Mu He bought two buns when he saw her, thinking that she was going to sell them to her father and mother, so he didn't say much.

When I was going back by car, I met an aunt in the village, who looked at Mu Li with wide eyes and made sure that she was not wrong, so she came over to them and asked:

"Yo, I bought so many big bags and small bags, when did your family get rich?"

There were a big bag and a small bag on this car, and the two buckets were covered and I didn't know if there was anything inside.

"There is no food at home, and I can't borrow rice, so I have to cut some vegetables that are not ripe in the field and go to the town to sell, the small bags on this cart belong to my family, and the big bags are bought by others on behalf of us, this ox cart is still rented for two cents, Aunt Wu, do you have any money, can you lend me two cents? When our family has money, we will pay you back. Mu Li said pitifully.

Fortunately, today is selling loaches, not wine, for fear of soiling his clothes, so Mu Li is still wearing old clothes that can eat hundreds of meals.

It also added some credibility to her words.

"No money!" Seeing that this poor girl actually borrowed money from her, Aunt Wu replied without thinking about it, and then left without looking back, as if she was afraid that Mu Li would catch up and ask for money.

"A poor family, I can't afford two pennies and dare to rent an ox cart, how can I not kill you, I haven't been on an ox cart yet......"

scolded and left, the long-tongued woman in the village, Mu Li didn't care about her.

Rush home.

Seeing that he had bought so many things again, Sun was dissatisfied: "Isn't there still a lot of rice?" How do you still buy rice? ”

"The coarse rice was bought by Aunt Osmanthus on behalf of me, and the brown rice was used to return people, and we had to pay back the twenty catties of brown rice from the second uncle's family, so I bought one hundred catties." Mu Li said.

Mu Yongxing's twenty catties of brown rice were borrowed last year, but Mu Yongxing understood the difficulty of his eldest brother, so he said that he didn't have to pay it back.

Mu Dad Sun also felt that the second family was so rich that he didn't care about this brown rice, so he acquiesced.

But Mu Yongxing has a good heart, but his daughter-in-law Yang is not generous, of course, she didn't do anything against her own man, but when she saw Sun stabbing her from time to time, Mu Ran Mu Jin was under the 'leadership' of Yang, and often despised Mu Feng for this matter.

Twenty catties of brown rice is only forty wen, and he can't be talked about for this money, so Mu Li counted Mu Yongxing's family.

Sun didn't speak, Mu Li didn't care about her, took ten catties of coarse rice and came to Huaihua's house, and after explaining, he handed over the remaining forty-six Wen to Aunt Osmanthus.

As soon as I heard that it was sold for ninety-eight wen, not to mention Aunt Osmanthus, it was Grandma Liu, and I was taken aback.

"Xiaoli, you won't charge us with your own money, right?" Aunt Osmanthus asked, she estimated in her heart that one article was enough to buy five or six wen, but there were so many more.

"How can it, this is really the money that the fifteen are sold, but I saw that the purse in the embroidery pavilion is not coarse today, so I asked the price for you, Sister Hong said that the price of the purse is higher than the embroidery, one at least for seven Wen, if the embroidery is good, it is not a problem for ten Wen." Mu Li said.

The most common handkerchiefs in Li Xinhong's shop cost seven or eight wen, and some of the better ones cost more than ten wen, like the embroidery of Aunt Osmanthus, and those who don't have twenty wen can't buy them.

But the acquisition was six or seven dollars, and the profit more than tripled.

And those purses are more expensive, the small one costs 20 wen, and the more one even has 30 wen.