Then he randomly sprinkled half a scoop of water in the vegetable patch.

Both hands quickly pinched the vegetable moss that the green vegetables pulled out, and grew while pinching.

A pile was piled up on the ground, and then, the other greens that were drenched in the water also quickly pulled out the vegetable moss.

Ye Qing hurriedly picked a bunch of vegetable moss, and only then did he let those vegetable mosses bloom quickly and bear fruit.

Speechless.

This little gourd can be described as a treasure gourd.

It's just a drop, and the vegetables grow like crazy.

Thinking of Li and Ye Zhenghe, she came to a conclusion.

This spiritual spring is actually aimed at plants, so it has such great power.

It's less effective for people, except, of course, herself.

After all, she is the owner of the spiritual spring.

Ye Qing was carrying a whole basket of vegetable moss on his back, and he naturally couldn't eat it all at home.

sent a handful to Yehua's house, and prepared to go to Furong Town to sell vegetables.

In March, when the greens are scarce, the town lacks vegetables.

Ordinary people are okay, there is no shortage of pickles, and life is passing, for the little rich family, there are no vegetables and vegetables, and eating meat every day is tantamount to torture.

Ye Hua was surprised when she learned that Ye Qing was going to the town to sell vegetables: "Sister Qing, you are crazy, this family grows some vegetables, and they don't have enough to eat, where can they sell it?" ”

Ye Qing was silent and lowered his head: "My aunt hasn't woken up yet, and my eldest brother is also sick, so I went to the bamboo forest today to pull bamboo shoots, and saw some of the green vegetables that my aunt planted in the past, some of which were smoky in advance, so I wanted to sell them together." ”

Ye Hua thought of the situation of Ye Qing's family, and also sighed and said, "Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow, tomorrow is the thirteenth, it happens to be a meeting in the town, and you can carry more bamboo shoots, although the bamboo shoots can't be sold at a high price, you finally have an income." ”

On the second day, March 13, it began to rain early in the morning.

Ye Hua held a broken umbrella and shouted at Ye Qing from afar: "Sister Qing, it's raining, my brother is coughing, I'm afraid I won't be able to go out with you today." ”

"It's okay Sister Hua, I know the way, you want to take care of the little brother."

The original owner was born with great strength, Ye Qing tied up the vegetable moss with straw and put it at the bottom of the back basket, which was full of back baskets.

A layer of bamboo shoots was symbolically covered on it, everything at home was arranged, Ye Zhengliang waved goodbye to the crying Ye Zhengliang, and set off towards Furong Town.

The town of Furong is located at the foot of the Furong Mountain, and a small Furong River runs through the middle.

Close to a wharf loaded with goods, it is extremely prosperous with people coming and going.

Even the drizzle did not stop the buyers and sellers.

There were people on the street carrying burdens and hats, and the shouting was endless.

Ye Qing carried a basket on his back and hid under the eaves of a medical hall to rest, wiping his face with a cloth towel and his wet hair.

The only hat in the house was covered with a back basket.

I can hear the commotion in the hospital.

"Lao Tzu is here to recuperate, not to sell himself, I pay 300 Wen for accommodation every day, and I eat these fatty meat and pickles every day, I want to salte Lao Tzu!"

"The officials are angry, mainly because of this lack of green and yellow, these days just took away a batch of conscripts, where are there still family members who are in the mood to come out to sell wild vegetables, vegetables and vegetables are also sold very expensive, one pound is sold for a hundred Wen, this is really not enough for you three meals a day!"

The child's voice sounded, although he said sorry, but he couldn't hear the sorry in that tone.

The self-proclaimed Lao Tzu muttered and cursed, but no one paid attention to him.

There was soon no sound inside.

Ye Qing's heart moved, put down the bamboo basket, and took out two handfuls of vegetable moss from it, the vegetable moss was still green and very tender, and it didn't look like picking overnight.

She wrapped the vegetable moss in a handkerchief and knocked on the door of the medical hall, there was no plaque, but it looked like a back door.

Not long after, someone opened the door and saw the dishes of her veil, and said in surprise.

"Girl, can you sell this dish?"

The corners of Ye Qing's mouth twitched, why don't you sell me.

"Fifty dollars a bundle, how many vegetable moss does the girl have, yo, this vegetable moss is really watery."

Ye Qing said in his heart, just now you said a hundred pounds.

She didn't speak, she turned and left.

The little two suddenly grabbed her and snatched the dish in his hand.

"Girl, go slowly, I think the price I said is low, you can bargain!"

"Eighty wen."

The boy was only twelve or thirteen years old, and he held the food in his hand with a smile on his face.

"Girl, wait a minute, I'll call me Shiniang!"

As he spoke, he took the dishes with him and went to the front with a bouncing trip.

Ye Qing looked at the indoor environment, which was like an aisle in the back kitchen, connected to a vegetable market street outside.

There is a strong smell of Chinese medicine, and it looks like the back kitchen of a medical center.

After a while, a woman dressed in simple clothes came over and said with a smile on her face.

"It's less than saying that this vegetable moss is eighty yuan, how many girls there are, my family has collected them all."

Ye Qing knew that she must have passed a pound, but she was in a special situation now, if she could sell more, she had a spiritual spring, and she was not afraid of running out of stock.

She still has more eyes, and her basket of vegetable moss will be given to the hospital.

In this season of green and yellow, it is inevitably too conspicuous.

"Before my aunt got sick, she planted it in the bamboo forest in the deep mountains, and she only got six handfuls in total, and it will take a few days to wait for the next crop."

The woman said happily, "Good girl, give it all to me, and I won't let you suffer, now such a good dish, we can't buy it, if the girl gets it in a few days, our hospital will accept it, what do you think?" ”

Ye Qing was silent.

He took out four more handfuls of vegetable moss from the bamboo basket and handed them to the woman, who settled five strings of money, and muttered in her mouth: "Six handfuls of four hundred and eighty wen, this is five hundred wen, and the remaining twenty wen is a deposit, the girl will come next time, my surname is Liu, you can call me Aunt Liu!" ”

"Okay, Aunt Liu, in the future, the price of vegetables will be reduced, and my family's dishes will also be reduced, don't worry!"

As soon as these words came out, Aunt Liu looked at her carefully, "What a good boy!" ”

It's a good deal, as the sun rises, the food will get cheaper and cheaper, to say that this vegetable moss is not a rare dish, but this period of time is scarce.

Ye Qing concocted the same method, and stopped shouting on the street, directly from this back street, knocking on the door from door to door, from a handful of thirty wen to sixty wen, and sold all the vegetables in the bamboo basket.

Even the bamboo shoots were taken away by a small restaurant.

The money bag on his waist is heavy, and he has a sense of solidity in his heart.

The back street passes through at the end, it is the main street, this Furong Town is two streets that cross into a cross, dividing the entire town into four, Ye Qing came from memory to the vicinity of this medical hall.

It belongs to Beishi, starting from Yejia Village, and is the closest to Furong Mountain.

They are all miscellaneous incense candles, grain and oil, medical halls, pawnshops, etc., and there are also a few grocery cloth stores and restaurants.