Feng Chenhao finished eating, patted his ass with satisfaction and left, and said before leaving: "Little girl, King Jing will bring a few people to you in two days, that batch of weapons is almost done, you arrange a secluded place and help debug it." ”

Luo Xiaoqiao readily agreed: "That's no problem, there are a lot of workshops at home, there is a piece of mine that has not been opened yet, far away from the surroundings, and I am not afraid of people peeking, just go over directly when the time comes."

Feng Chenhao nodded, said goodbye and left, and when he left, he also took the remaining soy sauce from their house, Luo Xiaoqiao was very speechless about his behavior, but he couldn't stand the money from others. Forget it, let him go.

At noon, Aunt Dashan came over and wanted to borrow a handful of shallots for stir-frying. There was an unexpected guest at her house, and it happened that the shallots just ran out a while ago, and the guests came from afar, so they couldn't be rude.

After Luo Xiaoni and Luo Zhiping settled down, the relationship between the two was as good as something, and Aunt Dashan also chatted with her future daughter-in-law.

This will come over to borrow the shallot's kung fu and talk to Luo Xiaoni again.

"Auntie, who is here?" Luo Xiaoqiao interjected, anyway, sooner or later, they are relatives, and they have to inquire clearly, so that Luo Xiaoni can have a score after passing the door.

"It's your Uncle Dashan's cousin Luo Xiting, who was originally from our village, but then he couldn't live anymore, so he said that he wanted to go out with the caravan, so he went to southern Liaoning."

Aunt Dashan took the cup of tea that Luo Xiaoni poured for her, and said while drinking it.

"As you all know, the climate in our north is too cold, and the crops don't grow well. The caravan he was with happened to be in the cloth business, and he said that the cotton was transported from the south, and the distance was not suitable. His cousin is also a man with a brain, and the area in southern Liaoning is the warmest place in our north, so he planted cotton on that piece of land."

Luo Xiaoqiao nodded. It's true, in ancient times, it was hard to transport something from the south for several months, and it had to be escorted by the dart bureau, and once it encountered an accident, it was easy to lose all your money, and his idea was right.

"And then?" Luo Xiaoni asked naturally.

"They had a good relationship with the owner of the fabric store, and they really made a lot of money in the first year, so they bought a few acres of thin fields and specialized in growing cotton," said Aunt Oyama.

"That's really good", Luo Xiaoni answered.

"What's not bad," Aunt Oyama sighed.

"What's wrong?" Luo Xiaoni asked.

"At the beginning, it was very good, just their family, and then the villagers saw that they were good, so they all planted, and it can be regarded as a good life", Aunt Dashan thought and continued.

"But the owner, the old mother died, and he went back to Jiangnan from the north. The new fabric dealer is not so kind, and the price is very low-pressing."

Luo Xiaoqiao pouted, in this evil old society, the poor really have no status at all.

"And do they still plant?" Luo Xiaoni asked curiously.

"What do you grow without cotton? If you grow wheat like us, you won't be able to get much money, and it's not cost-effective," said Aunt Oyama.

"That should be better than ours, right?"

"That's what I said, but this year is different," Aunt Oyama said, a little puzzled.

"What's the difference?" Luo Xiaoqiao was also curious.

"This year's cotton harvest is bumper, I thought it should be a fat year, and there can be a little more silver, who would have thought that the price of cotton has come down, but it is not as good as the disaster year", Aunt Dashan said while sighing.

Luo Xiaoqiao remembered a sentence: It is very expensive and hurts the people; It is very cheap and hurts the peasants. If the people are injured, they will be scattered, and if the peasants are injured, the country will be poor.

It seems that it is the same, the cotton harvest has been harvested, and the same dilemma has been encountered by the grain and the farmers. In modern economics, the demand curve for agricultural products is inelastic, and the increase in output cannot compensate for the decline in prices.

But if it's just this southern Liaoning area, it's easy to say.

Luo Xiaoqiao thought for a while and asked, "Then, auntie, ...... your cousin came this time?" ”

Aunt Dashan sighed and said: "They grow a lot of cotton, but little grain, and they have no way out, so they want to see if we can sell it here and exchange more food."

Luo Xiaoqiao's eyes lit up: "Auntie, we are not outsiders, can you go and ask, how much production do they have?" If it's about the same, according to the market price on our side, I want it all, what do you think? ”

Aunt Dashan's eyes widened: "What are you talking about?" Do you want it all? What do you want so much cotton for? Xiao Qiao, it's not that my aunt said you, you are rich and rich, don't be kind, you have to live, you can handle the affairs of your aunt's family. ”

"Yes, Xiao Qiao, your family doesn't do fabric business, don't be strong." Luo Zhiping saw that Aunt Dashan hadn't gone back for a long time, so he came over to take a look, and after hearing what they said, he interjected.

"And they have a lot of cotton, and the surrounding villages have planted 50 acres of cotton." Aunt Oyama said with a frown.

"Auntie, I'm not blind and kind, isn't it almost winter? There are a lot of people in my family, so I need to use it at home. And I'm really thinking about making some fabric business, don't worry, I really need it. It just so happens that your cousin is also his own person, and he knows the roots, and he is not afraid that he will cheat me. Luo Xiaoqiao said with a smile.

"This ...... Look at this ......" Aunt Dashan's head was buzzing, and she didn't know what to say.

"Mother." Luo Zhiping next to him had a more flexible brain, "Let's take Xiao Qiao directly to talk to my cousin, if it is appropriate, they will talk about it themselves, let's be a middleman and be a guarantor, okay?" ”

After speaking, Luo Zhiping glanced at Luo Xiaoni, saw that she did not object, and looked at Luo Xiaoqiao again and asked, "What do you say, Xiao Qiao?" ”

"Okay, I'll go talk about it." Luo Xiaoqiao wiped his hands and was about to follow them.

"Little Joe, bring the shallots", Grandma Luo came from behind and handed over a handful of shallots and a small bundle of vegetables.

The two families are so familiar, and Aunt Dashan didn't refuse, anyway, she will come back sooner or later.

Luo Xiaoqiao followed him to Dashan's house, Luo Xiting and the others felt very strange, why did Dashan's aunt go out and bring back a little girl.

When I heard Aunt Dashan's introduction, Luo Xiaoqiao was ready to collect their cotton at the market price of Xingcheng, and I felt a little unbelievable, this is not a small amount, they have no less than 10,000 catties of cotton, and a pound of cotton is seven cents, and it is more than 70 taels of silver.

But they ran so many places, and there was nothing they could do, if this little girl really had the ability to eat so much cotton, then .......

Luo Xiting's son and daughter-in-law both held their breath, waiting for him to say a word. And all the juniors in his family who came with him also had their eyes shining, and a kind of gratitude for being rescued spontaneously arose.

"Little Miss Qiao, it won't cause you trouble, right?" Being stared at by so many people, Luo Xiting was also uncomfortable, but he also looked at Luo Xiaoqiao with hope.

Luo Xiaoqiao looked at him and continued, "You are a relative of Uncle Dashan's family, I believe Uncle Dashan, you can transport as much cotton as you want, and you will give money when you bring it over." ”

Luo Xiting's bloodshot eyes had been a little bloodshot recently, and after hearing this, they all lit up.

"Uncle, it's not that I don't trust you, I should have given you a fixed payment, but we are too far away, and business shouldn't be like this, so I can only trouble you to go back, Uncle Dashan is here, you can be a guarantee, as long as the goods arrive, I will give you silver." Luo Xiaoqiao was afraid that he would think too much, so he explained it to him.

"No problem, no problem, we all know the rules", Luo Xiting didn't even want to eat, so he wanted to go back to transport the goods immediately.