The reborn peasant girl has space for farming

Chapter 258 Happy Spending Money

Bai Meixi stopped in front of a rice vendor. He was a very simple-looking farmer uncle. He had deep wrinkles on his face and dark skin, but he looked full of energy and had a strong body. He is strong and healthy, and always has a soft smile on his face. As long as someone asks, he will smile at them.Even if no one asked, he would still have a smile on his face when he looked up at the people passing by.

Bai Meixi felt pity for the farmer uncle. It was noon on the day of hoeing, and every grain was hard.This poem can be deeply felt by this uncle.

Bai Meixi set up her bicycle and asked the farmer uncle: "Uncle, how much does this rice cost per pound?"

The farmer uncle still had that kind smile on his face. When he saw Bai Meixi coming to ask, he quickly said to Bai Meixi: "Little comrade, look at our rice, how good it is. We grow it ourselves and harvest it." It’s also clean, without a single particle of stone.”

Bai Meixi squatted down, picked up a handful of rice with both hands, and smelled it close to the tip of her nose. The faint rice fragrance overflowed, and there was indeed no trace of debris as the farmer's uncle said.

Bai Meixi smiled slightly and responded: "It's pretty good."

"Little comrade, you can eat our rice with confidence. And it's not expensive, only [-] cents a pound, plus another pound of food stamps." The farmer uncle said cheerfully to Bai Meixi.

Bai Meixi admires the good attitude of the farmer uncle very much. An elderly man can still carry the burden so hard to sell rice. For no other reason than this, Bai Meixi has to buy his rice. .

Bai Meixi said: "Then weigh it!"

"Come on!" the farmer uncle responded, took a sack and started loading rice for Baimeixi. While loading, he asked Baimeixi if it was enough?

Bai Meixi looked like she was from the city when she was dressed, and because she was so young, the farmer's uncle always thought that she was the kind of person who eats now and buys now and doesn't buy so much inventory.But Bai Meixi kept telling him to just pretend, which made the farmer uncle feel happy.

"What? Uncle, you are still afraid that I won't give you money!" Bai Meixi said jokingly.

"Little comrade, you are joking. I just saw you were young and thought you were eating and buying now." The farmer uncle explained to Bai Meixi while weighing the food.

The scale beam was very high. The farmer uncle turned the scale beam around and showed it to Bai Meixi: "Little comrade, look, this is seventy pounds, very high!"

Seventy kilograms is not light, so the farmer's uncle was carrying it on a scale, and his body was almost bent under the weight. Bai Meixi was helping, lifting it high, so that the farmer's uncle could lighten the burden a little bit.

"Okay." Bai Meixi helped put the rice down.

The farmer uncle started to settle accounts again. Maybe it was because he was not good at calculation, or maybe because he was old and was a little slow in doing calculations.Bai Meixi stood aside and waited patiently. It was always better to ask someone to calculate the accounts in person. She was not in a hurry anyway.

After the farmer uncle made the calculation, he said to Bai Meixi: "Little comrade, the total is nine yuan and eighty cents, seventy kilograms of food stamps."

Bai Meixi took out the money from her pocket, counted exactly nine yuan and eighty cents and handed it to the farmer uncle, and then counted seventy kilograms of food stamps.

After paying the money, Bai Meixi had to carry the seventy kilograms of rice onto the bicycle.Although she also does farm work at home, the seventy pounds is not a small amount, and it is heavy enough for her. The farmer uncle is kind-hearted. As soon as he put the money in his pocket, he hurried over to help Bai Meixi. He helped her put the rice into the basket on the back seat of the bicycle.

"Uncle, you don't count the money! Aren't you afraid that I will lie to you." Bai Meixi said jokingly to the farmer uncle as he saw the farmer uncle put the money away without even counting it.

The farmer uncle shook his head and responded to Bai Meixi: "How could you lie to me? At first glance, you look like a kind-hearted little comrade."

The farmer uncle's eyes were full of endless trust, which made Bai Meixi feel very warm in her heart.After smiling slightly and saying goodbye, Bai Meixi pushed the bicycle and left.Mutual trust feels really good, whether it's between acquaintances or strangers.

When Bai Meixi saw a match seller in front of her, she thought to herself that these things are also useful. When a family burns firewood and cooks, they all need matches to make a living. Bai Meixi thought, and went next to the match stall. stopped.

"Comrade, how much does this box of matches cost?" Bai Meixi asked.

"Two cents a box." The comrade held out two fingers.

"Bring me five boxes!" Bai Meixi said, taking out a dime from his pocket, and then handed it to the match seller.

It’s funny to say that in the era Bai Meixi lived in, who would use ten cents to buy things?Later, fewer people used cash, and everyone paid using WeChat Pay or Alipay.To use a saying from later generations, in today's society, it is not easy to find money.

But what she is living now is a life of counting every penny.

Bai Meixi bought the matches and continued walking forward.There was a shop selling soy sauce and vinegar in front, Bai Meixi thought to herself, these are very common things, and it would not be wrong to buy some to keep.

At this time, soy sauce, vinegar, and even salt were weighed by the pound.Table salt costs [-] cents per catty, so Bai Meixi bought three catties of salt.I bought two more pounds of soy sauce for [-] cents, and one pound of vinegar for eight cents.

Bai Meixi bought these things and put them directly into her basket. Now she could only do this in the market. When she returned to the county town, she would rearrange all these things.

There was a cigarette seller in front, and Bai Meixi thought to herself that her father-in-law liked to smoke, and what he smoked were the big tobacco leaves grown in his hometown, dried in the sun, crushed, and then smashed into the cigarette pole.This kind of smoky throat is particularly choking.

"Comrade, how much does a cigarette cost?" Bai Meixi asked.

"Which brand do you want?"

"This is from Pegasus!" Bai Meixi didn't know which brand of cigarettes was the most popular in this era, but the one she heard about the most seemed to be the Pegasus brand.

"Two dollars and eight a piece."

"Then give me one!" Bai Meixi had just finished selling the fruit and had a lot of change in her hand. She counted out two yuan and eighty cents and handed over the money with one hand and the cigarettes with the other. It was like completing another transaction.

There was a stall selling pork in front, so Bai Meixi went to buy another six kilograms of pork, spending a total of three yuan and eighty cents.Bai Meixi couldn't help but sigh that the price of goods in this era was three yuan and eighty cents. In future generations, people would not weigh you when buying meat.

"Comrade, please help me divide it into four parts! One is three pounds, one is two pounds, and one is one pound."

Bai Meixi warned, but the master was also very patient. He helped Bai Meixi weigh each item one by one, wrapped them in brown paper, tied them with hemp rope, and handed them to Bai Meixi.

Bai Meixi had a plan for dividing the money. She planned to give the three kilograms to Master Liu, who was building a house, so that their family could improve their food. One kilogram would be given to her parents' family, and two kilograms would be taken back to her husband's family.

(End of this chapter)