Leisurely monastic life

Chapter 23 Reservation
Not long after, Zhao Guiju ran over again and handed a brand new cotton winter coat to Luo Baolin's hands: "Uncle Baolin, please take this clothes back to Jingzhi. I heard that Jingzhi doesn't even have a cotton coat in winter." No. I'm sorry for her mother."

"You buy clothes for Jingzhi, does your current man know? Don't cause any trouble then." Luo Baolin said worriedly.

"This money is my private money saved up, my man doesn't know. Uncle Baolin, don't worry. You can give this clothes to Aunt Jingzhi, and ask her aunt to give it to Jingzhi. Otherwise, I'm worried that my sister-in-law will make a fuss." Zhao Guiju exhorted.

"Guiju!" A man in the distance called out loudly.

Hearing this voice, Zhao Guiju's expression changed, and he quickly stuffed the thing into Luo Baolin's hands, "Uncle Baolin, put it away quickly. Don't let him see it."

Luo Baolin quickly stuffed the clothes into the bamboo basket and covered it with a snakeskin bag.

The man came over: "Guiju, what are you doing here? Where does the family have money to buy chicken? You pig woman, it's too easy to eat."

The man Zhao Guiju glanced warily at Luo Baolin's grandparents.

"I met an acquaintance in my mother's village." Zhao Guiju said.

"So that's the case. Why didn't I recognize it?" The man Zhao Guiju looked at Luo Baolin suspiciously.

"There are so many people in our village, do you know them all? Uncle Baolin doesn't belong to the same yard." Zhao Guiju said calmly.

"I'm just asking casually, Uncle Baolin, we still have something to do, so let's go first." The man Zhao Guiju pulled Zhao Guiju away in a hurry.

"Grandpa, why didn't Aunt Guiju take Jingzhi over? Living with my own mother is better than living with Xiao Xia." Luo Tianwang asked puzzled.

"What do you know? Your Aunt Guiju is having a hard time right now. Tianwang, after I go back today, I can't tell anyone about it. Aunt Jingzhi bought this dress for her. Do you remember?" Luo Baolin hastily exhorted.

"Who am I going to talk to when I go back? No one in the village talks to me." Luo Tianwang laughed.

Luo Baolin also sighed repeatedly, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite.Why not at home?

During Chinese New Year, people come and go on the street, but things are not easy to sell.There were quite a few people watching, but they all held onto their money tightly and refused to sell.The businessman desperately wants to lower the price.

"I want all these chickens, but it's cheaper by one yuan per catty." A dealer came over and said after looking at the chickens of Luo Baolin's house.

The coat color of these chickens is very bright, and the chicken feet are full of calluses. Obviously, they are not the kind of chickens that are fed with feed.Moreover, this chicken is very strong, the meat is tight, and it tastes much better than ordinary chicken.This is something that only experts can see.Ordinary street fighters don't understand the tricks here.

"No, I'm not a chicken for feed. I won't sell it for less than a penny. This chicken has been fed for more than a year, and it has eaten so much food from me. It's already very cheap at this price." Luo Baolin shook his head.

Seeing that he couldn't take advantage of it, the businessman got up and left, thinking it was to test Luo Baolin's attitude.Who knew that Luo Baolin didn't care at all.

"Uncle, it's so cold, why do you bother? If you sell the chicken earlier, you can take your grandson to buy new year's goods. Then, I'll add another [-] cents." The dealer wanted to make more money.

Luo Baolin still shook his head, "That's the price. If it's less than a penny, I won't sell it."

Just when the salesman was hesitant and wanted to continue to lower the price, a well-dressed middle-aged man came over. He didn't mind the muddy street and the smell of the chicken coop, and squatted down beside the chicken coop: "This chicken is not bad. , it’s authentic local chicken. How do you sell it?”

"Nine yuan a catty." Luo Tianwang said.

"Okay. I bought them all. But, can you sell me this chicken coop? There are so many chickens, I can't take them back." The middle-aged man said.

"The chicken coop is here for you. I wove this chicken coop myself, and it's not worth much." Luo Baolin said.

"That's good. Let's weigh it together." The middle-aged man smiled.

Luo Baolin weighed the chicken, and the middle-aged man paid the money readily.Before leaving, he said: "Old man, if you want to sell this kind of local chicken in the future, you can send it to my house. Not only chicken and duck, but also home-cooked vegetables grown in the countryside, fish and shrimp, etc., just don't use pesticides. .My family is at the bridgehead.”

The middle-aged man is Xu Maomin, a native of Shuikoumiao Town, who owns a high-end restaurant in Xilin City.This time when I come back during the Chinese New Year, I will find some high-quality ingredients in Shuikoumiao Town by the way.The yellow chickens fed in the countryside near Shuikou Temple are delicious, tender and nutritious.But now, under the impact of some fine-bred chickens from other places, it is very difficult to find real pure yellow chickens.

"I want it." Luo Baolin sold all the chickens at once, and was very happy in his heart.Enthusiastically helped Xu Maomin deliver the chicken to Xu Maomin's home.

Before leaving, Luo Tianwang asked casually, "Uncle, do you accept the loach?"

"Of course. If you catch a loach, you can also send it here." Xu Maomin laughed.

"I have raised a pond of loaches. If you collect them all, I can raise more." Luo Tianwang said.

"Okay, feel free to raise them boldly. I want as many as you have. But, don't feed the loach. You can't afford to sell the loach that you feed." Xu Maomin said.

"I don't have money to buy feed. My loach tastes better than those dug in the ditch." Luo Tianwang said.

Xu Maomin didn't take Luo Tianwang's words seriously, but just smiled.

After Luo Baolin sold the chicken, he took Luo Tianwang to eat a bowl of dumplings.Luo Tianwang ate with great relish.Rural children rarely go to restaurants next time.A bowl of dumpling ears can be regarded as a delicacy.

As the Chinese New Year draws closer, the migrant workers in the village returned to Hemawan with their bulging bags on their backs.

Seeing other people's parents coming home, Luo Tianwang was very envious, and talked a lot less this time around.

Luo Jingzhi is also a child who has nothing to look forward to like Luo Tianwang.Luo Baolin sent the clothes to Luo Jingzhi, which made Luo Jingzhi happy for many days.She has not worn new clothes for many years during the Chinese New Year.

It's spring, and Luo Tianwang's pond is very lively.The loach, which hadn't come out much in winter, started to make noise.The loaches were tightly packed together, writhing in Luo Tianwang's hands.The largest loach in the pond was as thick as Luo Tianwang's three or four fingers, and the number of loach was not as small as it was when it was just released, I don't know how many more.

But Luo Tianwang didn't plan to catch loach to sell at this time, it was already the season for loach to breed.After this season, the number of loaches will double again.

(End of this chapter)