Mrs. Cui thought to herself, she knew that the leek box business was so good, and she had eaten less leeks before.

The point is that this thing is not sold in the market.

Jiang Zhiluo's space is planted with leeks on an acre of land.

She only has one acre of land in her space for the time being, so she has transplanted all the leeks before.

There is a wood-based aura in the space, and no matter what is planted, it grows fast and well, and the yield is still high.

And recently, she has also absorbed some of the power of the Grass and Tree Aura, although it is weak, but this Wood Power is growing a little bit every day.

When the aura of the wood system is strong, she can also completely heal Cui Hejin's body, and the space can also be upgraded.

The space upgrades, the land gets bigger, and she can grow more things.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Mother, don't worry, there are still many leeks in the back mountain, when the time comes, I can cut them back, and I can also transplant some more, and our yard will be more diverse." ”

Old Madam Cui couldn't help but sigh: "It would be nice if our yard was bigger, or we would have more land." ”

They also cleared the acres of land, mainly for wheat and corn.

Only with food can we ensure a basic livelihood.

If you don't grow food, you can't just buy it.

Last year, the wheat and corn grown by their family produced grain, saving some food, allowing them to survive the winter in peace.

Last winter, the price of food would rise, and it was really not cost-effective to spend money on food to eat.

Therefore, Mrs. Cui felt that there was food growing in the field, and she did not panic when she had food in her hands.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Old Madam Cui's sad appearance, and said in a low voice of relief: "Mother, what do you think, we have earned 1,740 yuan just by making leek boxes today." ”

"There is also lo-mei, if you sell it all, you can calculate that you can have more than one or two silver, and it adds up, it will be almost three taels of silver."

"In this way, we can buy land and homestead to build a house after working for about a month, and then we can buy more homesteads, and the yard will be larger, so that we can grow vegetables in the front and back yards, and we can also grow some fruits."

Jiang Zhiluo thought about planting watermelons and grapes.

But when she had been around town before, she had never heard of watermelons and grapes.

Even strawberries, everyone has never heard of them.

But everyone knows raspberries, raspberries are the kind of small red fruits in the mountain forest, similar to the size of mulberries, but they are red, and everyone is used to calling them raspberries.

Even when everyone goes to chop wood or work in the field, they occasionally see it, and they will pick it and eat it, but there are not many of them.

Listening to Jiang Zhiluo's description of this picture, Mrs. Cui suddenly came to her senses.

"Yes, let's work harder, and soon we'll have our own house."

As soon as she thought of having her own house and a real courtyard wall, Mrs. Cui was happy.

Before, she didn't dare to think about buying a homestead to build a house.

Mrs. Cui said: "Zhiluo, you still have ideas and ideas, and your mother listens to you." ”

Jiang Zhiluo saw that Old Madam Cui's expression was better, and she also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Mother, then let's go buy some noodles first." ”

"Okay, go buy noodles."

Then they went to the grain store in the town.

"Thick noodles cost eight cents a catty, and thin noodles nineteen cents a pound."

Mrs. Cui originally wanted to buy fine noodles, but when she heard it, she felt that it was expensive.

However, she didn't speak, but looked at Jiang Zhiluo.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at the thick noodles and then at the thin noodles.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Your thin noodles are too expensive, let's buy them cheaper, let's buy more if it's cheaper." ”

Jiang Zhiluo felt that a pound was cheaper, and she could save a lot if she bought more.

The shopkeeper looked at the old lady and the little girl dressed ordinarily, didn't take it seriously, and his attitude was very perfunctory.

He showed a look of contempt and contempt, and said, "If you can't afford it, don't buy it." ”

"You don't inquire, there are only two grain stores in the town, the price is the same, we are cheap, if you don't buy it, go to Fucheng to buy it, the price is more expensive."

"If you don't buy it, don't block the door of the store, there are other customers who come to buy it."

When Mrs. Cui heard this, her face was very bad and she was a little angry.

It was Hibiscus who came to buy food before, and she didn't know the attitude of the people in the grain store.

Even though the exile smoothed out a lot of the edges and corners of Old Madam Cui, at this moment, Old Madam Cui still felt a little embarrassed, and a surge of anger surged in her heart.

It's okay for her to be humiliated, but she is still with Zhiluo by her side, she doesn't want Zhiluo to be bullied like this.

"Your store is open for business, and we are talking about the price."

The shopkeeper said disdainfully: "Our store just doesn't negotiate the price, and if you can't afford to buy it if you wear it so coldly, you can't afford it, what price to talk about." ”

Jiang Zhiluo stopped Mrs. Cui and said, "Mother, don't be angry. ”

Jiang Zhiluo didn't get angry, just looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Little brother, if you don't bargain, you won't bargain, it's too much to humiliate people." ”

Jiang Zhiluo's expression was calm, but her eyes had a cold and sharp glint in her eyes.

The shopkeeper originally wanted to say a few words of sarcasm, but for some reason, there was a feeling of cold air coming from the soles of his feet.

He didn't know why, but a sense of fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

His lips moved, but he didn't speak.

At this moment, an old lady with gray hair came in with two bags of things at the door, "Is this a grain store?" ”

The old lady's clothes were patched, and the shoes on her feet were torn and her toes were exposed.

The old lady spoke a little timidly, and her voice had a dialect accent.

When the shopkeeper looked at it, he waved the feather duster in his hand and said, "Go, hurry up, not everyone can come to our grain store, don't dirty the place in our store." ”

The old lady staggered a few steps and hurriedly explained: "I am selling grain, and I bring freshly ground wheat flour to sell noodles." ”

The shopkeeper frowned and said, "Your village has a special way to collect grain and win people, so don't you sell it to them." ”

The old lady lowered her head and did not answer, but whispered, "Do you collect grain in your grain store?" ”

"This is a good fine noodle."

The shopkeeper walked to the door, opened the bag and looked at it, and said, "Your noodles are not fine noodles at all, they are very rough, you can collect six cents a catty, sell them, and leave quickly if you don't sell them." ”

"This, this, this is good noodles, really fine noodles, no miscellaneous grains."

The old lady hurriedly explained.

But the shopkeeper had a tough attitude, "If you don't believe it, you go to another grain store and ask, and people may not be able to collect your grain for six cents a catty." ”

God was too entangled and hesitant, and she continued to sell food for some money.

But the price is too low, this is the best fine noodles.

The old lady wiped the sweat from her forehead, still thinking about asking more and giving it a try.

She tucked away the sack, picked up the slab and left.

The shopkeeper threatened unhappily: "Old man, I can tell you, your front foot is gone, if you come back to sell grain again, it will not be this price, it will be five cents a catty." ”

Mrs. Cui looked at this scene, her heart was on fire, and her heart was even heavier when she thought of the scene when someone came to the village to collect grain last year.

The old lady hesitated when she heard this.

Jiang Zhiluo sneered, walked over and said to the old lady: "Grandma, I see that your side is a good noodle, how about I buy it all according to the market price, nineteen cents a catty?" ”

(End of chapter)