lady, please calm down

Chapter 25 Thinking
The next day.

In the morning, the handover was completed, and the tomatoes and Zitao brought along this time were sold to Ximen Gong.

There are more than 200 peaches left, with a unified price of [-] Wen per piece.

Tomatoes are high-yielding crops. Even though the land is a little weaker, more than 300 of the first stubble were picked, and the price was [-] yuan.

In the afternoon, after a few people left Ximen Mansion, the eldest son who had a good impression of Ximen Gong said worryingly: "Brother Chu, the beauty and fruit are so expensive, will the officials of Ximen lose money?"

"As long as he finds the target group, he earns more than us." Chen Chu gave an example: "Before Ding Wei's disaster, a milk orange produced in Dongjiacheng, Liangzhe Road was transported to Tokyo City, Kaifeng Prefecture. It’s as high as three times, but rich households are scrambling to buy it, and the supply exceeds the demand.”

Whether it is fruit or seasonal vegetables, if they are scarce to a certain extent, they are endowed with the attributes of flaunting identity and social status.

Similar to luxury cars and famous watches, it is also like the Alba white truffle that costs [-] yuan per gram in later generations.

Rare things are more expensive.

Hearing Chen Chu talking about Bianjing City, Yang Zhen said strangely: "Brother Chu, you have never been to Tokyo, how did you know about the Sanguan Rukan?"

"Reading, the last time I went to the city, I bought a miscellaneous journal "Tokyo Menghualu", which describes Ding Weiqian's Tokyo city."

"It's good to be able to read and write. You can know the world's affairs without going out." Yang Zhen envied.

Chen Chu chuckled and comforted, "Don't be sad, although you can't read, you don't have a wife."

"roll!"

Before leaving the city, he took the ox cart from the storage, and Chen Chu found an iron shop, paid a fixed amount of money, and asked the other party to build some objects according to the drawings he drew.

Then I went to a jewelry store called Qionghuaxuan.

Last night, I saw the sisters and daughters in the Caiwei Pavilion, all of them wearing hairpins and hairpins. Chen Chu remembered that his kitten was only tied up with blue silk with a floral cloth towel, so he bought a silver hairpin with a flower and butterfly pattern and two long-life locks.

Next door to Qionghuaxuan is a silk and satin shop.

When Chen Chu bought the hairpin and came out, he happened to see Yang Zhen looking around the silk shop.

"What's the matter? Want to buy silk?"

"Hey." The words 'buy silk and satin' made Yang Dalang a little embarrassed.

That's right, although escapees are not easy to mess with, in the eyes of others, they are also blind people with no household registration and no future.

Now that you have just solved your food and clothing, you want to wear silk and satin?
This situation is similar to the demolition households who have been poor for three generations in the later generations, after they became rich overnight, they first bought a Lamborghini.

Unexpectedly, Yang Dalang said shyly: "Yesterday, when we went to the Caiwei Pavilion, we saw silk and silk hanging randomly in the hall as decorations. Mother didn't even wear a silk dress.

When I was young, my mother was often praised by her neighbors for her 'beautiful appearance'.Now, her face is dark, her hands are rough, and she is getting old. I want to buy her some good cloth.Otherwise, I'm afraid she won't have the chance to wear silk in her life."

"Come on, let's go in and pick."

After choosing a few bolts of silk, before leaving the city, Chen Chu made a detour to a rouge shop.

Randomly picked some rouge and gouache, divided them into two portions, and stuffed one portion for Wu Kui after going out.

Seeing Brother Kui's confused face, Chen Chu had no choice but to explain: "After returning to the mountain, if Mrs. Wu smells the smell on you, don't you know what to say?"

Wu Kui was stunned for a moment, and then he looked rejoicing, and said: "Ah, it was almost a bad thing! It's still Brother Chu's thoughtfulness! If she asks me, I will say: I bought you some powder for you to get the smell."

"Hmm." Chen Chu looked like a teachable child.

"Brother Chu, what happened to me and the eldest son? We both have smells too." Yang Zhen approached with a shy face.

"You two don't have a wife, so cover up with wool?"

"I bought it for my mother to use." The eldest son muffled.

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Aunt Yao, who is as loud as a bell and as strong as an ox, puts on makeup and powder. An image popped up in Chen Chu's mind uncontrollably: on the beach, Li Kui, wearing a floral skirt, holding the hem of her skirt, smiling coquettishly and chasing after him in JK uniform , Zhang Fei in stockings, under the setting sun, the corners of the skirt are flying
"I'm convinced you guys, buy, buy, buy. Just buy some for the aunts and sisters-in-law in the village."

At the beginning of the application period.

A few people drove the bullock cart out of the city, and Wang Baocai, the corps commander of the signing army, saw Chen Chu and greeted him from a distance.

Compared with the last time, the items loaded on the bullock cart this time are more expensive.

In addition to grain and meat, there are also several bolts of brocade.

But this time, Chen Chu only exchanged a few words with Wang Baocai, and then followed the team out of the city.

"Brother Chu, why didn't you give him money this time?" Yang Zhen asked strangely.

The money exchanged this time is more than last time. Before leaving the city, Chen Chu specially went to Zhang Bao's house to give a long-lived lock of several taels to Chou Niu'er, so Yang Zhen thought, the generous Chen Chu should give Wang Baocai more Rewards are right.

Unexpectedly, this time it was empty.

"If you give it every time you go out of the city, he will take it as a rule. If you don't give him money one time in the future, it may cause resentment. If you give it from time to time, he will carefully support us and be more generous to ourselves. problem, but to outsiders, we will give them whatever they are worth, and it’s not good to have less, and it’s not good to have too much.”

"Brother Chu, where did you learn these principles?" Yang Zhen looked at Chen Chu carefully for a long time, and couldn't help asking.

Looking at his face, Yang Zhen felt that Chen Chu was younger than himself.

But last night, whether he was facing Ximen Gong or the later Cai family brothers and sisters, Chen Chu was always in this plain state.

At that time, Yang Zhen clearly felt it, and even Brother Zhang Bao, whom he admired the most, was a little cautious when facing Ximen Gong.

It's not that Chen Chushe is a cow, it's just that the relatively equal modern society makes most people somewhat indifferent.

Unlike the ordinary people at this time, when they met a subordinate, they would cower like a tiger.

Regarding Yang Dalang's question, Chen Chu smiled and said, "I learned it from my father."

"Is Uncle Chen an official?"

"No, it's a fish seller, nicknamed 'Fish Guy Chen'."

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This answer was beyond Yang Dalang's expectation, and he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.

Actually, Chen Chu only said half of what he said.

Father Chen did start out selling fish in his early years, but before Chen Chu was born, Father Chen had already become the owner of the seafood market.

'Yilao Chen' has also become 'Mr. Chen'.

He is a well-known inspirational figure nearby.

When Chen Chu was a child, he often heard his father bragging, but some gray joints dotted up and down can also be seen when father and son casually chat and laugh.

Chen's father is five years older than Chen's mother.

After the two divorced, Dad Chen married a girl who was 20 years younger than him, not a few years older than Chen Chu.

'As long as you've got the money, wife's kindergarten' is borne out by Dad.

It's three o'clock in the unitary hour.

A group of people turned a corner on the winding mountain road, and the peach forest at the entrance of the fleeing village was already visible in the distance.

A group of half-children guarding the entrance of the village saw the bullock cart, shouted and ran into the village.

"Mother, mother, big brother is back!" Among them, Yang Lei, Yang Zhen's brother, the 11-year-old Erlang of the Yang family, shouted the loudest.

When I went down the mountain yesterday morning, I originally planned to return on the same day.

But I didn't want to hang around for another night.

Now that there is no means of instant communication, the woman who stayed in the village last night was very worried.

At this time, when they heard that several people were going back to the mountain, they all came out and gathered at the entrance of the village.

In the setting sun, Yang Dalang saw Aunt Yang, whose waist was slightly hunched, standing at the entrance of the village looking out from a distance. His eyes became hot, and he took out a piece of satin from the bullock cart and strode forward.

The mountain road of twenty or thirty feet can be reached in the blink of an eye.

"Mother! Look what I bought for you!" Yang Dalang stood in front of his mother, who was a head shorter than himself, holding the satin in both hands, like a child who has got something he loves and is eager to share.

"My son, why are you buying these!" Aunt Yang looked at the lake-green silk and was taken aback, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but she was afraid of staining the silk.

"Hey, mother, just touch it, I bought it for you to make clothes." Yang Zhen couldn't help but stuff the satin into his mother's arms.

The setting sun reflected on the satin, reflecting a luxurious matte that was dizzying.

Aunt Yang mumbled speechlessly.

"Sister-in-law, Da Lang knows that he loves you, so why not buy you good cloth to make clothes for you? It's not like my idiot, who doesn't know how to understand, and behaves like his father."

Aunt Yao on the side was envious and slightly sour.

Yao's eldest son who was following behind happened to come up close, and said in a low voice, "Mother, I also know that I love you. You also have this cloth, and I even bought you rouge."

rouge?

This thing is really a rare thing in Escape Village.

A group of women hurriedly gathered around, chattering and forcing the eldest son Yao to open the rouge box, and then you smeared a rouge on my face, and I smacked your cheeks to make a fuss.

"Don't wipe it randomly, don't wipe it randomly, you all have it, this is my mother!" the eldest son cried out in distress.

At this time, Yang Youtian, Yao Sanbian and other men also came over.

When they saw this group of kids buying so many expensive and inedible items indiscriminately, Yang Youtian was furious.

Taking off the straw sandals is about to slap Yang Dalang in the face.

The women refused, and Aunt Yang stood in front of Yang Dalang with her arms outstretched like a hen protecting her cubs, and said angrily, "Your surname is Yang, if you dare to hit Dalang today, I will fight you hard!"

In the past, Uncle Yang, who used to be honest in the village, was frightened by his wife, and put the straw sandals on his feet again.

Chen Chu, who was following the bullock cart, couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

I also suddenly envy Yang Dalang.

In this world, if there is a mother, there will be someone to protect her
very nice.

Chen Chu shook his head, pulled out a piece of plain white silk cloth from the cart, stepped over the ox cart, and strode towards the village.

After entering the village, he couldn't help looking at the shack.

shack door is open
The cat was holding the door frame with one hand, and the tiger head was holding the tiger head with the other hand, and the tiger head was holding Chen Hotpot.

The family looked forward to it.

Chen Chu quickly walked a few steps and stopped in front of the two sisters.

He handed out the silk cloth first, then smiled and said: "I bought a piece of silk to make clothes for you, plain white."

The cat is still hot, and can't wear bright red and green. She naturally noticed this detail.

But she didn't answer it, instead she stared at Chen Chu with her thick eyelashes flickering.

So Chen Chu joked, "Miss me?"

The cat was teased and lowered its head to look at the ground.

The dim Wanyang showed a blush on her small face.

But the next moment, Mao'er bravely raised his head again, looked at Chen Chu again with clear peach blossom eyes, and replied softly: "Yes, I thought about it. Mao'er misses an official."

　On Monday, that is, the first round of recommendation at midnight tomorrow, whether you can advance or not depends on the follow-up data.

　　In the coming week, I implore everyone to open the latest chapter every day to see the end
　　


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