The lint bag was removed, and the house suddenly seemed empty, and Du Mei cleaned up the place where he had piled it up, and prepared to go to Sheshan Town with the stones. The county government has begun to collect taxes, and the grain store should also prepare to collect grain, so she has to go to the grain store to discuss it with Niu Er Hei Jiaolong. As for the purchase of medicinal materials by Huichun Tang at a higher price, she also had to tell Zhong Yu that she would always have to come up with a way to deal with it.

The stones were set in the stables and the carriage was set, and Du Mei confessed to three small jars for washing and setting aside the pickled duck eggs. At this time, a brave and sturdy man pushed open the courtyard door and came in with a smile.

Hearing the door, a black shadow under the porch rushed out like an arrow from a string.

"Brunette!" Out of the corner of her eye, Du Mei caught a glimpse of who was coming, and immediately stopped it.

The huge black dog stopped very unwillingly, and it still let out a very threatening muffled snort in its throat, and the man who was bluffing the burden turned pale and stood firmly, not daring to move.

"Uncle Maoda, don't be afraid." Du Mei smiled and stepped forward, hugged the black girl, and gently ran it through its smooth and oily hair.

"Your black dog is so majestic! I've been here a few times before, and I've never seen it so fierce. Qian Maoda smiled, his face softened, but he still didn't dare to move.

"It's not to blame, if it can enter our house, except for the one we lead, everyone else is a bad person in its eyes." Du Mei is very indulgent and protective of black girls.

"Can I put my burden down?" Qian Maoda regretted it, he knew this was the case, so he called the door outside first.

"You're here to deliver duck seedlings, please come in!" Du Mei patted the black girl's big head, and it obediently turned its head back to lie down on the porch.

Qian Maoda saw that the black girl was gone, so he dared to come in boldly, put two large flat baskets on the ground, and Du Mei stepped forward to help open the lid, and his eyes were yellow and hairy.

"What a beautiful duck seedling." Du Gui squatted in front of the basket, reached out and grabbed one and stroked it in his hand, tilting his head to look.

When Du Mei saw this scene, she suddenly thought that Qian Mao came to sell duck seedlings at the door of her house a few years ago, and she was as curious as Du Gui to tease the duck seedlings, but she was beaten by her grandmother, and her father was gone that day. Such an unforgettable day, now that I think about it, it seems that I am separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, and I can never go back.

"Your eggs are big, and I fed them for a few more days, and they are indeed bigger than ordinary duck seedlings." Qian Maoda felt a little guilty about Du Mei in selling duck eggs, and he was trying his best to make up for it.

"Thank you, Uncle Maoda, this nest of duck eggs has hatched?" Du Mei retracted his thoughts, his gaze swept over the duck seedlings huddled together.

"Well, not only are none of yours bad, but none of mine are either, you have a total of five hundred and thirty, you order." Qian Maoda turned over the lid of the basket and made a gesture to count.

"I'm sure I believe you, the duck seedlings are so small, don't toss." Du Mei waved his hand to stop.

"Don't you want to hatch a batch, bring me the eggs back today, and hatch them with mine." Taking advantage of the fact that the weather is not too cold, Qian Maoda pinched the time to hatch duck seedlings, and the expenses at the end of the year were still waiting to sell duck seedlings to earn.

"Sakurako, you can bring another five hundred duck eggs, and the big white duck eggs as well." Du Mei said to Du Ying.

Last time, the two stunned people brought a message, and the three small ones had already made the duck nest, and at this time, Du Mei and others worked together, and more than 500 yellow-haired and red-billed duck seedlings changed homes. Du Mei mixed duck food to feed, and the duck seedlings who were panicked just now were not afraid when they saw what they were eating, and they devoured them one by one.

When he was done, the tea poured by Du Tao also cooled, and Qian Maoda took a sip

Angry, he wiped the water stains from his mouth, said goodbye to Du Mei's family, took the duck eggs, and went back with the empty basket.

Seeing that it was getting late, Du Mei decided to have lunch before going to town. The three small ones helped Xu's cook, and Du Mei and Shi sifted the loess that was spread out in the courtyard, leaving only the fine ones to continue drying, and poured all the big pimples and small pebbles outside the courtyard to cushion the road.

While he was busy, Du Shu came back, his face somehow smeared with black and gray marks, and his hair and clothes were also stained with ashes.

"Brother Shu, come and wash your face." Du Ying brought warm water to Du Shu, and as he bent over, she tossed a dead leaf away from his head.

"It's just burning, it's hot, let's wait until we have lunch." Du Mei found a small broom that was specially dusted to help Du Shu clean the dust on his clothes.

"I'll do it myself!" Du Shu was a little embarrassed, snatched it, and patted himself at will.

After a while, the smell of the food wafted out, and Du Mei sent Du Tao to the field to call Du Zhong and them back for dinner, and she cleaned up the courtyard by herself.

"I see that the county master has been collecting grain for two days, should you also prepare in your shop?" Du Zhong was eating, suddenly remembered this incident, and turned his head to ask Du Mei.

"I'm going to discuss it with Brother Niu and them." Seeing that he was eating only white rice, Du Mei hurriedly took a piece of greasy and fatty braised pork belly into his bowl.

"You are a girl's family, you don't understand the work in these fields, and Niu Hei and Niu Hei are not authentic croppers, so they must not be able to tell the difference. What can you do with them? When you set a day for harvesting grain, I will go with you, and I will still know more about the rice, so that I will not be deceived. It was rare for Du Zhong to say so many words in one go, and Du Mei nodded gratefully.

"What about Zhuangzi?" Du Mei suddenly remembered that she still had a Zhuangzi to hand over to Du Zhongguan.

"Meizi rest assured, we are all skilled in farming, you just have to be busy with you, the fields on the village will be handed over to us to plant, and nothing will go wrong." Lin Ping didn't wait for Du Zhong to speak, so he opened his mouth first to accept it.

"Yes, they can do it, I've explained it to them." Du Zhong nodded.

"Okay then, I'll wait until I get back in the evening, maybe it's either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Du Mei thought for a moment and said.

Since she has Du Zhong, a good way of growing crops, to help assess the quality of rice, she will naturally be more relaxed, and then she will only need to have labor and a carriage.

After lunch, Du Zhong and the others still went to work in the fields, Du Shu went to the mouth of the fish to load plant ashes, and Du Mei went to the town in a stone carriage.

In the afternoon, there was no one in the grain store, and Niu Er and Hei Jiaolong dozed off on their chairs with their sleeves crossed.

"The two brothers don't sleep, and now that the weather is getting colder, they can't stand the wind chill." Du Mei stepped forward and nudged them.

"Meizi, why are you here now?" Niu Er rubbed his eyes and asked.

"I want to discuss with you about going to the countryside to collect grain." Dumay sat down next to the table.

"It's finally time to harvest the grain!" Hearing this, the black dragon looked at Niu Er excitedly.

"Look at Brother Hei and look forward to it." Du Mei took his look in his eyes and quipped.

"No, I have been nestled in the grain store all day, my bones are sore and sore, and I just want to go out and run around." Niu Er did not hide his expectations at all.

"Going to the countryside to collect grain is a dirty job, but it's not easy at all." Du Mei laughed.

"We are not afraid of hardship, but this shop is inseparable from people, and we have to be guarded by someone." cattle

Two frowned.

"I can't find anyone else for a while, so I have to ask Du Ying to take care of it temporarily." Du Mei thought about it, and only her sister could come to help.

"It's okay, Ming'er asked her to come, I told her the price of all kinds of grain, so as not to sell it wrong, and I will also hand over the account book to her." Niu Er looked around the shop, in addition to the different grades of rice and noodles in the warehouse, there were also grains and grains, various beans, as well as sesame, peanuts and melon seeds on the shelves, and there were dozens of kinds.

"Then the harvest will begin the day after tomorrow." Du Mei planned to follow the county to collect grain, and the day after tomorrow, the county would probably be transferred to Chenqian Village to collect taxes, and she happened to buy surplus grain in Dujiagou.

"Very good, very good!" The black dragon clapped his hands.

"How do we set the purchase price?" Niu Er hasn't studied in vain these days, and thinks more than Black Jiaolong.

"This year's autumn grain harvest is not easy, the tax has increased by 30%, the grain of each household must not be much, the price will not come down for a while and a half, I plan to first-class rice 900 wen 1 stone, second-class 800 wen, third-class 700 wen, and so on, what do you think?" Dumay consulted them.

"There's nothing wrong with the price, but who will set the level? How do you convince the farmers? Niu Er asked with a twisted eyebrow.

"Uncle Zhong will come to help me, he is an authentic farmer, he has been tending to the crops all his life, my grandfather said that he is a good farmer." Du Mei said with some pride.

"That couldn't be better." Niu Er nodded reassuringly.

He has been to Dujiagou many times, every time he gets drunk, he stays at Du Zhong's house, and he almost never says anything to him, he only feels that Du Zhong speaks very little, and he is a person who does not smile, but he is really good to Du Mei, this kind of good is in the bones, as deep as father's love. Now that he is personally involved in the purchase of autumn grain, they have nothing to worry about.

"You have also sold japonica rice for a long time, and you always have some experience, so you will need to help a lot when the time comes." As the saying goes, tigers also have times when they nap, and it is better to stare at them with more pairs of eyes.

"Naturally, I still want to learn more from your Uncle Zhong when the time comes." Niu Er smiled innocently.

"Then the day after tomorrow, I'll wait for you to bring someone in Dujiagou." Du Mei thought about it, and there was nothing else missing, and the matter was settled.

Du Mei went out of the grain shop to Yujitang, Zhong Yu took a nap, and was washing his face in the study at this time.

"Uncle Zhong Yu." Dumay stepped through the door.

"Is there something wrong with your grandfather?" Zhong Yu was taken aback, Du Mei usually came in the morning, and something must have happened when he came here rashly.

"Grandpa was angry a few days ago, and his body hurt badly, last night, I gave him some water soaked in cigarette ointment, and when I came, there was no bad news." Du Mei saw Zhong Yu asking, and hurriedly said.

"When did this happen? Cigarette ointment analgesia, and can stop coughing for a long time, he drank it head-back, and it was normal for a longer time, but I was afraid that the effect of the medicine would become less and less effective in the future, and his life would be difficult. Zhong Yu frowned, he didn't expect that Du Shicheng's illness had a sudden change and such a dangerous attack.

"Grandpa is a tolerant person, he almost guessed that he was giving him cigarette ointment, although this was prevaricated by the patriarch, but he knew in his heart that he would not ask for it again until he had to." The stubbornness in Du Mei's bones more or less originated from Du Shicheng, even if the old man coughed out of breath, he didn't want to walk hunched over in front of the villagers, thinking that he was going to die, but also to earn face for himself, and didn't want people to say that he was killed by eating cigarettes.