Abandoned farmer: take cute baby to farm

Chapter 212
It is reasonable for Liu Shi to be shy.

"Mother, if we sell it, we will have money." Jiang Ruyue looked at the little guy with a smile and said, reaching out to hold the little guy's hand, "Yes, I can buy snacks for you later. "

She originally went directly to talk to the shopkeeper of the inn and restaurant.

But after thinking about it, there are not many dried pork.

And she wants to touch the market first.

Do some market research.

Let's see if her pork jerky is suitable for the crowd in Genting Town.

If there are many people who like to eat.

Then she is taking it to the big restaurant to sell it.

If it's better than a business deal.

That is faster than planting herbs.

Tossing food in the dealer's field, the risk and time cost are obviously much greater than selling dried pork.

"Sell...sell...pork..." Liu Shi looked at her daughter and took a deep breath.

He grabbed the basket wrapped in embroidery in his hand.

Mustered up the courage to sell up.

As a mother, she naturally had to take care of her daughter, no matter how embarrassed she was, she followed suit and cried out.

"Sell pork jerky—!" Before Liu's voice could finish shouting, the little guy's voice came from her side.

Jiang Ruyue laughed when she heard the voice, Mrs. Liu.

brat.

All the cutest people.

labour is the honour.

In the entire market, 90.00% of the people who come to sell are men.

In ancient times, men did business to earn money to support their families.

Women stay at home with their husbands and children, cooking and washing.

If any daughter-in-law came out to work to make money, it would be like slapping her husband-in-law in the face.

The face of the husband's family is bigger than the sky.

No matter how poor you are.

Women rarely come out to do business.

It's not like modern men who marry and let women have children, breastfeed, and do housework after get off work, just do it.

Can't wait for a woman to be a superman reincarnated.

Can carry eighteen bags of cement.

A bundle of steel bars.

A woman marries home to be a man's wife.

It's not about marrying and being a gentleman.

Only Jiang Ruyue's stall consisted of two women, one old and one young, plus a child.

No matter what they sell.

at the market.

It will cause the big guys to slow down and stop.

Those who are curious to watch the excitement point out that many people died, but no one paid for it.

"Come, come, don't sell it without paying, and close the stall."

Some business vendors in the crowd shouted.

"The tax collector is here."

The tax-collecting yamen servants, to put it bluntly, take care of the big and small things in the city on behalf of the yamen.

A city patrol officer who helps the people resolve some private disputes that do not require going to the yamen.

Although he has no rank, he receives official salary and walks around every corner of the city every day. If he sees someone committing evil deeds, he will be detained immediately.

However, they are generally invisible.

When they are free on weekdays, they drink tea, chat and play cards in the yamen.

However, whenever there are a lot of people.

You can always see them patrolling in groups of three or five.

Even sometimes.

Some individual yamen servants use the name of law enforcement.

Clearly snatch small traders.

Their law enforcement rule is: "I got your benefits, you set up a stall casually, if you don't give me something, I will smash your stall."

This is actually an expansion of the desire for power, called unscrupulous.

To set up a stall in the city to do business is to collect taxes, because the people who come and go are not fixed.

So every time there is a rally in Yunding Town, these yamen servants will come out to collect taxes.

"It is said that they charge quite a lot for the booth fee. One person can charge up to five copper coins a day, which can be increased or decreased according to the size of the stall. One booth is five copper coins, two booths are ten copper coins, and three booths are ten copper coins. And so on."

Among the crowd, Jiang Ruyue watched the government servants collecting taxes one by one.

But she found that there was a booth that was very special.

(End of this chapter)