The farmhouse's fierce wife is the master of the house

Chapter 93

After Ye Xiangchun walked a few steps, he heard the old man driving the car shouting from behind: "Little girl, I can stay in this Tianjiazhuang for two hours. If you can come back in time, I will take you back with me."

When Ye Xiangchun heard this, he quickly turned around and waved, "Thank you, old man. I will definitely come back. If it's a little later, please wait for me at the intersection. It won't be too late."

In ancient times, there were no clocks and clocks, and the calculation of time depended on the sky and the position of the sun.Therefore, it is not easy for Ye Xiangchun to judge the exact time, so he can only make an agreement first.

The old man agreed loudly, waved his hand, and drove away with the ox cart.

Ye Xiangchun went to the town with a small basket and her floral cloth pole.

This town is not too small, if there is a city wall, it can catch up with a city.

Today is not the day to go to the market, there are not many people in the town.It is estimated that it has been raining for two days.

The main street is called Zhengyang Street. The street is not wide, but the houses on both sides have been turned into shops, selling everything from tables, chairs and furniture to small pots and pans.

There are also street stalls on the street, with vegetables in baskets, rice in bags, fish in baskets, and chickens and ducks in cages.

But no one yelled, if no one asked the price, the whole street would be a little bit depressed.

Ye Xiangchun had only seen ancient markets on TV, but now that he was there, he felt like he was swimming in a painting at first.

But after walking half a street, Ye Xiangchun didn't even bother to look around.Because there is no money in his pocket, he can only stare at everything.

For a while, she couldn't think of where to find a job as a part-time job; she wanted to find an opportunity to do a small business without capital.

When Ye Xiangchun went out, he brought six head flowers, and gave three to the old man driving the car, and now he still has three.

Although the head flowers are very delicate, but there are too many of them, and you can barely set up a street stall to attract a few girls who love beauty but have no money to choose from.But if there are only three left in your hands, who will sell them to?

There is also a bracelet carved from elm wood.Elm wood is not precious, what is rare is that the piece of wood happens to be a wart, and its texture is hard and reddish brown.

Ye Xiangchun designed it for a long time, and it took He Jingyu four days to carve it into a bracelet with the pattern of mountains, rivers, water and moon.

Ye Xiangchun took out the bracelet and put it on, rubbing it back and forth with his fingertips as he walked, and at the same time looking for a suitable place to sell it.

At the end of the street, Ye Xiangchun saw a pawn shop.She pondered for a while, and went in to check the market.

The front of the pawn shop is not big, but it is quite spacious inside.

In the lobby, five counters are placed side by side, and there are screens between the counters to ensure that people on the left and right will not see each other's pawned things.

And behind each counter sits a middle-aged or elderly man with a deep and steady temperament, who should be the court priest in charge of the valuation at the front desk of the pawnshop.

Perhaps it was because of Ye Xiangchun's slightly cramped appearance, coupled with the worn clothes on her body, and her young age, a boy who looked like a buddy came over to guide her soon.Take her to a counter on the far right.

Ye Xiangchun didn't sit down either, and directly stretched out the hand with the elm bracelet, and said politely: "I just want to ask, can this be pawned?"

"This?" The man in his forties glanced at Ye Xiangchun's hand, shook his head reluctantly and smiled, and said, "Little girl, this is not an antique."

(End of this chapter)