On the day when Qian Manzhi rushed to the market, he carried a load of rice to the town, and from time to time he could meet villagers carrying various agricultural products on the road, and some people carried rice like her.

The first time she sold rice, she didn't dare to fill too much in the basket, and other people's baskets were so sharp that they bent the flat burdens, and her baskets had just been flattened.

It's miles from home to town, and even when you go out in the morning, the sun overhead is sweaty.

Qian Manzhi had to stop to rest and change her shoulders before she dared to continue to pick it up, so she stopped and stopped, and when she arrived at the set, she couldn't find a good position.

She carried her burden and searched around, but only found a remote foothold, and there was nothing to shade above her head, so she could only bask in the sun.

There are a lot of things sold in the market, and the first season of early rice has not been harvested for a long time, and many people who sell new rice in the market are even more difficult to sell if they don't sell it and wait for the late rice to go on the market.

Qian Manzhi inquired about the price, a pound of rice is less than two cents, the rice collector has to pick three or four, the best quality can not be sold for two cents, but it is possible to sell for two cents after the late rice is on the market.

There are many people selling things in the market, there are many people buying things, and there are many rice sellers who rush to collect rice, but they only look at it, and they are not in a hurry to collect rice, and they don't even ask about the price.

Qian Manzhi came out to sell rice for the first time, and he didn't understand the trick, so he hurriedly picked it up and asked the price.

The rice dealer put his hand into the rice, grabbed a handful and observed it carefully, and after reading it, he threw the rice into the basket and lazily shouted the price: "One cent and a half, sell it or not." ”

Qian Manzhi asked in shock: "One dime and five?" This price is too low, can you add more. ”

The retail price of rice in the outside market is sold for two cents and one cent, and she inquired before she came out, and she would rather pick it up than sell it for one cent.

"Love to sell or not to sell." The rice collector had a grass in his mouth and replied unhappily.

Qian Manzhi returned to the corner disappointed with his burden, unable to sell to rice sellers, and someone willing to buy them piecemeal was fine.

There are also some people in the town who do not have farming at home and need to buy rice to eat, although there are not many such people, but there is always hope. Qian Manzhi also hopes to meet such customers.

Qian Manzhi listened to the shouts of other sellers, and she also mustered up the courage to shout.

"Sell rice, sell rice!" Qian Manzhi's first voice was very small, so small that the people around him didn't react when they heard it.

"You have to shout." The eldest sister who was selling vegetables on the side pointed out to her.

"Oh, thank you!" Qian Manzhi thanked the other party for his kindness.

Qian Manzhi saw that the people around him were shouting naturally, so he shouted shamelessly: "Sell rice!" ”

She suddenly shouted so loudly, which really attracted the attention of several people, but it was limited to that, everyone looked at it and looked away, and they didn't even mean to step forward and take a look.

Qian Manzhi's courage began to dissipate again, and her voice weakened, and gradually disappeared into the noisy environment.

As the sun rises, there are fewer and fewer people in the bazaar, and the lively and crowded flow of people disappears into the torrent of time.

Everyone bought good things early and went home to escape the heat, and Qian Manzhi also found a place to shade. She stood under the big tree, looking at a load full of rice and worried, and she didn't sell a pound of rice in the middle of the morning.

The rice collectors have not left yet, but their enthusiasm for collecting rice is not high, and they are all the same to the rice sellers, suppressing prices.

Qian Manzhi was angry that the price was too low, but when he couldn't sell it, he had to carry the burden and ask other rice vendors.

"One dime and five seven, do you sell it?" The price of rice collected by this family was a little higher, but it still did not reach the price that Qian Manzhi expected in her heart, she shook her head and carried the burden and prepared to leave.

The peddler saw her go and shouted behind: "Sister, it's useless for you to pick it up, you go all over the market and ask, see who can pay as high as me, no matter how good your rice is, it's useless, it's this price now." ”

Qian Manzhi didn't believe that he really asked a family, but the result was that she was disappointed, it was indeed the same price, and none of them could be higher than this price, at most it was flat.

Qian Manzhi was reluctant to sell, she wiped the sweat off her forehead, gritted her teeth and decided to pick it back, this price was too bad.

When the hawker saw her carrying her burden and walking back, someone advised her to sell it quickly, and when the late rice was on the market, there might not be this price.

Qian Manzhi shook his head and didn't speak, anyway, she had to pick it back, and she wouldn't be affected by whatever these vendors said.

Zhao Shuxin waited until noon to wait for her to go home, and saw her carrying a load of rice home, so he didn't need to ask anything.

"The price of harvesting rice is too low, and the highest is only half a dime and seven cents." Qian Manzhi took the initiative to explain that she didn't want to pick and choose in such a hot weather, but the price was indeed too much to lose.

Zhao Shuxin shook his head: "The price is not good now, and the price of new rice will not be too high after it comes out." You asked the price too early, those rice sellers are very shrewd, they just want to lower the price, you have to be able to calm down and talk slowly, maybe you can negotiate a good price, but it will not be so good, sell to the top of a dime. ”

Qian Manzhi didn't feel that he had any problems: "I don't need to sell one dime seven, I am willing to sell one dime and six, and some people sell rice that is not as clean as our house, and they can also give one dime and five cents." There is no stone and sand in our family, so I can't ask for a dime or six. ”

"That's not the case, the traders who collect the rice also sell it to other places, some to grain stores, some to factories and other places, and when you meet a factory that buys grain and processes rice noodles, it doesn't matter if there is a little sand and stones in it, of course you are willing to accept cheaper rice." Zhao Shuxin has more experience in selling rice, and he knows a little more about this middle door than Qian Manzhi.

Qian Manzhi was quite unconvinced: "Then it's not in vain that we choose the rice so cleanly, and we won't pick out anything from the rice sand stones next time." ”

"If you can't sell it, you have to eat it yourself, are you stupid?" Zhao Shuxin didn't bother to pay attention to this stupid woman.

"I'm stupid, you're smart, okay!" Qian Manzhi was busy all morning, tired and hot, she went home to be angry, and she was not very polite when she was on fire in her heart.

"It's my mistake, you hurry up and cook, after cooking, we will go to the post office to get the package together, and Lele will send something back home." Zhao Shuxin told Qian Manzhi an unexpected good news.

"What did Lele send? She's still a student, so how can she afford to buy things? Qian Manzhi's first reaction was not to be happy, but to worry that Zhao Lele would learn badly in school.

"You don't know when you get the package, it's useless to be anxious now." Zhao Shuxin didn't know if he was big-hearted or didn't care, anyway, he was much faster to accept the truth than Qian Manzhi.

Qian Manzhi didn't care about arguing with Zhao Shuxin, she went into the kitchen to cook. At this time, she didn't care about how hot the kitchen was, and it was a serious matter to hurry up and get the package back after eating.