I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

Chapter 290
The next day.

Before dawn.

Little Aning knocked on the door.

Although they were mentally prepared to get up early, Qian Yong and the others were still confused for a while.

It took a while to wake up.

"When can't the sting melon be sold? Why are you up so early?"

Sun Chao yawned and complained.

Little Aning said: "If you go late, you won't be able to sell it."

With such a small amount of sting melons, even if they were all sold, how much money would they sell for?

Even the glass of wine he drank on weekdays is not enough, as for getting up so early for it.

Sun Chao thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it out of his mouth.

After living in Liji Village for half a month, he is no longer the boy who didn't want to eat minced meat.

He is very clear that for the villagers here, it is extremely difficult to support themselves.

It is common to get up early and go to the market to sell vegetables just to earn a few cents.

"There are four bags of sting melons in total, we each carry one bag, you, little Aning, lead the way!"

Qian Yong rubbed his eyes a few times and said.

"it is good."

The other three teenagers didn't say any more, nodded, carried the sting melon on the ground, and followed little Aning towards a certain direction.

The period before dawn is the darkest, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you can't see your fingers. If it weren't for the four teenagers walking together, they would inevitably feel frightened.

"Little Aning, without us, how did you sell melons before?"

Sun Chao followed little Aning and asked curiously.

Little Aning didn't take anything, feeling very relaxed, the whole person looked very happy, bouncing around and said: "It's the father who accompanied the forehead, the forehead carried a bag of melons, and the forehead carried three bags."

Put it before.

When Xiao Aning said that, the four teenagers must have sneered when they heard this.

Such a heavy sting melon, can your half-sized doll carry it?
And that skinny old man, can he carry three bags?
How can it be!

However, after spending half a month together day and night, they know better than anyone else.

Little Aning is not lying, she can indeed carry such a heavy thing!
Qian Yong and the others were curious about this for a long time.

Little Aning's thin body, where did such a powerful force erupt from?

In the end, there was no answer.

"not easy."

Sun Chao looked at the little Aning who was bouncing in front of him, and let out a sigh.

He thought of himself, since he was a child, he was clothed in fine clothes and fine food, and he stretched out his hands to eat and opened his mouth. Even when he went anywhere, someone would carry him on his back, or it would be a carriage.

Even so, he often felt that he had suffered and lost his temper with his parents and elders.

And little Aning, as long as he has something to eat and can do less work, he can cheer for joy.

Her happiness came so simple, just to suffer less.

However, you must know that she is still only a half-grown child, and she should be a carefree age.

Sun Chao thought about it and fell silent.

The other three teenagers were also silent.

Obviously, at this moment, they all had the same thoughts as Sun Chao.

Time passed minute by minute.

The sky gradually became brighter.

Little Aning picked a few red wild flowers from the side of the road, stuck them in the hair of the four teenagers, and giggled.

The four teenagers looked at the wild flowers on each other's heads and smiled.

A ray of morning light shines from the sky.

Looking into the distance, you can see the sun rising slowly.

Sun Chao stared blankly at the rising sun in the distance, and was greatly shocked in his heart.

After living for so many years, he discovered for the first time that the sky in the morning is so beautiful.

At this moment, thousands of emotions surged from the bottom of my heart.

He actually had the idea of ​​letting time stop at this moment forever.

Apart from him, the other three teenagers also felt a long-lost sense of satisfaction.

Even though he was still hungry, he was still doing this job, and there were all kinds of unknown bird calls and mosquito bites that could not be avoided.

But they just feel happy and content.

In such a beautiful atmosphere, even the little resentment that Fang Xiu had originally dissipated a lot.

Unfortunately.
This feeling didn't last long.

After half an hour.

The tired teenagers finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Little Aning, how long do we have to go?"

Little Aning said: "Walk for more than an hour and we will be there."

It has been more than half an hour, and there is another hour to go!
Just to sell four bags of sting melons?

Could it be that the sting melons cannot be sold in the nearby market?
Qian Yong frowned and said, "Is there no market nearby?"

Little Aning said: "Yes! Master Er took Er once before and bought strings of candied haws for Er."

"Then why don't you sell it there? You have to travel so far?"

Sun Chao immediately raised the question in his heart.

Little Aning was slightly taken aback when she heard this question.

The little head thought for a long time, shook his head, and said: "I don't know, anyway, Lord E is going to Wangji Town to sell melons."

When Qian Yong heard this, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Although I don't know why the old man insisted on running so far to sell melons, they definitely wouldn't do it.

"Little Aning, let's not run so far. Where is the nearest market, you take us there, sell the melons early, and go back early to help your grandfather."

Qian Yong quickly made a decision, looked at Xiao Aning, and said so.

When little Aning heard this, he fell into hesitation.

After all, before selling anything, I would go to Wangji Town to sell it, and I had never gone to a nearby market.

"Don't worry, it's just four bags of sting melons. It's the same wherever you sell it. Just sell it in the nearby market."

Seeing that little Aning hesitated, Qian Yong tried to persuade him again.

After struggling for a long time, Xiao Aning finally nodded and said, "Okay, I will listen to you."

"Lead the way ahead."

"Ah."

Little Aning turned around and walked ahead.

Qian Yong and the others followed behind.

After two or three sticks of incense.

Under the guidance of Xiao Aning, Qian Yong and the others came to a small market.

Vendors set up stalls along both sides of the road, selling everything.

The chants full of spirit can be heard endlessly, adding a bit of lively atmosphere to the place.

It is not the first time for Xiao Aning to come to the market, but every time she comes, she will feel very excited. It is not just that you can eat good food when you come to the market.

In fact, she has gone to the market so many times with her grandfather, and so far she has only eaten a bunch of candied haws. She still remembers the taste of it, which is very sweet.

The reason why I am excited is because I can see new things that I can't see in the village when I come here.

For example, hairpins for girls, and some novel gadgets, such as masks made of unknown things, and the little old man who makes sugar figurines.

Once, she stood in front of someone's stall and watched them make sugar, and she was in a daze for half an hour without even moving.

Although it's just a small market that couldn't be smaller, everything here still makes this little Aning, who grew up in the village and can be happy for a long time with just a little less work, feel extremely novel.

"I didn't expect that there is a market in this place, but it looks a bit small."

Sun Chao carried the gourd on his shoulders and walked along the road, looking around curiously.

It was the first time he had seen such a market and found it very interesting.

"Where there are people, there is a market. This is an inevitable thing. It is not adjacent to the county town, let alone the prefectural city. It is normal for the villagers to organize a market spontaneously."

Liu Bin, who was obsessed with the ways of merchants, stood up and explained.

"I see."

Sun Chao nodded, feeling that what he said was reasonable.

"Stop talking, find a good place to occupy, we have to find a way to sell these four bags of melons!"

Qian Yong opened his mouth to remind.

In Chang'an, although he was extravagant, his character was not bad, he never bullied others, let alone tripped others behind his back.

Coming here, his character still hasn't changed much.

Therefore, the other three were also willing to listen to him.

"Okay, listen to you, Brother Qian!"

Another boy, who was Qian Yong's lackey, hurriedly agreed.

Although the other two teenagers did not agree, they also listened to his words and began to look for a suitable position.

After half a stick of incense, they finally found a suitable place.

Before the first buyer came to the door, he saw a few strong men with big arms and round waists approaching.

"Where do you guys come from, stalls are not allowed here, do you know?"

Hearing this, Qian Yong frowned slightly, and really wanted to say: Where did I come from to have anything to do with you!And why not allow stalls!
Before he could say anything, he heard Sun Chao from the side say, "They're all here too."

Sun Chao said while pointing at the others.

The strong man in the lead sneered and said, "Everyone paid the money, where's your money!"

"You have to pay for setting up a stall outside the city, where in the world is there such a thing!"

Sun Chao was startled for a moment, and then said with righteous indignation.

Hearing this, the leading strong man's expression changed a little, he looked up and down at Sun Chao and the others, frowned, and asked, "Where did you come from? You look like your skinny and tender flesh. He is the young master of a rich family, and he came here to sell some sting melons."

"You have no right to know our identities!"

There was no fear in Qian Yong's eyes, and his tone was flat.

The leading strong man glanced at him and said coldly:

"To tell you the truth, this area is all my land. Do you want to set up a stall? Yes! Don't set up a stall on my land!
I have already reminded you today, if you still dare to set up a stall here next time, even if I beat you up, I will take the blame when you get to the yamen! "

After finishing speaking, the leading strong man took a few people and wandered elsewhere.

The four teenagers looked at each other, and they could see the seriousness in each other's eyes.

They are clear.

The strong man in front of him let them go, he just didn't want to cause trouble.

If they still dare to set up a stall here, I'm afraid they will provoke a severe beating.

"Brother Yong, what should we do next?"

Sun Chao looked at Qian Yong and asked.

Qian Yong was silent for a while, looked at Xiao Aning, and asked, "Are there any other markets near here?"

Little Aning thought for a while, then nodded: "There is one more."

"Take us there."

"it is good!"

then.

Little Aning and the four teenagers left here with sting melons on their backs.

It's time for another stick of incense.

The four of them came to another market not too far away.

Compared with the previous market, this market is even bigger.

Liu Bin quickly found a suitable position.

After setting up the gourds, the four of them sat there quietly, waiting for someone to buy them.

Time passed minute by minute.

After a stick of incense, no one came to ask the price, and no one even looked here at all.

Liu Bin sat on the spot, looking at the passers-by coming and going, feeling a little dazed.

He really didn't understand why no one asked the price among so many passers-by.

Could it be that all the people around here don't eat sting melon?

"Our sting melon looks fine, right? Why doesn't anyone buy it?"

After another incense stick of time, Liu Bin finally couldn't help asking.

The other three teenagers, plus a little Aning, all had the same idea.

Why is no one buying it?
Just when they were puzzled, a voice came from beside them.

"Every household in our area grows sting melons, who do you think you are going to sell these sting melons to?"

As soon as this word comes out.

Qian Yong and the others were all dumbfounded.

No wonder no one wants to buy it. It turns out that everyone has it.

At this moment, Qian Yong and the others suddenly understood why little Aning's father took him so far to sell sting melons in Wangji Town.

That's because it's impossible to sell it around here!

"Looking at it this way, we still have to go to Wangji Town."

Qian Yong was silent for a few breaths, before speaking.

"It's been delayed for so long, do you still want to go?"

Sun Chao felt physically and mentally exhausted. If he went again, his legs might break.

"It's okay if you don't go. Let's not eat for a few days. How about eating after all these sting melons are sold?"

Qian Yong looked at Sun Chao and said expressionlessly.

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Sun Chao was silent for a while, and said solemnly: "The ancients said that it is never too late to mend a dead sheep. I think we should buy the sting melon today."

On the side, Liu Bin nodded and said, "Okay, that's it."

With that said, the four of them put the sting melons on the ground back together, carried them on their backs, and planned to leave.

just.

They hadn't taken two steps when they saw two thin men in police uniforms approaching.

"Have you paid your city tax?"

city ​​tax?

What is that?
All of them were stunned, with blank expressions on their faces.

Seeing this, the policeman showed an impatient expression on his face, and said angrily: "You want to leave before the city tax is paid? How can there be such a good thing in the world!"

Hearing this, Qian Yong frowned and asked, "What is city tax?"

Hearing Qian Yong's voice, the policeman looked him up and down.

At first glance, he knew that he was the heir of a rich family, but he didn't know why he came to the market dressed like this.

"The so-called city tax means that if you sell things here, you have to pay taxes to the imperial court!"

The voice just fell.

Sun Chao said hurriedly: "But we haven't sold anything yet!"

"You have to pay city tax if you don't sell anything!"

The catch is firm.

at this time.

Liu Bin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, Prime Minister Fang had already made changes to the business tax last year. We don't sell anything at all on weekdays, and we don't earn any money. For silver, you don’t have to pay any business tax!”

"So I really don't understand, who asked you to collect commercial taxes like this, is it your officials here, or you can't be Fang Xiang yourself?"

(End of this chapter)