a while.

"How much? Is it okay? I'm still busy buying fish." The steward urged.

Seeing this, Song Qiu, who had already made up his mind, couldn't help opening his mouth and said, "It's 120 yuan in total!"

When the steward heard this, he looked at Song Qiu. He hadn't paid attention to this skinny little girl. He never thought that her grandma didn't figure it out, but this little girl figured it out so quickly.

"Are you sure there are so many? Are you calculating correctly?"

Upon hearing this, old Yuan Shi hurriedly said: "My lord, my granddaughter sold vegetables with me since she was a child, and she is better at calculating accounts than me, so she can't be wrong!"

"That's right, I'll tell you that seven and a half catties of Copidium fir fungi cost 75 Wen per catty for ten Wen, ten catties of mountain mushrooms cost thirty Wen per catty for three Wen, five catties of long beans cost five Wen, and three Three catties of eggplants, three catties of peppers, six pennies, five catties of courgettes, five cents, a total of 120 and four coins, that's right!"

Song Qiu spoke unhurriedly, with clear articulate words, she was just selling vegetables, she wasn't stealing from others, if she was timid, she wouldn't look good.

The steward listened, couldn't help laughing, then took out a bunch of copper plates and 24 scattered copper plates, and handed them to Mrs. Yuan, without saying much, just said: "If there are still chicken fir fungus next time , but remember to keep it for me, I have to come to the market to buy vegetables every day, and I will meet you."

"Excuse me! If there is one, I will assign it to the master for you to keep!"

The chicken fir fungus sells well, but it is very hard to find. Mr. Yuan is not sure if there will be more next time, but this master buys vegetables generously and does not bargain. Of course, it is good to sell them to him. If there is one, he must keep it. .

The first business was off to a good start, earning more than one hundred yuan in one fell swoop. Old Yuan was happy, but knew that the money would not be exposed, so he quickly put away the copper coins carefully and close to his body.

Panshi Town is rich, and the worst thing for those who buy vegetables with a basket on their shoulders is the fine cotton to wear. They don't have to worry about clothes, and naturally they don't have to worry about food. Besides, vegetables are a necessity, who doesn't buy them?

In a market, almost every stall was filled with people who bought vegetables, fish, meat, and chicken. It was very lively.

Song Qiu and his stall saw off the first customer, and soon the second customer came to buy mushrooms, along with some eggplants and peppers.

The mushrooms were first launched on the market, and they sold very quickly. Before the morning market was over, all the mushrooms in the basket were sold out.

But there are still a lot of dishes left, so I continued to shout.

Until the end of the morning market, there were only a few people buying things in the market, and there were not many. There were still two handfuls of long beans, a few eggplants, half a basket of peppers and a few courgettes!
I have already recited it, so naturally it is best if it can be sold out, so the grandfather and grandson continued to guard.

There are still quite a few stalls with unsold items and uncollected items, and there are sporadic people who still come to the market.

In this way, when the sun climbed high, Song Qiu's stomach was growling, and the morning market finally ended completely. There were only two or three courgettes and a small handful of peppers that were not sold out.

"For the rest, let's carry it back. It's not heavy. Are you hungry? Let's go, grandma will take you to eat a bowl of noodles." Old Yuan said while cleaning up the stall.

Carrying the remaining vegetables and baskets in his own big basket, he took Song Qiu, who was carrying a small basket, to the entrance of the market, and returned the wooden sign to the little official.

A street opposite the market crosses a covered bridge, which is another square market, which specializes in selling Chaoshi and various snacks.

The morning market was already closed, and there were not many people who still ate North Korean food this time. Mrs. Yuan took Song Qiu to a noodle stall, ordered two bowls of plain noodles, and they were served soon.

It is said to be plain noodles, but it is really clear soup with little water. Except for a few chopped green onions, it is just a pinch of noodles, which is better than light.

Song Qiu was so hungry that his chest was stuck to his back, and he took the chopsticks and slurped up.

After all, he got up in the middle of the night to make his way, and now, judging from this day, it would be at least ten o'clock in the later generations, so it would be strange if he wasn't hungry.

White noodles are a bit more expensive than rice these days. This bowl of noodles costs two renminbi a bowl. If you don’t drink all the soup, isn’t it a waste?

In a short time, Song Qiu ate up a bowl of noodles and soup. She didn't pick anything, as long as she couldn't eat it, she could eat it all.

Old Yuan Shi also finished eating, and carefully took out four copper coins in another purse to pay for the noodle money, and the grandfather and grandson left the noodle stall with their backpacks on their backs.

After crossing the bridge, return to Ankangfang where the market is located.

"Go to the cloth shop and have a look. Tomorrow, I have to give two feet of red cloth to the banquet."

Facing the long street is a row of shops, grocery stores, grain and oil shops, embroidery shops, and cloth shops.

The old Yuan walked into this Wangji cloth shop, and the clothes sold in it were cloth for ordinary people.

The agreed two-foot red cloth was bought, but old Yuan was not in a hurry to pay the bill, and looked at other cloths.

Seeing that she was interested, the man hurriedly introduced her.

Song Qiula couldn't hold back, so the old Yuan family decided to buy enough cloth for Song Qiu to make clothes.

After leaving the cloth village, the old Yuan said: "It only cost a dozen dollars. I sold it for so much money today. When I go back, I will pay back the hundred dollars from your grandpa Zhang's house first. I will talk about it later at your uncle's place." ,Not urgent."

I bought two feet of cloth for the banquet, but can't I afford enough cloth to make clothes for my granddaughter?

The money I can sell today is because my granddaughter picked up the older chicken fir fungus.

Just such a granddaughter with only one seedling, isn't it all for her.

(End of this chapter)