It is much more troublesome to exchange grain for the villagers than to collect salt, from bucketing, litering, and closing, to the accuracy of spooning, copying, and pinching.

Cui Zhi ran to the city under the pretext of continuing to trade with the Sheng family, and Wei Ming naturally wanted to stay in charge.

"Brother, sister?" Xiao Yi raised his little head and asked Wei Ming.

Wei Ming touched the yellow hair on the top of her head, thinking of the previous life, at this time, Xiao Yi was lying on the bed, and her small body was a burden even gasping. It's a miracle that she lived to be a teenager like that.

Fortunately, in this life, everything is still in time.

"My sister went to the city to buy white sugar cakes for Xiaoyi, and she will be back in the evening. Xiao Yi went to play in the shade. ”

"Good!" Xiao Yi nodded in agreement and ran away with unsteady steps.

Wei Ming watched her run all the way to the corner of the wall, and then turned around, but this sweep swept a few people outside the courtyard. These people are aggressive, in addition to Dai Gang father and son and Zhao Gong father and son, there are also two people who are dressed up quickly.

Before the villagers who handed over the salt and received the grain in the courtyard noticed, Wei Ming had already gotten up, instructed Wen Chuan to "put away the account books", walked to the corner of the wall in two steps, picked up Xiao Yi, who was squatting on the ground and counting ants, and sent him into the house, "Xiao Yi listens to my brother, wait for my mother in the house, don't come out." ”

Xiao Yi tilted his head to look at him, he patted Xiao Yi's head and went out.

When I walked out of the house, there was already a shout outside, "What are you doing?" What do you do? Which is the Wei family? Come out! ”

The shout was Zhang Hong, and this shout frightened the men, women and children in a courtyard.

The children immediately hid behind the adults, and everyone withdrew to both sides, opening a way for Zhang Hong and the others. Few people know Zhang Hong's face, but everyone knows the fast waist card on his waist.

Seeing this, Wei Ming didn't wait for him to shout again, and stepped forward.

As soon as he stepped forward, Zhao Baojian, who was next to Zhang Hong, hurriedly stretched out his hand and pointed at him, and leaned his head into Zhang Hong's ear, "Master Catcher, it's this kid, named Wei Muzi!" ”

Zhang Hong glanced Wei Ming up and down, and saw that although the boy was thin and tall to his chin, he had an indescribable momentum on his body.

He has been caught fast for many years, and ordinary people are looked at by him like this, and they can explain what they committed last year......

No, where did a little boy come from this kind of ability, he thinks that people are as their name suggests - wooden!

"Humph! Kid, are you tun salt? "He's in tune.

As soon as Wei Ming heard this, he became more and more aware of it. These days have been calm and smooth, but they are just waiting for this time. Seeing that Dai Gang was learning to catch fast and squinted at people with his glasses, Zhao's father and son were full of sorrow, especially Zhao Baojian, the smile on his face was not hidden at all, and he continued to stretch out his finger to him, "Catch Ye ask, you dead boy, don't you kneel down and reply?!" ”

Wei Ming's gaze swept over his face and fell on Zhang Hong's face, "No one has raised salt." ”

"Oh?" Zhang Hong saw that he was not only not afraid, but also replied calmly, and glanced at him, "There is no salt, what are the people in this yard doing?" As he spoke, he pointed to the half-sack of salt he had just received, "What's that?" ”

That's salt, of course.

Wei Ming glanced at the salt bag, and before he could speak, the villagers who exchanged salt on the side, and the one who had been the chief of the village next to him, was bold, and said: "Master Catcher, this family can exchange salt for grain, we have surplus salt at home, exchange grain with his family, he is doing a good deed!" ”

As soon as this person said this, there were immediately a few more people who defended Wei Ming, "Master Catcher, we have nowhere to use the surplus salt at home, we have changed it with his family, and we can eat for a few more days when we go back!" He wants salt, let's ask for food, isn't that right? ”

The villagers explained for the Wei family, the more they explained, the more ugly the faces of the Zhao family's father and son became, Zhao Baojian couldn't listen to it anymore after listening to two sentences, these words were more uncomfortable than spitting in his face, he shouted directly: "What's right? This salt is official salt, and it was issued by the government to the people, can it be exchanged for it? ”

This is a good thing to say, there is surplus salt at home on weekdays, and there are also people who change things, why can't this be changed?

Someone wanted to refute Zhao Baojian, but Zhang Hong "snorted" again, "Change? How to change? ”

"One pound of salt for three liters of three-in-four spoonful rice! It is exchanged for the price of nine dollars per bucket of rice! Or Yangzhou rice! Someone immediately gave the answer.

Zhang Hong was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Do you know how much it costs to buy rice in the bazaar?" ”

He asked about the price of the market transaction, which was higher than the price of the rich to buy rice and grain in large quantities.

Wei Ming glanced at him, and heard someone answer, "Ten dollars a bucket", this Zhang Hong laughed, and said Isn't it, "The market price is a bucket of rice, ten dollars, and more than three catties and five taels of salt." You are now a bucket of rice, and you are only exchanging three catties of salt in the Wei family. The Wei family is not so simple as tun salt, and they also privately reduce the price of tun salt! ”

As soon as these words came out, the villagers were stunned, you look at me, I look at you, and finally saw Wei Ming's face.

This account is not wrong, the Wei family is really lowering the price of salt?

The price of salt has been reduced, so aren't they being made a big deal by Wei Jiakeng?!

Dai Gang was still coaxing beside him, and this account was calculated by him and his son eight times, "Listen! Aren't you stupid! The price of salt has been pushed down! The salt in your hands is worthless in the Wei family! Got caught! Count the money back to others! ”

The villagers were dizzy, and even the Tian family and the Wen family looked back and forth at the salt bags and rice bags in the courtyard in surprise.

What the hell is going wrong? Why did the price of salt drop all of a sudden? They're doing good things!

They were confused, and they were caught up in this mathematical relationship, but Wei Ming was not confused, and he understood it very well.

Fishing fast in this way, the price of salt has indeed been lowered, because the price of rice is used as a unit of price to measure salt, but I don't know how much rice is worth, it is simply a variable, only the price of salt is a fixed number, and the so-called salt price has naturally changed.

Wei Ming didn't say this, he was not in a hurry or impatient, and asked a question to the villagers who were looking at him, "As this catcher said, three catties and five taels of salt can be exchanged for a bucket of rice at the market price, and now only three catties of salt are needed to exchange for a bucket of rice, isn't it more affordable?" ”

Well?

When he asked, the villagers were taken aback.

That's even more true, if it were at the market price, they would be able to exchange even less rice!

The villagers were confused and confused, their brains were twisted, and the Tian family and the Wen family's brains couldn't be turned, only Wen Chuan secretly moved a step next to Wei Ming, and whispered, "You're right." ”

Wei Ming smiled at him, looking at the expressions of the Zhao family's father and son, as well as Dai Gang.

Zhao Baojian was the first to faint, and he reached out to scratch his head and muttered, "It seems to be like this......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Gong interrupted him twice in succession, how could his stupid son talk and reach a consensus with the enemy?!

Dai Gang couldn't manage the father and son of the Zhao family, so he broke his fingers and settled the accounts with his son Dai Zhaosheng, wondering what went wrong.

The little catcher brought by Zhang Hong shouted "team leader" in a low voice, and Zhang Hong immediately regained his brain.

"Good boy, dare to open your eyes and settle blind accounts! Anyway, you can't be wrong to lower the price of salt, say, who instructed you?! ”

Wei Ming shook his head, "I didn't lower the price of salt, and no one instructed me." ”

Zhang Hong doesn't care about so much, he can't settle the accounts, can't he arrest people?

He immediately beckoned the little catcher behind him, "Arrest him and put him in prison for a good trial!" ”