Traveling through ancient farming

Chapter 135 Ten Money

The leader of the aunt is the aunt Changchun.

Changchun stole her money and ran away without a trace.My mother-in-law didn't let me find someone.During the Chinese New Year this year, there is no trace of meat on the table.Not counting the delay in the son's marriage for a few years, life is much sadder.

Hearing that Chang Ming sold small fish to make money, his eyes lit up.Take Yuan Bao to inquire with the three aunts and eight women in the village.

Aunt Changchun took out a handful of peanuts, handed them to Yuan Bao with a heartache on her face, and said with a smile.

"Seeing you go up the mountain to catch small fish, how much did you sell for it? Tell my auntie, so she can open her eyes."

Yuan Bao was not stupid, he ate the peanuts in a hurry, and said perfunctorily, "A bucket of fish sells for ten cents. It's a hard-earned money. Do you want to come and earn this money?"

"Haha. Ten cents, let's forget about it. You earn it yourself!" Aunt Changchun was disgusted when she heard ten cents.

Catching fish in the winter only sells it for ten cents all day long, and stays on the mountain all day.The money came too hard.forget it.Auntie Changchun likes money, and so does Shiwen Qian.But the interest of ten pennies drove his man to go up the mountain to catch fish.

After all, he was still a person with a little brain, and asked suspiciously: "Shiwen Qian, you and Chang Ming are still running so fast. Who are you kidding!"

Yuan Bao rolled his eyes and said, "Believe it or not!"

The man sneered.

I never thought that Yuan Bao would be so shameless.

In order to dissuade these people from inquiring again, Yuan Bao rolled his eyes and began to complain.

"Ten cents is already much better. We can buy a few taels of meat. We separated and did not get any grain. The money we got was used to repair the house and then buy grain. There is not much left. Ten cents is also money, and it is already a lot of income. All right. Embroidery can be sold for less than ten cents a day."

Aunt Changchun raised her eyebrows and said deliberately.

"That's right, you can't earn ten cents a day from embroidery. If you keep selling small fish, you can make a lot of money in a year."

Yuan Bao chuckled, his eyes full of smiles.

"Where can it be sold for a year, that is, for the few days during the Chinese New Year. Many people who can't afford meat, buy some small fish and go back to fry noodles for the tooth-making festival. How can they be sold for the rest of the time."

The aunts all agreed.

indeed!

If you really want to afford meat, you won't buy small fish.People who buy small fish also buy a little bit at the tooth-fighting festival in winter.

A bucket of fish only sells for ten cents.Gritting your teeth can afford it.

Aunt Tuan looked at Yuan Bao full of pity.

Yuan Bao has no pressure.

On the first day of junior high school, the needle and thread could not be moved.Only play.If you are still busy on the first day of the new year, you will be busy in the coming year.Live in work every day.

This custom is quite kind to women.

Aunt Tuan saw that Yuan Bao was so pitiful, and then looked at the home he was allocated. Although the land was large, it was dilapidated everywhere.All of them were very charitable, and they grabbed a lot of melon seeds, peanuts and fried beans for Yuanbao to eat.

Ingots are not rejected.

The first day of junior high school is really happy!Although I didn't receive a red envelope, I received a lot of food.The auntie group is so awesome, the fried beans with melon seeds and peanuts can have a bowl.

Chang Ming gave Yuan Bao a thumbs up and asked, "These aunts are more stingy than the other, how can you get so much?"

Yuanbao thief Xixi showed Chang Ming the small bag at his waist, and said happily.

"I'm carrying this bag, and I can fit it close when they give it to me. I don't have any worries about the bag being too small. I prepared this bag specially for today."

It will work in the future too!
Chang Ming checked it over and over again, very interested, and asked, pointing to the folds at the bottom of the bag.

"What's this for? With this fold, the bag looks weird! It looks bulging, so fat! Nothing is in the bag, and the bag is also bulging."

(End of this chapter)