The rise of the poor

Chapter 19 Homecoming
This price is a bit expensive for the peasants to buy one. It costs more than 100 Wen, and the wife will not be happy when she goes back.Then buy less. If you buy half a horse, it is almost enough for Mrs. Chen to make two or three sets of clothes.

"Then you give me half a buck." Father Zhu thought about it and asked, "Can it be cheaper?"

The shop clerk thought for a while, looked at the direction of the counter, and whispered, "I can see that the eldest brother is going to talk to the sister-in-law, and the sister-in-law is lucky. It's a few cents cheaper. Well, when you check out later, you can say that you are the eldest cousin of my cousin's uncle's family, and I'll give you three cents cheaper if you pay half a buck.

So fake!

Zhu Ping'an pouted, he just saw the eye contact between you and the shopkeeper.

"That's okay, thank you big brother." Father Zhu looked at the cotton cloth he was going to bring for Chen, but he didn't notice the eye contact between the shop assistant and the shopkeeper. He was very moved when he heard the shop assistant's words.

Zhu's father doesn't care, it doesn't mean Zhu Ping'an has no idea. I remembered the starting point in the previous story. The heroine can always buy some rags and leftovers at this kind of cloth shop at a very cheap price and go back to sew purses to make money. Although I can't sew purses, my mother Chen and the others can.

I scanned it, um, sure enough, there are a lot of discarded corner fabrics under the counter. They are not big, that is, about the size of a palm, and they can't do anything, so the store generally doesn't care, and they are wrinkled by the customers who come and go. Do not pull and dirty.

"Well, can those rags give me some play?" Zhu Ping'an asked in a curious voice, pointing at the dirty rags under the counter with his chubby paws.

The shop assistant took a look along Zhu Ping'an's finger, oh, it turned out to be a discarded and useless scrap.

"Oh, those, you can pick it up and play with yourself." The shop assistant said indifferently, that these things can be decided by themselves, because they are too small to do anything, and the shopkeeper does not want them. You have to spend time cleaning and discarding them. Since this child If you're curious, let's play with it. After all, I still earn money from my father.

You don't need to spend a penny, it's cheap and it's not white.

So, Zhu Ping'an hugged his small back basket and ran over, feeling that his butt was stuffed into the back basket, and pressed it hard, leaving room for more stuffing.

This time, not only Zhu Pingchuan was embarrassed, but even Zhu's father, who handed over the money to check out, blushed.

The shop clerk didn't care, and said casually, "No need to mind the guest officer, it's all rags and not worth a lot of money."

Everything was rectified properly, and when we put on the ox cart and went back, the sun was gradually slanting westward.Zhu's father threw the whip and drove the ox cart on the return journey.

Zhu Ping'an sat on the ox cart, looked at the dazzling daily necessities on the car, and looked at his small backpack full of things. He gained a lot, and his heart was full of happiness.

When I got home, there was already sparse cooking smoke in the mountain village, and some people started to cook dinner in the evening.

Before the car entered the door, I heard the whirring of my little aunt.

"Yeah, the second brother is back, how much did you sell it for, and what did you buy?"

If it is modern, Zhu Ping'an definitely recommends the little aunt to be an airport security inspector.Look, she checked everything on the carriage, including Zhu Ping'an's small back basket.

Fortunately, there were all the rags in the back basket from the cloth shop. The little aunt grabbed the two big buses and they were all rags. Under Zhu Ping'an's eyes, he stopped angrily, but did not find the secret under the rags.

My grandmother came too soon. First, I looked at the things that Zhu's father bought, and then asked about the bamboo weaving and mushrooms that were sold.

Father Zhu answered one by one, and handed over the wrapped copper coins.

After looking at the money, I found that there were more than ten articles more than before. My grandmother was very satisfied and asked about the reason.Zhu's father told Zhu Ping'an's selling situation, so his grandmother praised Zhu Ping'an.

"Have You'er's wildflowers been sold?" The fourth aunt covered her mouth and asked with a smile.

"Yes." Zhu Ping'an raised his chubby face and smiled brightly.

The little aunt didn't believe it at all. She felt that it was a little brat who was embarrassed to talk nonsense, so she covered her mouth and laughed even more.

Following the grandmother to put things away, Father Zhu led his two sons back to the east wing with baskets on their backs.

"I'm back, why did I go for so long? It's a bit later than usual." Mrs. Chen was sewing up the crotch of another pair of Zhu Ping'an's open-crotch pants. When the three of them came back, she stopped the needle and thread in her hand and looked up at the door.

Then Mrs. Chen discovered that Zhu Ping'an was slamming the door of the wing with his short legs.

"What did you do to close the door when you're tired?" Chen Shi was very surprised when he saw this.

"Let's see if you like it. I brought it back to you from the town. I think your clothes will look good if you make them."

At this time, Father Zhu stepped forward with a smirk, took out half a piece of white-bottomed pink cloth bought for Chen Shi from the basket, and handed it to Chen Shi like a treasure.

"It's so expensive, you're spending money indiscriminately." Chen shi complained, the smile on his face could not be stopped, and of course there was still distress in his eyes.

"Mother, this is for you." Zhu Ping'an picked up the two paper-wrapped meat buns from his small backpack.

"This is?" Chen shi asked curiously.

"The meat buns in the town are delicious with soft noodles and fragrant stuffing." Zhu Ping'an leaned on Chen's lap and grinned.

"You little bastard is also spending money. You and your brother can share it. Mother doesn't eat it." Mrs. Chen patted Zhu Ping'an's head and smiled softly.

Zhu Ping'an shook his head, "My brother and I ate in town."

Mrs. Chen insisted on giving the meat buns to Zhu Ping'an and his brothers, but Zhu Ping'an insisted on asking Mr. Chen to eat them. Mrs. Chen turned to look at the eldest son, and Zhu Ping'an also kept nodding and said that he had eaten it.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Chen broke the two meat buns in half and divided them into four portions, one for a family of four.

Simple happiness, Zhu Ping'anjue's meat buns are many times better than those eaten in town.

After eating the steamed buns, Father Zhu simply told the story of the town. When it was said that Father Zhu left a few dozen more for his family this time, Chen's eyes lit up. This piece of wood can be regarded as enlightened. .

But when Zhu's father mentioned that the wild flowers collected by Zhu Ping'an were sold for more than 100 Wen in the town, and the nobleman rewarded two silver nudes, Zhu Ping'an knew that something was going to go wrong.

Sure enough, Chen's two big eyes were staring at Zhu Ping'an, and there seemed to be special effects flying out of the eyes.

"It's not safe for you to take so much money as a child. Hurry up and hand it over." Mrs. Chen pinched her waist and looked bright.

The small arm can't twist the thigh.

A few minutes later, Chen shi happily counted the money on the table.

"One, two, three, four. 110, eight." Mrs. Chen felt wrong while counting, and turned to ask Zhu Pingan, "Didn't you say 120 characters?"

"That two wen bought meat buns." Zhu Ping'an had a black line on his face.

"Yeah." Chen shi nodded.

Something doesn't seem right?Chen always felt that he had forgotten something.

In the next second, Mrs. Chen turned her head and asked fiercely, "What about the two silver nudes?"

Chu Ping'an's chubby hand covered his pockets and stepped back, "Mother, can't you leave some for me?"Having money is not everything, but having no money is absolutely impossible.

Chen shi couldn't hear Zhu Ping'an's innermost thoughts. Of course, even if he heard it, he would pretend that he didn't hear it.

Zhu Ping'an's chubby hand tightly covered his pocket.

but

This is of no use.

"Bring it here, mother will save money for you to marry a beautiful daughter-in-law."

Chen shi smiled tenderly, but his hands showed no mercy at all, breaking apart Zhu Ping's chubby hands that were covering his pockets one by one.

"It's still my son who has the ability."

Looking at the two silver nudes in her hands, Chen shi grinned and sipped hard on Zhu Ping'an's chubby face.

(End of this chapter)