Transmigration to become a peasant girl

Chapter 11 The First Pot of Gold 1
Yang Chan'er has never done this kind of thing in the market before, but he has never seen a pig running and has not eaten pork. Yang Chan'er took the lead to imitate others and yelled, "Sell persimmons, they are fresh and delicious. The persimmons you eat cost eight cents a catty, buy more and get more free, buy five catties and get one catty free..."

With Yang Chan'er as an example, Qiu'er and Jiulang also followed suit. There are also persimmons sold in other houses, but Yang Chan'er's ones are better in terms of appearance and taste, and Yang Chan'er buys persimmons for five persimmons. The slogan of giving a catty a catty is that some people buy more persimmons in order to save the catty, but after all, Yang Chaner and the others brought too many persimmons, and they only sold one-third of them in the past morning.

Yang Chan'er just got started, and handed over the persimmon selling to Qilang and the others, while she placed the wild goods she brought from the mountains on the ground in baskets and baskets, yelling and selling them. stand up.

"Cicada, it's really you, I thought I was delusional." A young man with delicate features wearing silk clothes who looked about eleven or twelve years old walked up to Yang Chan'er with a big smile on his face Looking at Yang Chan'er.

Yang Chan'er opened her eyes wide and looked at the strange yet somewhat familiar face in front of her. She really couldn't recognize who the boy in front of her was. "Who are you? Do we know each other?"

"Chan'er, you are stupid. I am Chu Haoran. Brother Haoran, why don't you recognize me?" The young man who called himself Chu Haoran couldn't help feeling a little anxious when Yang Chaner didn't recognize him. About Yang Chan'er, I was clamoring to go to the village to visit Yang Chan'er, but my family stopped me. I didn't expect to bump into Yang Chan'er by accident when I came to the market today, but Yang Chan'er didn't recognize me Chu Haoran felt even more disappointed when he was excited, thinking in his heart that it had been so long since he hadn’t seen the little girl who used to play around with him, why did he forget about him, and the brothers and sisters who were selling persimmons all came over when they saw Chu Haoran Yes, and greeted Chu Haoran in a familiar tone.

"Brother Haoran, why are you here? These are the persimmons we went up the mountain to pick. Try it, it's so sweet." Jiulang smiled and handed the persimmons in his hand to Chu Haoran.

"Thank you Xiaojiu, Xiaojiu, do you know what's wrong with Chan'er, why don't you recognize me after not seeing me for so long?" Chu Haoran felt that something was wrong, thinking in his heart that Yang Chan'er's head was smashed and he hasn't seen me yet. Okay, I'm a little anxious.

Xiao Jiu roughly talked about Chan'er's affairs, and Chu Haoran realized that Yang Chan'er's head had really been smashed into something wrong and couldn't remember what happened before, so he asked about Chan'er's wound with concern. Chu Haoran really cared about himself, so he didn't hesitate to answer. After chatting for a while, the two of them got acquainted again. It turned out that Chu Haoran's mother was Li Zheng's daughter. Chu Haoran would follow his mother back to the village every year and festival. The village head’s house and Yang’s house were not too far away. Once Yang Chan’er was bullied by a few children from the same village, Chu Haoran stepped forward to protect the little girl. know.

Not long after, the boy who came out with Chu Haoran came to urge him. Chu Haoran wanted to invite Yang Chaner and the others to play at his house, but Yang Chaner refused. They still have a lot to do today. Chu Haoran had no choice but to reluctantly bid farewell to buying some daily necessities such as oil and rice at home.

(End of this chapter)