Sweet Wife Shows Love in the 80s

Chapter 9, Pricing

"Two yuan, then I'll sell it for two yuan too." After getting the price, An's mother decided.

Aunt Yu remembered that her chickens hadn't been caught for a few months, so they could be sold?

So he asked, "How much does your chicken have?"

An's mother came as soon as she opened her mouth, and the family relied on this chicken for income. She had to weigh it twice a day.

"The small one weighs three or four catties, and the big one weighs about four or five catties." The small one is a hen, and the big one is a rooster.

Rooster grows fast.

Upon hearing the weight, Aunt Yu was startled: "Your family feeds stones, how come they grow so fast."

At most three months, it can weigh four or five catties, which is heavier than feeding stones.

"Qianqian takes good care of them. She feeds them three times a day. It's no wonder they don't grow." She also knows that the chickens at home are growing fast, but she can't tell the outside world.

Aunt Yu thinks about it too, the chickens that are better served in her family grow faster.

"Qianqian is still capable." Aunt Yu boasted sincerely.

After the two chatted for a while, An's mother took the bucket home.

Aunt Yu originally wanted to keep her for dinner, but since they brought so many eels, it's okay to keep her for a meal.

But she didn't want to, this man is just being polite.

After An's mother left, Aunt Yu's daughter-in-law came out of the house.

After seeing those eels in the basin, the saliva in his mouth swallowed.

"Mom, did you make all of these tonight?" She and her mother-in-law cook at home.

She has only been married for less than a year, and she is also a diligent master on weekdays.

It may be that I have suffered a lot when I was a child, and I value food very much.

Of course, people in this era do not value food.

"I've done it all. Your dad and the Air Force are tired these days, so make up for them." Aunt Yu is also generous.

"Okay." Zhang Air Force's daughter-in-law was very happy, and she was also a hardworking master.

Zhang Air Force's daughter-in-law is Yu Lan, who is only 19 years old this year. Her family's conditions are not good, and she finally married Zhang's family in Shangxi Village.

But after being married for so long, her family has treated her very well, and she is also very satisfied with her man and her husband's family.

Seeing the joy of her daughter-in-law, Aunt Yu also laughed, making more love so that she could give birth to a grandson.

Aunt Yu has three children, the eldest is [-] years old and married.

The second child is a girl named Zhang Lingling, who is now in school.

It was also because she and Tie Zhu could earn some money, otherwise they wouldn't be able to pay for Lingling's schooling.

The youngest is Zhang Haijun, who is only ten years old this year, that is, Gouwa.

Very skinny.

The life of the family is not bad.

After asking about the price, An's mother told Qianqian as soon as she came back.

An Qianqian was not happy when she heard that it was only two yuan a catty.

"Mom, I want to sell it more expensive. Our chicken is delicious." She felt that she had ruined her golden fingers.

Mother An felt that the price was quite good, two yuan per catty, and now pork is only two yuan per catty.

"Will no one buy this?" She was worried that it would not be sold.

An Qianqian shook her head, she wasn't sure about this either: "Let's try." She didn't want to set the price of the chicken so low, if possible, she wanted to bring the chicken to the county town to sell.

But she knew that her mother was unwilling.

Seeing that her mother's face was a bit ugly, An Qianqian immediately said, "Mom, if we can't sell it by then, we will sell it for two yuan."

| "Okay." An's mother thought of the taste of her own chicken, and thought it should be sold, right?
In a blink of an eye, it was time to pay the public rations.

Under the leadership of the village chief, everyone loaded their own public grains into the trucks. The trucks that hauled the public grains this time were tractors, which couldn't fit in one trip, so they had to go back and forth two or three times.

An Qianqian's family rented Uncle He's carriage directly because of the lack of public food, and asked him to help pull it out, and they walked behind the carriage.

The chicken also caught more than a dozen chickens and sold them. If they sell well, I will go again tomorrow.

There is no rush for this day.

The sun had barely broken a gleam when they reached the town.

An Qianqian originally wanted to accompany her mother to sell chickens after paying the public rations.

But there are too many people queuing up, if it is delayed any longer, the chicken will not be in a hurry.

"Mom, why don't I go and sell the chicken first, and come to you when it's sold out." An Qianqian looked at the people in front of her house, and she couldn't see the end.

An's mother looked ahead, and there were indeed quite a few people, "Okay, I'll help you take it over." The chicken coop was quite heavy, and she was worried that Qianqian would be alone.

"It's okay." Under the conditioning of An Qianqianxu Goldfinger, her strength has already been full, and this weight is still nothing to worry about.

"I'll just go there by myself, there's a queue here." He lifted the chicken coop off the carriage with one hand.

It startled Uncle He on the side.

"Qianqian is great, this hand is no worse than your father's strength." Back then, Ambow was also amazingly strong.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have raised his daughter-in-law and daughter so well.

"Hehe." An Qianqian hid three points of everything she likes outside, and when Uncle He talked about her strength, she immediately smirked.

"No, no, I've eaten a lot recently, so I'm a little stronger."

Uncle He thought it was their family's inheritance, so he didn't say much.

After An Qianqian left with the chicken coop, Uncle He praised Qianqian from the sidelines.

An's mother felt a sense of pride in her heart.

An Qianqian came to Qingshan Street with a chicken coop. There were too many stalls here.

I walked a long way and there was no empty place.

Going forward, you will reach the edge, so can this chicken still be sold?
An Qianqian frowned.

Looked around for the last time.

She chose a place in front of a restaurant, and there were not many people setting up a stall here. Of course, even if they set up a stall, they would not put their stalls in front of people's houses, would they?

It just so happened that this store was a restaurant, and An Qianqian also had her own thoughts.

Not at the main entrance of other people's houses, but slightly to the side.

This place happens to be in the center of the intersection, where people come and go.

The chicken is really eye-catching here, and after a while, someone came up to ask.

An Qianqian already had her own pricing in mind.

When the man opened his mouth to ask the price, she replied, "Five yuan a catty."

Good guy, almost scared people to death.

Not only the people who asked the price were frightened, but even the people passing by were frightened half to death by the price.

"Five, five yuan?" Asking the price was a woman, well dressed, which showed that she was from the city.

An Qianqian nodded: "Well, five yuan, my chickens are all fed with grain, and the taste is not comparable to those chickens that eat weeds." Her face was full of confidence.

If it weren't for the inconvenience here, she wouldn't mind killing one and stewing it here.

"Little girl, do you know how much meat costs per catty." The woman was a little angry, but she was well-bred and didn't say anything harsh to An Qianqian.

Of course An Qianqian knew, although she hadn't gone to the street to buy meat for some days, but she knew the price of pork: "Two yuan for one."

"That's right, little girl, isn't your chicken more expensive than pork?" The woman finally regained her senses.

"Don't be kidding, where's your lord? I know this chicken is very good. I'll buy one, but five yuan is impossible." Whose chicken sells for five yuan, stealing money.

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(End of this chapter)