Start of the famine: Take the crazy batch of sisters to farm and make a fortune

Ding Xuewei showed her sincerity, but there is no way a businessman doesn't understand the truth of having money in hand.

"Let's talk about the price first. After the price is confirmed, I will give you a deposit of [-]. You prepare the food, and my people will hand over it directly to you tomorrow. We will weigh it with one hand and pay with the other hand."

According to the normal mass purchase, the process is like this.

She is so familiar, the shopkeeper is too embarrassed to doubt anything.

"Miss can place an order for you, so you know how I am, and I promise you to be kind when you order the price of food here..."

Polished rice, broken rice, brown rice.

White noodles, black noodles, rough noodles.

Beans, peas, mung beans...
But for everything in the store, even if there is only the last bag, he will give a price.

Ding Xuewei didn't care about trifles, and ordered the food after lowering the price a little. With her thoughts together, she left one house and went to another.

The grain stores in the city are all time-honored, perhaps it should be said that the business in this world is basically of the traditional type.

There is no such thing as a world of capital-directed economic bubbles. Businessmen are either lucky enough to earn more money every year, and then make a fortune and form a power, or they are mediocre, passing incense from generation to generation and relying on word of mouth to make their fortunes.

Adulteration, water injection or something, not nothing.

It's like cheating the evil forces of the Xu family.

But not many.

Ding Xuewei doesn't have to worry that these shops will be shoddy, and she doesn't have to worry that they will sell the problem food to herself after the disaster.

Even if you don't know who she is, you can tell that she is not someone to mess with just by her outfit.

After thinking about it, Ding Xuewei felt that she didn't need to be harsh on herself anymore, she could wear the big gold chain she should wear, and the gem flower hairpin she should wear.

These gifts from the imperial court can not only bring invisible economic pressure to people, but if something happens, they can also be used to scare people.

It can be said that there are many benefits.

Ding Xuewei couldn't take the rice grains with her, but dozens of catties of defective caramel was fine.

When the old village head, Wang Dazhu, and his group were waiting at the gate of the city, when they saw her, the first thing they saw was the basket that weighed her down.

"Why do you recite it by yourself, and don't come over and call for someone?" The old village chief who followed him was heartbroken, and looked back and forth at Ding Xuewei's shoulders.

I wish I had the ability to see through.

Ding Xuewei also had shoulder pain: "I bought too much, it's useless to come and shout, I can't get it out today."

She didn't say that the old emperor was about to burp, that the political situation was unstable, and that food prices might increase.

Not to mention every family in the village, even the homes of ordinary people in the city have prepared enough dried wild vegetables and dried mushrooms. They are not afraid that they will not have rations this winter, let alone her and the people in the village.

"There are quite a few people from my master's side, and some people will come back later. They are all the owners of good food and a good place to live. The house can't satisfy them, and the rice and grain can't be deducted."

No one doubted how respectful Mr. Yang's staff were to Ding Xuewei. She made people eat wild vegetables and they dared to resist.

However, Xie Momo and the others seemed to obey her, but in fact they were the masters who obeyed and disobeyed.

That day when old man Ding was taking the banknotes, the old village head was watching.

The village chief also knew that they went to the city to buy medicinal materials but didn't bring anything back.

For them, it is really impossible to think in a good direction.

Ding Xuewei didn't mean to thank Nanny and the others, but the old village chief thought so.

"They're all ancestors."

"..." That's what happened.

But... I'm so sorry.

Ding Xuewei couldn't change her words.

"Let's go first." The old village head couldn't bear Ding Xuewei's embarrassment.

Looking at her appearance, I really only have one thought, and that is that she is helpless.

Unbearable, Wang Dazhu diverted Ding Xuewei's attention.

"I thought you would take a lot of them home, so I left a carriage for you."

"How about I go buy some more?" Ding Xuewei was a little moved.

When I went out, I thought about buying things, and when I came again, Ding Xuewei had a lot of livestock.

Except for the village head and her, basically everyone has a car.

Everyone knew that Ding Xuewei was a spendthrift, so naturally she kept the car.

It was really surprising when I only brought back a bag of sugar.

Of course, this is only in the case of her carrying a bag of sugar.

"It's still early, you can buy more if you want to buy." Wang Dazhu was very patient.

Ding Xuewei was thinking about asking them to go back to purchase, fearing that it would be impossible, she nodded and asked Wang Dazhu to lead the carriage and turn back to the street with her.

It didn't take long for the two people who were pulling a cart full of things to line up at the end of the line going out of the city.

In this earthquake, the generous city walls and magnificent city gates were not spared. These city gates are really nothing more than protection against gentlemen.

Because the whole city is well-connected, the inspection is not so rigorous. When the guards and soldiers see the familiar old village chief, they even omit basic inquiries.

"Uncle and Uncle." Facing Shang and Boss, Ding Xuewei smiled sweetly: "Thank you for your hard work, eat two pieces of candy slowly."

Wang Dazhu, who didn't know what she wanted to do with the fifty catties of sugar by the car door before, immediately understood what she meant, lifted the burden, and handed it to the boss who turned around when he heard Ding Xuewei's voice.

"It's been a long time since I saw you. Uncles are all grown-ups, so you don't eat candy, so take it back and eat slowly." It's called an affectionate relationship with the boss.

What he faced was not an ordinary peasant girl, but a peasant girl who had been rewarded by today.

Ding Xuewei was not surprised by his politeness: "The village is busy, so it's rare to go to the city. During this time, uncles have worked very hard, and I can't do anything for them. I can only let them eat two candies to relieve their fatigue."

The little girl smiled sweetly, and she was about to get off the carriage to deliver the sweets herself, so she and the boss hurried to pick them up.

"Your uncles have received your thoughts. Don't worry about it. Get out of the city quickly. Uncle won't delay your time."

They are busy, and Ding Xuewei is also busy. The best thing to do is not to waste their time.

Ding Xuewei appreciated it, and immediately sat back.

"I will invite you to drink tea when my uncles are free."

"See you."

He was polite to the boss, and the officials around him also nodded politely to Ding Xuewei.

At this time, around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Pedestrians who are a little farther away from the city are basically on their way.

When Ding Xuewei's carriage was bumped suddenly, she and Wang Dazhu didn't think too much.

Turning their heads, the two wanted to know who was in such a hurry and didn't even know how to give way to such a big carriage.

At the time when she turned her head, Ding Xuewei was carried to the carriage that hit them, and then the carriage that had already turned halfway when it hit them sprinted straight away.

Before Ding Xuewei could scream, she was taken far away.

"Xuewei!"

Wang Dazhu, who came back to his senses, grabbed the reins and was about to follow.

This place is indeed a fork in the road, which can be regarded as wide, but the carriage needs a certain range to turn. When he pushed hard, the horse turned its head, but the carriage got stuck and went backwards.

"What's wrong."

The man walking in front heard the voice, grabbed the rein and turned his head to ask.

Wang Dazhu, who almost knocked himself down, came back to his senses.

"Xuewei has been taken away, hurry up and report to the city gate." (End of this chapter)