It's unusual for a farmer to have a girl

Chapter 21 Acquisition
Damai glanced at his brothers and sisters, and then said: "Why don't we buy their Shanlihong. These people don't know how to make Shanlihong when they get home, so they keep it."

Song Shi nodded, this is also a solution.

There are many fruit trees in the mountains, but they belong to everyone, just like now, anyone can pick them.

She touched the silver in the purse...

"It seems that we can only buy Shanlihong. We don't have it here, but there must be in other places. Let's go to other villages to collect it."

Li Benshan said: "First pick up the crops from our village. They all live in the same village. It's a pity to have bad hands."

Mrs. Li muttered: "If I say that our village doesn't take a catty, I'll let them die."

Although she said so, she had already walked to the door.

When I reached the door, I turned back and asked, "How do you accept the law? I'll go to the village to talk about it."

Song said: "Stop yelling in the village. Take a scoop of sugar snowballs to Uncle Lizheng's house and ask him to notify the villagers."

If the second brother and sister went to the village to yell, with her temper, with a dark face and unwillingness, wouldn't she offend others?
It was originally a matter of two benefits and one benefit (that is, a win-win situation), so why do you have to offend others?

Li Benshan said: "Do as sister-in-law says, don't make a fool of yourself, the price is based on the market price, three catties for one penny."

After listening to Li Shi's words, Li Zheng readily agreed.

He is of course clear about this matter in the village.It's all nonsense!

So he can only watch and follow everyone else.

It's a good thing to make money after tossing around.If they can't make it through, it's because they have no ability and can't depend on others.

If he meddles in this place and doesn't let everyone do it, it will be a loss of people's money.

In this society, cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. Isn't this attracting hatred?He absolutely can't do this.

Therefore, he could only sit at home and watch everyone's turmoil with cold eyes.

Seeing that everyone was downcast and lost their spirits, he breathed a sigh of relief and finally calmed down.

It became quiet, but everyone lowered their heads and ignored everyone they saw, as if everyone owed two pennies.He is troubled just looking at it.

Therefore, he was actually very happy when Mrs. Li came to him.

It is not a waste of work to let the villagers sell the Shanlihong that has been smashed in their hands.

Things are done, Mrs. Li is busy leaving, there are a lot of things at home!
Lizheng's daughter-in-law poured the sugar snowball into her own basin, handed the gourd scoop to Mrs. Li, and said with a smile, "Come if you come, take something."

Mrs. Li said with a smile: "It's not a precious thing, let the children eat sweet mouths."

Lizheng's daughter-in-law said angrily: "You, you are too polite. Don't do this next time?"

The two were talking politely, one was leaving and the other was seeing off.

At this time, the second son and daughter-in-law of Li Zheng's family came over and said with a smile: "Second sister-in-law, this candy snowball is really delicious, how do you make the sweet noodles outside?"

Mrs. Li was stunned, what did she do, this is the most confidential matter in the family, I can't tell you.

Li Zheng's wife stared at her own daughter-in-law and said, "You can just eat, why ask so many questions?"

She glanced at Li Shi again shyly, and said: "This daughter-in-law doesn't understand anything, can she just inquire about handicrafts?"

The second son's wife laughed and said, "I'm just curious."

Mrs. Li quickly smiled and said: "It's okay, Uncle Li is kind to my family, I don't tell anyone and I have to tell you."

As she spoke, she lowered her voice and said, "Snow balls are made of sugar, just like candied haws. Auntie, please don't tell anyone."

Anyone who has eaten sugar snowballs knows that it is made of sugar, but how to make it is not so easy to learn.

Although she finds it very easy now, it's like insulating a layer of window paper, and anyone can do it if it is pierced.

But Xiao Mian said, interlacing is like a mountain, and those who are used to making candied haws may be able to figure it out one day.But for other laymen, it is difficult to make it!

After sending Li Shi away, Li Zheng's face darkened.

She glanced at the restless second son and daughter-in-law, then at the old wife, and went out with her hands behind her back.

He had to go to the village to talk about Benshan's family's acquisition of Shanlihong.As for disciplining the daughter-in-law, that is the job of the old wife.

After Lizheng went out, Lizheng's daughter-in-law pointed at her second son and scolded, "You shallow-sighted bastard. What are you doing?"

"Sugar snowball is someone's handicraft. You ask how they do it? Whose handicraft can you talk about casually? What's wrong? You still want to steal a teacher to learn the art? Do you want to lose face?"

The second son's daughter-in-law explained: "I'm not curious. I only asked when my mouth was bald."

She grumbled dissatisfied: "If you say something is made of sugar, tell our family if you say anything else. Then who doesn't know it's made of sugar? Does he need to tell? It's very obedient."

Li Zheng's daughter-in-law slapped her on the back in anger.

"Then how else can they tell you? Teach you hand in hand? You are indiscriminate. Is the family short of your food or your drink? It makes you so blind."

After being slapped, the second son's daughter-in-law didn't dare to fight back, although she was not convinced.

Harvesting hawthorn is famous.

And it's not the way to always use gourd scoops to sell sugar snowballs.

Because I am always afraid of not giving enough, the gourds are always filled to the brim, and I give more every time.

The hawthorns I picked by myself in the past cost nothing, so it’s okay to give more.After that, Hawthorn will have a cost, and if I give more, I will be reluctant in my heart.

It hurts to give too much, and it's even worse to give less, so Song gritted his teeth and bought two scales.

The two weighed one big and one small, the small one was sold in the county to sell sugar snowballs, and the big one collected hawthorn at home.

After solving the problem of raw materials, Li's business is back on track.

After so many days of study, Mrs. Li also learned how to make sugar-fried hawthorn and candied haws.

Have done it a few times with a high success rate.Xiao Mian also let go.

Seeing the whole family busy, Li Xiaomian sneaked out of the house.

Since coming to this world, she has only cared about two things.

One is to find a way to earn money and eat well, and the other is to find the treasures of heaven and earth to restore the vitality of the space.

Xiao Mian looked at Daqing Mountain, and there was a hawthorn tree on the mountain that she cared about.

It was very windy today, there were not many people on the street, the enthusiasm for picking hawthorns was gone, and the cocklebur seeds were also searched. Most of the idle villagers were at home.

Li Xiaomian wrapped her turban, only her eyes were exposed, and with her little hands, she followed her memory to find the hawthorn tree.

There is no wind in the mountains, but you can hear the whistling wind overhead.

The hawthorn tree was bare and had no red fruit.

Xiao Mian circled the hawthorn tree twice.But did not find the slightest aura.

Could it be the last time you saw it?

Xiao Mian was depressed, but based on the principle that she would rather catch her by mistake than let her go.

Regardless of whether it has aura or not, Li Xiaomian decided to move the hawthorn tree into the space.

The hawthorn tree was rooted in the crevices of the rocks, and Xiao Mian was weak, so it was impossible to dig it out.

It seems that it can only rely on the power of space.

I checked the surroundings to make sure that there was no movement here that would be noticed.Then she hugged the hawthorn tree and stepped into the space.

(End of this chapter)