Looking at Yang Debiao's appearance, he shouldn't have cheated his brothers and sisters at this price, so a live chicken can be exchanged for ten liters of brown rice, but the eldest sister said that it can be exchanged for one liter before, even if the chicken taken by Daddy Han was killed, but Fumanlou is a restaurant, and the difference between the prey received is dead or alive is not big, and even if there are some differences, it will not be ten times different, does that mean that they have cheated Daddy Han?

Han Chuxue secretly wrote down this, and Dazhu had already told the guy that he was going to change the rice.

Han Chuxue hurriedly pulled him, "Big brother, we don't change brown rice, we want white rice." ”

When Dazhu heard this, his face immediately turned embarrassed, and after thinking about it, he said to the guy, "Can you change less brown rice and some white rice for us?" ”

Fulu grain shop is the largest grain shop in Huaiji Town, and the Luo family is famous, so many croppers are here to exchange grain and buy grain, like Dazhu is not a lot of requirements, most people are reluctant to eat white rice, but if there are sick people or something in the family, they will need some white rice porridge, so the guy didn't have any special reaction when he heard this request, and still said with a smile, "Yes, little brother, you can exchange forty liters of brown rice for three liters of white rice." ”

In other words, brown rice and white rice are more than three to one, so it's no wonder that most farmers are reluctant to eat white rice.

Of course, Han Chuxue has no scruples, she has eaten the brown rice, not to mention the problem of nutrition or not, just the strength of the throat scraping makes her not want to taste it a second time.

"Then if we change all this cloth to white rice, how many liters can we exchange?"

All for white rice?

The guy looked at her with some surprise, and saw that although she was young, she looked old, so he reached out and touched the cloth, and thought for a while, "You can change it for seventeen liters." ”

This is indeed a muslin cloth with a dense texture, and it is okay to exchange a little more white rice for them.

After calculating it in his heart, knowing that the price really didn't lie to them, Han Chuxue nodded, "Then exchange it for seventeen liters of white rice." ”

"Little sister." Dazhu was anxious, pulled her over and said, "Fifty liters of brown rice can be eaten by our family for ten days, if we change all to white rice, we can't eat it for a few days." ”

The Han family wants ten liters of rice a day, and Dazhu said that he can eat it for ten days, it must be mixed with wild vegetables and sweet potatoes, Han Chuxue sighed secretly, "Big brother, I said, as long as we work together, our family will definitely get better, today we can exchange seventeen liters of white rice back, tomorrow we can exchange more white rice, don't you say?" ”

After speaking, she looked at Dazhu with a puzzled look, "Or does the eldest brother want to have this rice for the next few days without working hard, and then talk about it after eating?" ”

"Of course not." After Dazhu finished answering loudly, he saw that everyone else had come over, and immediately lowered his head in embarrassment.

After thinking about it, he said in a low voice, "But little sister, this wild thing can't fight so much every day, and if you change it directly, you can't change it so much." ”

A cold light flashed in Han Chuxue's eyes, "Big brother, as long as we work hard, the wild things will definitely be able to fight more and more, as for the exchange of food, we will not exchange food with Fumanlou in the future." ”

"What?" Hearing the big pillar in front of him, he nodded his head with some reason, but he was a little blindsided in the back, if he didn't change it with Fumanlou, who would he change it with?

Dazhu also said before that this Huaiji town is a must for merchants from the north and south, and there must be no shortage of merchants like Yang Debiao, even if he can't give Yang Debiao such a high price, it is impossible to only give one-tenth like Fumanlou. So Han Chuxue is not worried about the sale of wild things at all, but there are some things that should be understood by Dazhu, and he still has to let him understand.

"Big brother, you think Brother Yang is a sincere person, right?"

"yes." Da Zhu nodded without thinking too much, how could he not be a sincere person if he could exchange a muslin for five chickens for himself.

"He is such a sincere businessman, and the price he gives should be the most sincere, right?"

Dazhu thought about it, but nodded, this is really true.

"In the past, my father could only exchange a pheasant with Fumanlou for one liter of brown rice, but today we can exchange it with Brother Yang, but it can be exchanged for ten liters, do you say that we still have to continue to exchange food with him in this Fumanlou?"

That's right, Da Zhu just remembered this stubble, even if his number of mouths is not very good, how big the difference between the two is can still be seen at once, this Fumanlou is not sincere.

"We won't change with them in the future."

Han Chuxue nodded with satisfaction, and the children can be taught.

While he was still angry and being pitted, Han Chuxue pulled the muslin cloth he was holding in his arms and handed it to the guy on the side, "This little brother, let's exchange seventeen liters of white rice." ”

The guy who had been waiting on the side for a long time was afraid that something would happen again, so he immediately took it, "Okay, I'll help you measure it right away." ”

In the Dachang Dynasty ten liters for a bucket, note that the bucket and liter here are a kind of container, not a measure word, the cold early snow to see that guy to measure rice, a liter is about five catties, seventeen liters is about eighty-five catties.

Well, a piece of cloth can be exchanged for so many meters, Han Chuxue has to sigh, the cloth of the Dachang Dynasty is worth a lot.

Touching her little chin, she thought about it, this kind of old and valuable cloth can be produced by itself.

But this question can be left behind, and now the question is, how is she going to transport so much rice home?

If she is alone, it will be easy to do, as long as she stuffs it into the storage bracelet, but now there is a big pillar following, and she doesn't want to expose her identity as an immortal cultivator, so it is impossible to use this trick, so she has a headache, and she can't carry this nearly 100 catties of rice home without magic weapons or spells.

However, Dazhu obviously didn't worry about this problem, looking at the pile of big white rice, the baby was already happy to have teeth and eyes.

The guy was still clever, and when he saw that the bamboo basket on the back of the big pillar obviously couldn't hold so much rice, he went to get two big baskets over, and a full load just loaded the nearly 100 catties of rice.

"I don't think it's easy for you to take it, so I'll lend you this pair of baskets."

Da Zhu rubbed his hands happily, "Thank you, little brother, don't worry, I will pay you back when we come to town next time." ”

The guy smiled and answered, sent the brother and sister out of the door, and saw a donkey outside the door and smiled, "So you brought a donkey, you thought really thoughtfully." ”

Han Chuxue's eyes lit up, yes, how did you forget about this goods.

Outside the door, a certain donkey stared at the guy with a pair of donkey eyes, what should I do if I want to smoke him?

Han Chuxue's answer was that it didn't have to be done, it was a third-order spirit beast that didn't carry food, so it couldn't let Dazhu, a mortal, carry such a heavy grain and walk more than ten miles.

So with the help of the guy, Dazhu hung two big baskets, one left and one right, on a donkey, and under the warning of the cold early snow's slightly squinted eyes, a certain donkey who was full of reluctance could only endure it with tears.