Don't panic when fleeing famine, the farm system is busy raising cubs to get rich

Chapter 122 The Grain Shopkeeper's Soft and Hard Pain

After successfully loading the grain into the car, An Liang and An Dong drove the car, and the three went to the grain store.

The rest of the family continued to peel peanuts, and they could peel forty to fifty catties in a day, but this is already very good, after all, they have to be peeled by hand, and their fingers hurt.

But now, they don't care about the pain in their fingers at all, and they are all looking forward to the restaurant banquet for a while.

One, two, three, four, five, six, all the people added up, no one has eaten in a restaurant, can you not look forward to it and get excited?

On Xia Qiyue's side, hurry up to the grain store, because she has already exceeded the appointment time yesterday, and she is afraid that the manager of the grain store will not grind it for her.

When she arrived at the grain store, the shopkeeper was standing respectfully at the door of the grain store to see off the customers.

It looked respectful and humble, and Xia Qiyue couldn't help but look at the carriage in front of him a few more times because of the attached primary school's humble appearance.

Xia Qiyue didn't get out of the carriage until the carriage in front was far away, and walked towards the door.

"The shopkeeper... didn't delay your business, did you?" Xia Qiyue said as she walked, and the carriage behind her was driven by Liangzi Dongzi and approached the door of the shop.

"Ah, you're here, just in time, it's too early to have time! Let the carriage go to the backyard! Just tell the people there!"

The shopkeeper said indifferently, then entered the shop and ignored it.

Xia Qiyue had no choice but to let the two drive the carriage to the backyard of the grain store.

The door opened as soon as it knocked, Xia Qiyue said what she wanted, and a middle-aged man who seemed to be in charge of the backyard led her inside.

After weighing, the rice was carried in, but Xia Qiyue asked to follow in, and they agreed.

They only thought that Xia Qiyue was a relative of the shopkeeper or something, so they didn't intend to make things difficult.

Xia Qiyue looked at Stubborn Donkey who was pulling the millstone round and round outside the millstone, his eyes were blindfolded, and he was so curious.

In her previous life, she had seen this kind of grinding disc when she was a child. At that time, her grandma took her to grind fried rice to eat. It would not be too delicious to eat with yogurt.

That kind of cream is not sent out, it is fermented from milk, that is, the kind of cream that can rely on yellow to produce oil.

Xia Qiyue watched and saw that the light yellow rice was slowly being ground into white and translucent rice, which was a miracle.

But as soon as the rice came out, the backyard manager couldn't stay any longer. After greeting Xia Qiyue, he hurried back to the grain store.

Xia Qiyue didn't pay much attention to it, she just thought that she had something to do, but unexpectedly, not long after, the shopkeeper rushed over, and she realized that the manager in the backyard ran away after seeing her rice.

The shopkeeper ran over panting, without bothering to say hello to Xia Qiyue, ran up and grabbed the freshly ground rice and looked at it carefully.

Rubbing, sniffing and biting, he was still chanting, "Good, wonderful, fine! I have worked with grain all my life, and I have never seen such high-quality polished rice. This is really the top-quality fine rice!"

Next to it, the manager in the backyard hurried forward, "I'm right, shopkeeper, this is the finest polished rice. This kind of rice has a strong and fragrant fragrance, which can be smelled far away.

Xia Qiyue looked at the two people who were completely studying themselves as decorations, and then looked at the two worried people who were guarding the carriage behind them, approached the shopkeeper calmly, and asked a question out of nowhere

"Is it good rice?"

The shopkeeper was terrified, and threw the small handful of rice in his hand on the ground.

"Oh...Girl, you scared me to death!"

Xia Qiyue nodded, "Shopkeeper, you scared me to death!"

If there was a disagreement, she ran over anxiously and began to study her food, but she agreed to give the money, so how could the shopkeeper take her food to study without asking?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for this girl. It's the little one who saw that your rice is good rice, so I went to find the shopkeeper to give it to Zhang Zhangyan. I'm really sorry..."

Before the shopkeeper could speak, the person in charge in the backyard hurriedly stood up and apologized.

"I know that my rice is high-grade polished rice. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother to come here to grind rice. Wouldn't it be good to buy ready-made rice? Because this rice is delicious, that's why I came to grind rice. !" Xia Qiyue said proudly as if showing off.

The shopkeeper couldn't help it, and knelt down to pick up the rice that he accidentally dropped.

"Come and pick it up, my little one, the shopkeeper..." The steward of the backyard...

The two of them picked up the rice just like this, but Xia Qiyue didn't care how much it was, if someone helped her grind the rice, she didn't pay much attention to a small handful of rice, mainly because she was afraid of being misunderstood as selling rice.

Even if you want to sell it, you have to let them beg themselves, so that you can sell it at a good price.

Sure enough, when the second round was finished and the third round was finished, the shopkeeper couldn't bear it anymore and came over to talk to her.

"Little girl, did you grow this rice yourself?"

Xia Qiyue asked and turned around, first glanced at the two people beside the carriage in the distance, and saw that they couldn't hear them, so she said, "No!"

"No? Can you tell me where this rice comes from?"

Xia Qiyue frowned, looking very embarrassed.

"It's okay, if the other party doesn't want others to know, I won't spread the word!" The shopkeeper was eager to know, so he quickly agreed.

Xia Qiyue shook her head, "It's not that I don't want people to know, it's just that my sister is more introverted and doesn't want to get in touch with people too much, and she doesn't want to go to crowded places, so I don't know if I would like to sell rice to you!"

The shopkeeper was surprised, was it a woman who planted the rice?
But that's not the point. "Little girl, can I go alone? Don't bring other people, so you won't disturb your sister!"

Xia Qiyue complained in her heart, don't you know where my house is after you go?People who live in rented houses, refugees who fled from famine all the way, where do you get rice to sell to you?
So she changed the subject, "My elder sister, Xijing, doesn't want outsiders to go to her house. If the shopkeeper really wants to, she can tell me the price of the grain, and I'll tell her back. If you are willing to sell it to the shopkeeper, I will ask my sister to bring it to you! But my sister always wants to go out when there are fewer people on the street, and the shopkeeper has to wait a little longer before closing!"

Naturally, she foreshadowed her other identity, and Xia Qiyue was very proud.

"Good, good! This is really great, girl, the high-grade polished rice in our shop costs twelve copper coins a catty, and your grain is better than the high-grade ones. I get fourteen cents in silver, how about it?"

Xia Qiyue shook her head, "Shopkeeper, you are not doing business with me. I don't sell these in my hands. I can't eat enough for myself. I can only convey it to you. If my sister doesn't sell Shishiwen, then I won't be able to sell it within three days." Come! If you agree to sell, she will send rice!"

The shopkeeper smiled, glanced at Xia Qiyue's food greedily, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I see, then pass the word to your sister, just say...just say I will take her food for fifteen cents a catty ! I have been waiting in the store for the past three days, and it closes very late! Be sure to convey it!"

Xia Qiyue showed some embarrassment, and waved the shopkeeper's big hand, "This milled rice will be free for you! No money!"

"Alright, let's pass on the message."

(End of this chapter)