Chapter 78 White Moonlight?
The two finally decided to buy both the water tank and the wooden barrel.
The water tank is easy to clean and take care of, but it is too heavy and fragile if bumped, so I use a wooden bucket on the way back and forth.
When the two of them and the five children announced that they were going to sell rice wine, Yan Qiuxing was worried about not doing well, and Fan Jiang and Fan Hu were worried about losing money.
Only Fan He was in high spirits and said excitedly: "Then let's bring more bamboo tubes. Each bamboo tube costs two cents!"
He could tell that the people who bought the wine were people with plenty of money.
Unlike the shabby people in the village, they wore clothes of good material, and those who were willing to buy more than 20 cents of wine without filling their stomachs did not care that a bamboo tube cost two cents.
The other four children were a little excited when they heard that bamboo tubes could be sold for money.
"This year's harvest is good, the winter is cold, and the wine sells better than in previous years." Yan Qiu hesitated and said uncertainly.
Wine is made from grain, and in disaster years there is not enough food to eat, so even the court has to issue a notice to stop making wine;
In years of famine, food prices are sky-high. Even the rich families in the city have to buy food first.
Fan He followed excitedly: "If the harvest is good, there will be more people buying it. Didn't the village chief grandpa say that? There will be a flood next year!"
If there is a flood, food will be in short supply, and no one will be willing to buy our wine, so we should seize the opportunity to earn money by selling wine this winter. This way, we can stock up on more food, and our family will not be afraid of a flood next year. "
The other four nodded in approval.
My parents had earned some money collecting chicken heads, rice and mushrooms before, but it cost money to build a house. They had to earn money quickly so that the family would not go hungry!
The five children reached an agreement and wished they could go home and make rice wine to sell.
Shui Qing saw that the second son Fan He had the strongest desire to make money, and he had a quick mind and a keen sense of business.
Well, it’s a good seedling. Let’s focus on cultivating it in the future.
As for the other four, I can’t see the areas I’m good at yet, so I’ll wait and see.
After deciding to make rice wine to make money, the family first rushed to the place where the ox carts were parked, paid the fee to get the ox carts, and went straight to the place where water jars and wooden barrels were sold.
On the road, I saw another rabbit seller. Six little rabbits were squatting in a bamboo cage, and I bought them together.
Water tanks and wooden barrels must be placed on the oxcart. Lambs cannot be bought today, and the piglets will be bought by Hu's father. After all, he is a butcher who kills pigs and often interacts with pig raising families.
He knows best which family's pigs have given birth to piglets and which family's piglets are cheap.
With Bentou, the family is full of energy and can buy good things.
There were two water tanks, one large and one small, on the cart, five wooden barrels, a basket of odds and ends, and six little rabbits in bamboo baskets. The remaining open space was only big enough for one person to sit.
The family unanimously left Fan Hu, the youngest.
Others walked on either side of the bullock cart.
As soon as I left the city gate and turned around to take the official road home, I saw a woman in Jingchai cloth standing in the distance, holding a basket in her hand.
She stretched her neck, raised her toes, and reached her head. When she saw Shui Qing and his group, she shouted timidly to Fan Jin, "Brother?"
Shui Qing was stunned and roared, is this an old acquaintance?
She quickly winked at Fan Jin and signaled.
Fan Jin first explained to her: "She is the daughter of my mentor. Her father has taken good care of me in the past."
Shui Qing waved his hand and urged: "I understand, I understand. I'm waiting here all the way. Come over and see what's going on."
After all, she is not the original owner. Fan Jin is a good partner and a dedicated teammate to her, but he is not yet a husband.
And maybe the woman is really in an emergency.
Fan Jiang took the cow rope, and the other four people gathered around Shui Qing, staring at his father and the woman without blinking.
"Aniang, I saw this woman when I was at the grocery store." Xing Hui tugged on Shui Qing's sleeves and announced quietly.
"She had been looking at the ebony hairpin I bought for my grandma. I originally thought she wanted to buy it, so I didn't say anything, but when I saw that she just looked at it without saying anything, I bought it."
"Auntie, you said she and daddy know each other. Why didn't they chat with each other at the grocery store? Why did she have to wait here?"
Shui Qing: ....In the past, I only focused on making money and had no experience in love.
It's no use asking her!
Fan He speculated on the conspiracy: "It's because we bought a lot, so we thought daddy was rich, right?"
A few people here were murmuring speculations, while Qin Wanyue looked at the people staring at them, and timidly suggested: "Brother, let's go behind the tree in the distance and talk, okay?"
Fan Jin's handsome brows frowned slightly, but he did not agree: "Wan, Mrs. Zheng, you and I are married, so we should avoid suspicion."
Now under Shui Qing's nose, he was worried that he couldn't explain clearly. If he went behind the trees, how could he explain clearly?
A gentleman cannot leave unless he stands under a dangerous wall.
Qin Wanyue was immediately moved, wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief, and sobbed: "Brother still cares about me, takes care of me and thinks about me just like you and I did when we were young;
Not like, unlike in life.”
Shui Qing: .... That's well said. Why are you crying?
Fan Jin nervously turned his head to look at Shui Qing's expression, then looked back and picked a safe topic and continued: "I met my brother during lunch."
He didn't say anything unpleasant about what happened.
Qin Wanyue stopped crying and said softly: "I know, he came home at noon to talk about it."
Together with his two free-flowing classmates, he kept scolding his senior brother and his family.
Occasionally, I would sigh that my senior brother is now prosperous and has money. The family wears fine clothes and can order several meat dishes at Shanhailou!
She felt a pang of pain when she thought of the time when her senior brother’s daughter, a little girl, bought the hairpin that she had been reluctant to buy in the grocery store.
These were supposed to be enjoyed by her.
Fan Jin felt uncomfortable all over and waited patiently for a long time. Seeing that Qin Wanyue had not spoken, he reminded: "Madam Zheng, is it the place for the teacher?"
They had not seen each other for many years. If there was nothing, it would not be to reminisce about the past. Something must have happened for Qin Wanyue to find him.
It was either about her husband’s family or her mother’s family.
Qin Wanyue shook her head hesitantly and whispered: "I heard my husband Pingsheng mention you at noon. Thinking that your family was in this direction, I didn’t have time to eat lunch and waited here early, just to see you, senior brother."
Fan Jin’s heart was lifted again. He turned back to look at Shuiqing nervously, fearing that she would misunderstand.
Qin Wanyue also discovered that when she heard Zheng Pingsheng and the other two talking about her senior brother's wife at noon, they kept using the terms "woman", "shrew" and "shrew" to describe her. In her mind, she had already defined her as a vulgar peasant woman.
She hooked up the hair hanging down by her ear and tucked it behind her ear. Her eyes fell on Fan Jin's coarse cotton long gown that had been washed until it was white. She said quietly, "My senior brother's wife and children all wear fine cotton clothes, but my senior brother, the head of the family, wears coarse old clothes. My sister-in-law, she, she;
If it were me, I would definitely wear coarse old clothes myself, so that my husband could be proud outside and not be looked down upon."