Chapter 113: This girl's brain is slow, not as clever as Yan Ya's
"Oh yes."
Ye Xiuqing reacted and nodded hurriedly: "I'll go tell my mother." ”
This girl, her brain is slow, not as clever as Yan Ya.
Qingyang looked at her in a panic and picked up the curtain and ran out, shaking his head helplessly.
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After noon, Ye Jian lost no time in announcing the news that he would buy river mussels and dig fish ponds.
As soon as the price of five river mussels came out for a penny, Longquan Village boiled.
Longquan Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the villagers have relied on fishing for generations to make a living, and there are many people who are good at swimming.
The villagers who heard the news were in high spirits, and some people went down to the river to fish that afternoon.
The children are not far behind, the two friends of the bean bag, the black cow and the dog egg, are mixed in, taking the opportunity to tie the fierce son, touch the river mussel, and play wantonly.
Ye Xiuyan coiled up her hair, combed it into a cute ball, tied a net pocket around her waist, chose a place with more reefs, and quietly slipped down the river.
Wrapped in an aura hood, she dived to the bottom of the water, looking for river mussels in the direction of the aquatic plants.
There were thin lines in the mud under the aquatic plants in front of her, and her eyes lit up, and she followed the thin lines, and sure enough, she found a lot of river mussels.
The mussels are large and small, the big ones are the size of an adult's palm, and the small ones are only the size of a pigeon's egg.
Thinking of the purpose of catching river mussels, she scooped them up and stuffed them into her net pocket, regardless of size.
River mussels like to live in groups, and if they find a thin line, they can find a nest along the vine.
She chased the thin line to find, fishing nest after litter, fishing happily, unconsciously walking along the river bank in the direction of downstream, getting farther and farther away from Longquan Village.
*
Qingyang pushed Ye Junlan to bask in the sun on the beach, and a wooden barrel was placed next to the wheelchair.
The black bull and the dog Dan touched two river mussels, emerged from the water, stepped on the shallow splash, and ran to Ye Junlan with a smile.
The two of them were embarrassed to speak, clenching their little fists and smirking.
"Little brother, did you touch the mussel?"
Ye Junlan smiled gently, trying to communicate with the two tanned black catfish, the black boy.
"Two."
The dog grinned with a mouthful of white teeth, and stretched out his small hand, and there was a river mussel the size of an egg in one hand.
"Five mussels for a penny."
Qingyang smiled and teased them: "The two quantities are not enough, and they can't be exchanged for a penny." ”
The dog stopped laughing and withdrew his hand in a mocking manner.
"So be it."
Ye Junlan took the money bag from Qingyang's hand, took out two coins, and gave the two young people a penny: "You two take the money first, don't forget to catch three more river mussels and send them over." ”
"Uh-huh."
Dogan nodded excitedly, threw the two mussels into the barrel, turned around and ran into the river.
"Oh, I've got money, I've got money."
The black bull clenched a penny, raised his small fist, and spread joy around the wheelchair.
"Really gave money."
"Young Master Wang is a man of words, five river mussels for a penny, and he will give money on the spot, not on credit."
The villagers of Longquan Village saw clearly, and their spirits were more sufficient, regardless of men, women, young and old, all of them rushed down the river like a swarm of bees.
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The master and servant were collecting mussels on the bank of the river, and they caught a great harvest, and in less than half an hour a barrel was full.
Qingyang ran back to the yard with the wooden bucket, poured it into the water tank, and ran back with the empty bucket with a smile.
"Why didn't you see Yan girl?"
Some of the villagers who touched the river mussels on the bank of the river have gone back and forth two or three times, and they have never seen Ye Xiuyan.
Ye Junlan covered the sun with his hands, looked around, and couldn't help worrying.