Liang Zhaoyi found a place next to the old grandmother and sat down.

The old grandmother smiled and said to her, "Are you still here to sell wild mushrooms today?" ”

Liang Zhaoyi has been selling wild mushrooms here before, but he has never made any money selling them.

Liang Zhaoyi shook his head slightly, smiled and opened the rice bag in his basket, revealing the white rice inside.

This is what she had in it when she first came over.

The old grandmother had a stunned expression on her face, and she couldn't react when she looked at the rice: "Yo, what about so much rice?" You're here to sell rice today? ”

In these days, it is rare to see rice of such good quality, even when the grocery store has just released grain, you can't see such white rice.

"You take out such a good rice and sell it? Isn't there a lack of food at home? The old woman asked, "Isn't it good to have this rice and eat it yourself?" ”

The grandmother thinks relatively simply, isn't everyone coming out to set up a stall just to fill their stomachs? If there is such a good quality of rice, why should it be sold?

Liang Zhaoyi said softly: "You also know, my mother is sick now, and she needs money to buy medicine to cure her illness, and no matter how good the rice is, she has to sell it." ”

When the old grandmother heard what she said, she also nodded: "That's right, it's more important to cure the disease!" ”

As he spoke, he paused and asked, "Then how much do you sell for this rice?" If the price is right, I'll buy some back. ”

Liang Zhaoyi also inquired about the price of rice on their side, and the rice in the public market is about one pound and two cents, but the quality is not so good, most of it is some old rice, and food stamps are needed.

The free market is three cents that fluctuate up and down, and there is no need for food stamps.

If she sells two cents and a half, it should be a bestseller.

She is ready to take the path of small profits and quick turnover, and there is no need for costs anyway.

"Grandma, when I went out, my mother told me to sell it for three cents a pound." Liang Zhaoyi pretended to think for two seconds, and then continued, "We are so familiar, count you two cents and sixty-one catties, and you don't need food stamps, what do you think?" ”

Asking for an extra penny is to give her room for counteroffer.

It's just that I didn't expect my grandmother to pay her back, and said with a smile: "It's more expensive than the rice in the grocery store, but it's in good condition, and you don't need food stamps, it's understandable that it's a little more expensive, and I will also buy some good ones and go back to my eldest grandson to eat!" ”

As he spoke, he took out five cents from the elastic band around his waist and handed it to Liang Zhaoyi.

Liang Zhaoyi opened a bag of ten catties of rice, and the rice bag contained ten catties, but the grandmother only needed five cents, and she didn't have a scale, so she could only borrow the scale of the stall owner next to her.

When the stall owners next to her saw that she had such beautiful rice, they all came over to ask for the price.

Liang Zhaoyi said three cents to everyone.

When I said the price, I squeezed my eyes at the grandmother.

The old grandmother naturally knew what she meant, and said that she knew, and she would not say more.

After Liang Zhaoyi weighed the old woman, he weighed a few catties for several other stall owners.

In a short time, all the ten catties of grain were sold.

Liang Zhaoyi looked at the empty cloth bag and his own pocket ticket, and couldn't open his eyes with a smile.

She knew that the grain of Baihuahua could be sold no matter where it was!

After selling the rice, seeing that the time was almost up, she had to hurry back for lunch, otherwise Chen Qiaoyun would be worried if she didn't go back for a long time. So she didn't stay any longer, packed up her things, and went back with the basket.

After an hour's walk, I finally got back to the village.

Now the weather outside in May, although it is not too hot, but she is sweating all the way.

At this time, the people in the village had just returned from the fields, carrying farm tools one by one, talking and laughing.

When several women saw Liang Zhaoyi carrying a vegetable basket, they asked, "Zhaoyi, is this going up the mountain to pick wild mushrooms again?" ”

Liang Zhaoyi saw that several people had a kind attitude, so he smiled and nodded in response: "Yes, I sold a lot today!" ”

As he spoke, he waved his hand at a few people, "Aunts, my mother is still waiting for me at home, so I won't tell you more!" ”

After speaking, the person has already run away.

Looking at her back, several women glanced at each other and said with some pity: "Poor one, you have to support your family and mother at such a young age!" ”

"If you want me to say that the dead man has no conscience, he left this girl and ran away, I heard that there are still rich families in the family! Don't send some money back when you go back! ”

"It's not that you don't have a conscience! At the beginning, I saw that he was an honest person, but I didn't expect to know people and faces! I knew he was so dishonest, I wouldn't have voted for him in the first place! ”

"That's it!"

……

A group of people were talking here, Liang Zhaoyi didn't know, but even if he heard it, he didn't care.

She had heard enough of these words, and they couldn't hurt her.

"Zhaoyi! Zhaoyi! ”

Hearing someone calling, Liang Zhaoyi raised his head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

A teenage girl, with two thick braids, was running towards her.

This is one of Liang Zhaoyi's few good friends, Jin Miaomiao.

Jin Miaomiao is 14 years old this year, five years older than Liang Zhaoyi.

Their mothers are good friends, so they are good friends too.

"You're in town again? Did you sell it today? ”

Before he arrived, Jin Miaomiao's inquiry had already arrived.

Jin Miaomiao's skin is a healthy wheat color, and when she smiles, there are two pear vortices at the corners of her mouth, which looks very cute.

When he walked up to him, he saw Liang Zhaoyi covered in sweat, so he took out a handkerchief and wiped her forehead.

"It's not too hot outside, so you can't blow the wind if you're sweating, be careful of catching a cold."

Jin Miaomiao's face was full of sincerity, and she looked at Liang Zhaoyi as if she was looking at her ignorant little sister.

Liang Zhaoyi smiled and enjoyed her gentleness.

"Thank you, Sister Miao Miao!"

Jin Miaomiao pointed her finger on her head a little, and said angrily: "Little girl! ”

"How? Did the mushrooms sell today? ”

While asking, he had already reached out to open the cloth bag in the vegetable basket in Liang Zhaoyi's hand.

Seeing the rice inside, Jin Miaomiao looked overjoyed: "Yo, it's amazing today!" Buying rice back? ”

Liang Zhaoyi nodded hurriedly: "Today there is a man who loves to eat wild mushrooms, and I have wrapped all my wild mushrooms!" ”

Jin Miaomiao raised her hand and stroked her head twice: "Xiao Zhaoyi is out!" ”

As he spoke, he shook the bucket in his hand again, and said with a smile, "Then I'll add a dish for you too." ”

Liang Zhaoyi stretched out his head to look, and then he saw that it was a fresh crucian carp inside!

"My dad just caught it back today, so I'll send one over for you to taste!" Jin Miaomiao smiled, "Let's go, I'll go see Aunt Qiaoyun too!" ”

As he spoke, he took Liang Zhaoyi's hand and walked home.

Liang Zhaoyi raised his eyes to look at her and pursed his lips slightly.