Poison doctor Niangzi Shanlihan

Chapter 139
When Zhao Zicheng came back from his work, he saw Lin Xiaofu sewing clothes, so he couldn't help looking at her with bright eyes.

"Husband, have all the vegetables been planted?" Lin Xiaofu looked up at him, deliberately not explaining about the needlework.

"Well, it's all planted." Zhao Zicheng came back to his senses and quickly explained.

Lin Xiaolu moved the stool over and was very courteous to this powerful brother-in-law.

"Then let's go up the mountain to pick fungus in the afternoon. It may grow again. It's good to find some mushrooms. We also have to go to the bamboo forest to see."

Lin Xiaofu immediately talked about a bunch of plans, full of enthusiasm.

If she doesn't go back to Zhao's house, she feels like a bird flying out of the cage, free and full of hope.

"The pan is not enough." Zhao Zicheng reminded Lin Xiaofu.

"That's right..." Lin Xiaofu frowned immediately, then suddenly looked at Zhao Zicheng, and said with a smile, "Then we'll come back from chopping the bamboo, and you weave the pan."

"...I won't." Zhao Zicheng was startled and shook his head in embarrassment.

"Don't you know how to weave fishing nets?" Lin Xiaofu was puzzled.

"Fishing nets and pans are two different things." Zhao Zicheng couldn't laugh or cry.

"That's right..." Lin Xiaofu was lost in thought again.

"Why don't you wait for the fungus and bamboo shoots at home to dry out and then go up the mountain?" Lin Yu suggested from the side.

"No, I have a solution!" Lin Xiaofu suddenly raised his eyebrows, then laughed, and looked at Lin Yushi.

"You can make custom-made panjis. I remember that Grandpa Yang San can weave these. Did you buy bamboo from my house before?"

"That's because he took an order from the town and came to buy it because his family didn't have enough bamboo. His family has a bamboo forest, so there's no need for us to buy it."

Lin Yu quickly explained the reason, and she already understood what the big girl wanted to do.

"Ah?" Lin Xiaofu was discouraged immediately, and said awkwardly, "I still want to exchange bamboo, but I forgot that his family also has a bamboo forest."

"Then let's trade it for fish. A pan is like [-] cents, and a basket is [-] cents? I remember Dad used to do this too."

Lin Xiaofu thought for a long time, came up with an idea, and then looked at Zhao Zicheng, ready to exchange the remaining fish for a pan.

"That's the price when you sell it in the town. If you sell it to the villagers, it can be cheaper. Go and bargain." Lin Yu said hastily.

"I'm going now." Lin Xiaofu handed the needle and thread back to his mother, then got up and pulled Zhao Zicheng out.

The Yang family was ready to cook lunch, and Grandpa Yang San was sitting in the yard, making strips of bamboo strips. He couldn't help but be surprised to see them walk in.

"Girl Xiaofu, is there not enough food? I can't afford to eat so many fish." Grandpa Yang San said with a smile.

"Third Grandpa, you can afford it, but we don't want food, we want a pan." Lin Xiaofu explained his purpose straight to the point.

"Exchange fish for a pan?" Grandpa Yang San was stunned, and then laughed loudly, "Okay, it seems that I have a good fortune."

After the food was exchanged, the price of the fish was already there, and the panji naturally also had a price, so there was nothing to bargain for.

However, Grandpa Yang San still took the initiative to say: "How many pan pans do you want? You buy three, and I will give you a sewing basket. You need it."

"Okay, then I want six pan pans. If you have them in stock, give them to me. If you don't have them, make them for me as soon as possible. I still have fish at home. You can take them first, or you can remember to take them next time. They are all alive."

Lin Xiaofu immediately stated the terms of the exchange.

"Okay, I have two at home, you take them first, and I can give you two sewing baskets first, and I will let your third grandma get them in the afternoon, and if you don't have enough, you can give them to me tomorrow."

Grandpa Yang San readily agreed.

(End of this chapter)