"Huh? Is there something wrong? ”

"What do you say? There are only 30 grains of wheat in an ear of wheat, two cents per ear, and 50 ears for a dollar, all of which add up to less than a pound, right? How much is a pound of flour? ”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged woman, Yang Xingwen and his father hurriedly stood up to play a round, but they were robbed by Yang Xingwu.

"Auntie can't say that, what if according to what you say, the price of eggs and chicks is not the same?

What's more, now that we have harvested the wheat kernels, we also have losses! And now this wheat kernel can be eaten, and it can be cooked for ten ears without drying it! Two cents for a meal of wheat kernel porridge is still quite cost-effective! ”

"You can't sell like that anyway?"

Although the middle-aged woman was a little caught in it, she still felt that she had suffered a big loss, and immediately began to mess around.

Yang Xingwu had a little headache when he saw the customer like this.

"So be it! Auntie, you say a price, and if it's right, I'll sell you! ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman immediately smiled.

"That's right! If you want me to say that you will only pay a penny and two ears, I will ask for a dollar, and the wheat kernels peeled out of two hundred ears of wheat are almost a pound, so that you can sell one pound of wheat for one dollar, which is more than your usual one-pound wheat for a dime and two, and you have already made a lot of money. ”

The middle-aged woman had a look of taking advantage of it.

"Auntie, if you say so, I have collected as much wheat as you have in your family, and you can't use the price of the unified purchase of grain to calculate this money!

If according to the calculation of bargaining grain, what if the wheat is still two cents and three cents? If you like sun-dried grains, when my wheat is harvested, how will you buy it then?

If you want sincerely, I will give you a real price, a penny and an ear, I don't have much, I will go back after selling, the season of eating wheat kernels is just a few days, after this village, but there is no such shop! ”

"You little comrade, you're quite powerful, then do as you say, give me two yuan!"

The middle-aged woman didn't expect a rural farmer to react so quickly, looked a few people up and down, saw some clues, and immediately said cheerfully.

Hearing this, Yang Chunsheng and Yang Xingwen, the two of them hurriedly helped to count the ears of wheat, and after counting, Yang Xingwu casually took out a few ears of wheat and added them to it.

"You're the first guest today, please be lucky!"

"Nice little comrade! I'll come to you when I buy wheat kernels in the future! ”

The middle-aged woman praised Yang Xingwu, took out a pair of two yuan from the handkerchief, and after Yang Xingwu took it, he handed it to his father.

Two hundred ears of wheat, it doesn't look heavy, but the volume is a bit big, it's really not easy to take, Yang Xingwu asked the eldest brother to help send the customer home.

Now I received another burst of gratitude.

Yang Xingwen took the ears of wheat and followed the middle-aged woman into the community.

As soon as the two entered the community, Yang Xingwu saw the person who gave them water just now, talking to the middle-aged lady.

"Chunhua, why are you back? Isn't it going to work? ”

"I didn't see wheat kernels anymore, so I bought some, I haven't eaten it for a long time, and it's the season. Brother Zhang, do you want it? What about the little comrade? ”

"Oh! Is it expensive to sell? ”

"It's okay, one penny and one ear!"

"That's okay!"

Zhang Jianjun listened to the price, and his heart was quite moved, and he immediately said:

"Little comrade, after you send the spring flowers, you can send me a dollar later!"

"Okay! I'll give it to you after I've sent it to this aunt! ”

Yang Xingwen heard that the business was coming, and hurriedly agreed.

After the two entered the family building, Yang Xingwen came in and saw that the environment in the community was really good, and the flowers in the flower bed were blooming.

He hurriedly looked away, followed the customer back to the door, put the ears of wheat at the door, and hurriedly went downstairs.

When Liu Chunhua saw this scene, her heart was touched.

When Yang Xingwen came back, he saw a circle of people in front of the rack car, and the ears of wheat were disappearing at a very fast speed.

Yang Xingwen hurriedly counted a hundred ears, thought about it and took a few more, and then sent them to the guard room.

After taking the dollar handed over by Zhang Jianjun, he went back to the rack car to help.

After a little more work, all the ears of wheat that he had brought were sold.

This made Yang Chunsheng breathe a sigh of relief.

The sun in mid-May was not so scorching, and the three of them pushed the cart to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy 50 catties of cornmeal.

A dime and a catty, because it is coarse grain, there is no food stamp, and this is the only food they can afford.

As for millet and wheat flour, they basically cost more than two cents and a catty.

If there are food stamps, it is a dime and a dime, but they are all peasants, and there is no other way to get them except to exchange grain for food stamps.

The price of bargained grain without food stamps is much higher, and the least is doubled.

After buying fifty catties of flour and spending five yuan, Yang Chunsheng's face suddenly showed a smile, if you save some food, you can eat it for about a month, and this month will not be so difficult.

Yang Xingwen was very happy to see half a bag of grain, and having food meant that he would not be hungry.

After buying food, the family did not delay, and immediately walked towards home.

The ears of wheat were replaced with grain, and the sorrow of several people disappeared, replaced by smiles on their faces.

In a happy mood, everyone went home a lot faster.

By the time the three of them got home, it was already dark.

Yang Xingwu was still pushed back by his eldest brother and father on the shelf car.

This time, the speed of the crowd was much faster, and Yang Xingwu estimated that it would take less than seven hours to walk.

At this time, Wang Zhaodi was already making dinner at home, waiting for her son and husband to come back for dinner.

Seeing that it was already dark and everyone hadn't come back yet, she couldn't help but be a little anxious, and hurriedly walked to the entrance of the village to wait for the three of them.

After a long time, Wang Zhaodi heard the voices of the three and shouted.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowu?"

"Mother, it's us!"

Hearing this, Wang Zhaodi breathed a sigh of relief.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Yang Xingwu hurriedly got out of the car and returned home with his parents and eldest brother.

Back at home, the three of them threw the cart into the yard, and Yang Chunsheng carried half a bag of cornmeal into the hall.

"Xiaolan, light the oil lamp and light the core a little!"

"Hey!"

When Yang Xiaolan heard her father's slightly joyful words, she immediately agreed, went to the kitchen in the dark to get matches, and after returning to the hall, she lit the oil lamp and plucked the wick with a needle.

The dark room suddenly lit up.

Only then did Wang Zhaodi see the cloth bag that her husband put on the bench.

"All this food?"

"Yes, it's all cornmeal!"

"Great!"

Hearing her husband's words, Wang Zhaodi immediately cried with joy.

Yang Xiaolan hurriedly helped her mother, and Yang Xiaohong's little eyes couldn't help but light up when she looked at the half bag of grain.

"Mother, don't worry, there should be some money, let's count how much it is first?"

"Yes, count."

Yang Xingwu said that he first moved the food aside, poured out all the gross tickets he received, looked at the coins on the table and two cents, as well as the gross tickets of five cents, one cent, and two cents, and the family counted them several times, a total of three yuan, eight cents and four cents.

Add in the five yuan to buy grain, which was sold for less than nine yuan a day.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xingwu was speechless, and his operation was as fierce as a tiger, and he saw that the salary was eight yuan and eight cents!