Father Zhuang planted a lot of corn in the fields, fields, and at the foot of the mountain this year, and he collected about three stones in total, and he didn't eat much, and since he met such a good price, he thought about selling it all.

Originally, it was kept as food.

This year's grain and their family have sold all of it. Even if the price is sad, it is still sold.

Di Ying smiled and nodded, and motioned to Father Zhuang to slow down, they can wait.

Father Zhuang bowed gratefully to the three of them, and then prepared to go back to load the grain.

But after walking a few steps, he turned his head again, looked at the basket, at the kind man who had given him money, and looked around again.

He beckoned, "Come to my house and rest for a while." I'll boil you some hot water to drink. It's all a lunar day, it's too cold. ”

So, at his warm invitation, the "foot merchants" stepped into the courtyard gate of the dealer's house.

In the yard, very simple.

This kind of simplicity is relative to the simplicity of ordinary villagers' homes.

It's just that there are very few things, and they are very neatly arranged. But there are more huts on both sides of the courtyard than in the courtyards of ordinary villagers.

It seems to be deliberately separated.

One of the small windows didn't close, and Di Ying glanced inside.

I understood in my heart: the farm tools, baskets, sundries, etc. that should have been piled up in the courtyard were all packed up in the hut.

This is not to prevent loss, but to prevent spring flowers from grabbing, taking, and waving.

Di Ying sat down at an old wooden table in the courtyard.

Father Zhuang greeted while asking Mother Zhuang to serve tea to the guests. He asked, "You didn't bring anything, so how did you take away this corn?" ”

Di Ying replied with a smile: "Our price is equivalent to buying a basket together." Then they will be piled up in one place, and there will be wagons to pull them away. ”

Father Zhuang understood.

He didn't complain that the guest didn't make it clear, but felt that he was stupid and didn't think of it. The guests all came with two hands, and they must have been counted together with the baskets.

That's as it should be. After all, the price is so high, how much is a basket worth a few dollars?

But there are no clean baskets that his family can use to hold grain. Zhuang's father was entangled in whether to go to a neighbor's house to borrow a few.

But he was afraid that it would come out at a glance...... I still have a few stones left for sale.

I heard the guest say: "Brother, sit down first, I have something I want to ask you." Don't worry about harvesting corn, when our cart arrives, there are things to load. You can buy everything you want to sell. ”

When Father Zhuang heard this, his heart was completely relieved.

The big hand rubbed a few times on his pants, and he sat down opposite the chubby guest.

He sat down and asked, "Old man, I have never set foot in this village in my life, what do you want to ask?" ”

Di Ying listened, but a little emotion rose in her heart: What kind of caution is this? It is far beyond the caution of normal villagers.

However, he still maintains a friendly smile on his face.

He smiled and asked, "Brother, what about us, we mainly collect leather goods." After all, it's lighter, it's more valuable, and you can earn more money by selling it to the capital. I don't know who in your village still has leather goods in stock? I wonder if they're willing to sell to us? ”

When Father Zhuang heard that he was asked about this, his face immediately relaxed.

He grabbed the big teapot on the table, poured a few bowls of tea for the guests, and replied like a few treasures.

"The head of the village came in, and the third household on the left, his family, was a hunter, and there were furs in storage, just waiting for a good price. The price you give is high, and they will be able to sell it.

The fourth household on the right, his family began to feed rabbits last year, and also fed a lot of them, I have seen his family have dried rabbit skin. If it is not cut, it should also be sold for silver.

There is also the seventh household on the left, and there are only two families left in that family. Their eldest son fell off a cliff and died a few years ago, and the younger son went out and never returned. I've heard where to make a fortune.

The old man likes to set up a set in the mountains, and there are also leather goods that have not been sold. Just waiting for someone to come to collect it, it is said that there are still young and old.

The eighth household on the right is also quite unfortunate. He has only one son in the family, and he ran out with the youngest son of the family I mentioned earlier, and he never came back.

There were four daughters in that family, all of whom were married. However, some often come back to see it, and some send some fur back. They can't wear that much, so they should be able to sell them.

In fact, speaking of this, there are four boys in our village who went out with those two boys and said that they were going out to wander.

They all left home twelve years ago, when they were only seventeen or eighteen years old, and they both liked to run outside.

The people in the family couldn't stand it, so they went out and never came back, and I heard that I went to be a soldier, but I don't know if it was or not.

One of the boys is next door to my house. I watched the child grow up, and he has always taken good care of my family's spring flowers, and he is very protective of them. Alas. ”

Zhuang's father counted and talked about things one by one.

Di Ying has also been chatting with each other. It wasn't until the tea was almost full that someone pulled a few carts.

The man took away the farmer's corn in a large cloth bag. After Di Ying paid the money, she said goodbye to Zhuang's father and left.

There is no mention of Chunhua's case.

But the goal: already obvious.

If nothing else, it was the five young men who had left home suddenly and were never heard from again.

However, I am not young anymore.

According to the age, the home where they left when they were seventeen or eighteen years old has now passed twelve years, and they have naturally entered middle age.

Nie Bo and the others, who were pulling the cart, quickly pulled the cart away again.

Previously, when waiting for Father Zhuang to load the corn, Di Ying considered that the stuffing would be exposed, so he asked Xie Jing to notify Nie Bo and the others after the fall.

Di Ying also harvested corn sincerely. It's a big deal to take it back and give it to someone's house. But you have to get out of the village a little faster.

Otherwise, the price ......

Once the news spread, Di Ying should consider whether to run away.

But Zhuang's father didn't spread the word.

And when Di Ying was talking to Zhuang's father in front of the door before, because everyone would walk around the door of the Zhuang family, they were not listened to.

It's a big hassle.

"Oh lord, you say, why doesn't Father Zhuang want to share good things with the villagers?"

Xie Jing blinked his peach blossom eyes and asked with some puzzlement.

He felt in his heart: Isn't Father Zhuang a little selfish? If the villagers found out in the future, they would hate Father Zhuang, right?