The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 270 Farmer’s Market by the River
Jing Li shook her head: "I guess it won't be that soon. The autumn harvest will be here soon. Except for the refugees, every family has to go back to work on the autumn harvest, including our own family."

"This delay will take at least half a month. It is estimated that the second floor will be gone until September. It will be good to tidy up the inside and outside before it snows in winter."

Jingli went to the paper-making mill for another inspection. After she injured her leg, she basically just wandered around the construction site and school. The paper-making mill was a little further away and she hadn't been there for a while.

The papermaking workshop has now expanded a lot, and the entire process area is clearly divided.

Mrs. Su was wearing a sun hat and directing people to fish for paper.Even those with loud voices can hear it from far away: "Pay attention! Success or failure depends on this move. Cheer up and don't give me any perfunctory work."

Seeing her daughter coming, Mrs. Su hurriedly came over and scolded: "My legs are not yet strong enough, why are you running so far!"

"Okay, it's all healed. If you don't believe it, just look at it!" Jingli jumped up and down in fear that Su Shi wouldn't believe it.

Su Shi quickly stopped: "Take good care of me. Why are you fooling around when it's okay?"

A woman who was stripping materials in the paper mill asked Bo He's eldest daughter-in-law, "Is that the boss's girl?"

Uncle He's daughter-in-law said while chopping the bark of the tree with a machete: "Yes, the foundation of this area was built by this girl!"

"Emma!" The woman gasped with wide eyes: "This girl was reincarnated by a fairy. How can she be so powerful!"

Both the paper mill and the wine shop were expanding their operations, and the construction site was heavily manned. Jingli was injured and delayed for a while.

Wanbaoquan's roads are now paved wider and wider, and many boys have followed him outside. Even Tian Gengzi from Beishan Village, Wang Dun'er and Wang Youcai's second son, have also followed him outside.

Every month, you have to take time to trade on the other side of the river. The production level there is backward, and you rely on caravans to buy things. The prices are ridiculously expensive, and the transactions must be real gold and silver.

It's different when you trade by the Beishui River. It's just across the river. People don't require you to trade gold and silver. Bartering is also possible.

Sometimes if you are lucky, you can make a small fortune through it.

From this, a group of grassland nomads sprang up, specializing in picking up items that were inconvenient to travel long distances to trade. They packed up the belongings of each family in the tribe and drove a few vehicles to trade, and they could also make some money in the process.

With such a division, the manpower in the village is somewhat stretched.

People from Beishan Village next door, their relatives ask around and ask people to find connections, just to make more money during this season.

Otherwise, when the house is finished and the manpower is moved out, there will be so many people in the house, old and young, that there will be no need for help.

Naturally, the villages adjacent to Lao Beishan also heard about this.

Who doesn't want to make some cash these days? Besides, I heard that the owner is very generous, and the money is settled very quickly. It's not like those wealthy landlords who shout around and don't treat people as human beings, and they have to do all kinds of things when settling the accounts. Find reasons to withhold some money.

This woman was from Wujiagou behind Lao Beishan. She came here to help with work, and the round trip was nearly twenty miles. But the money came quickly, and even if she walked a little further, there would still be people.

The woman looked at Mrs. Su with envy. She was so skinny and had no body fat. How could she be so good at giving birth? She was just a girl, and she had to bear the weight of ten or eight other sons.

Jingli had been active for a few days, and just in time for the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, Jing Dafu took people to the other side of the river. Wanbaoquan was about to run outside. Jing Dafu basically took over the business on the other side of the river.

The first night, the old blacksmith led his people to pack iron pots, kettles and other iron products, as well as some coarse fabrics, tea leaves and other items.

Early the next morning, Shen Zhiming, the guard of Shen, led a group of brothers to build the pontoon bridge early.

As soon as they crossed the river, someone was saying hello on the other side: "Shen Tou, brother Jing!" Jing Li took a look, ha!It's an acquaintance!

The visitor was none other than Liu Kui's friend Hassan. As soon as the transaction started, he came here after hearing the news. Now it has developed into a caravan.

Sometimes there were so many people placing orders that they would light cigarettes on the other side of the river without even waiting for the next meeting. When Jing Dafu saw this, he would cross the river to negotiate the items he needed to purchase.

When Hassan saw Jingli, he hurriedly stepped forward to say hello: "How are you, Lord Wolf!"

Jingli nodded: "Brother Hassan's business is getting bigger and bigger now. I'm afraid you are in charge of several tribes!"

Hassan bowed again and saluted: "Thanks to the Wolf Lord, Hassan travels among several tribes, no one dares to rob him, and the business is doing well!"

The sun rises slowly, and there are more and more people on the grassland.

Some came with their families and carriages to join in the fun, and some came alone.

There are more businessmen like Hassan who focus on trade.

"Sister-in-law, you have to look at the fabric. This fabric is thick, durable and resistant to stains. It's cold in winter, so just add some cotton to survive the winter!" Little Cuiniang was haggling with someone while holding a piece of fabric.

This woman was very money-minded. After following Jing Dafu and the others several times, she no longer earned the money from the paper mill, and she was preoccupied with this.

Just kidding, if you do well on this day, you will need hundreds of taels of silver to sell and add the deposit for the next time. Leaving aside the cost of labor, you will still get a few dozen taels of silver. Xiao Cuiniang no longer likes the papermaking mill. That’s three melons and two dates.

After some haggling, the woman was very generous and took away nearly half of the cloth on the stall.

Seeing this, Xiao Cuiniang hurriedly called Erlang: "Hurry up, go back and ask the old lady and the others to bring more fabrics."

The market had just opened in the morning and it was not yet noon. According to Xiao Cuiniang's experience this time, by the time the sun sets, at least a few more batches of materials will have to be sold.

Erlang hurried back and asked his family to replenish the supplies.

"Old man, this horse of yours may not be an authentic Hequ horse. Look at the color of the coat, teeth, and body shape. You can't be so deceptive!"

Zhao Orion is looking after the horses with someone. This year, the ranch cannot be fully operated. He can only pick up good horses here, raise them with good materials for a few months, and then sell them to Chen Zhongyu and the others. The amount of money transferred in the middle is also a lot of money.

The father-in-law was not upset when someone saw it through. He said with a smile on his face: "My boss, you are a discerning man. You should know that the Hequ horse is not from us. It must have come from the south."

"In these days of war, with strict control that can be used as a war horse, how can we have the skills to get one?"

"However, don't underestimate this horse," the old man patted the horse's back and said, "Although it is not as good as the Hequ horse, many of the war horses in your military camp are not as good as this!"

Jingli was watching the excitement when she heard someone exclaiming. When she took a quick look, she saw smoke billowing in the distance and horses neighing. It was obvious that someone was coming, and there were quite a few people coming.

Those who were still trading quickly packed up their belongings, hid in carriages, hid under stalls, and ran around in panic.

Shen Zhiming and others came over on horseback and said to Jingli, "Girl, it looks like the horse bandits are here!"

(End of this chapter)