Splendid pastoral, the doctor girl is a little sweet

Chapter 92
The old lady packed a box of pastries for Gu Yingying before accepting the silver taels, giving her nearly two hundred coins in change.Tell her that it's the twelfth lunar month this year, and the number of people who come out to buy new year's goods is not as large as the number of guests who come to play in the past.

"This business is not easy to do."

Gu Yingying really wanted to say, it's hard, but it's only temporary.I believe that after a few more months, when the soldiers triumphantly return, everything will be fine.

"After the new year, it will get better and better." Gu Yingying said with a sincere face.

The old woman shook her head slightly, leaned close to Gu Yingying's ear, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Little lady, even if it's the Chinese New Year, there are some unlucky things that you can't say. But I have to say. Seeing that you are carrying big bags and small bags of gifts, and you are here in a carriage, I think you may not really want to eat something Cakes. It’s nothing more than seeing how pitiful my old lady is, so give me some silver taels.”

"No, don't think so." Gu Yingying really didn't expect that this old lady could really speak.

Some good intentions were originally good, but she didn't want others to understand them that way.

There was a slight embarrassment in his eyes.

"You're thinking of me, I'm really happy. Little lady, I don't know if you and the Sun family are..." the old woman said with concern.

Seeing that the old lady didn't seem like a gossip, Gu Yingying didn't hide anything from her, and said truthfully:

"Our two families have business contacts, and Shopkeeper Sun's daughter and I have a little friendship. I came out this time because my family didn't have much rations. I want her to help me and see if I can buy some here. flour."

Those with rice must not be bought.

Because the magistrate has ordered that only the shopkeeper of the grain shop is allowed to sell rice to people in the prefecture and county.Villagers who have land at home are not allowed to buy it.

The old woman asked suspiciously:

"Not long ago, many grain shops in Fucheng and Jing'an City had new flour for sale. Did Miss Sun mention this to you?"

"I..." Gu Yingying briefly mentioned to the old woman about her injury and recuperating at home for a period of time.

In the past two months, she knew some things; there were also some things that even sister Xinlan and the others hadn't told her, so they didn't know.

"It's a pity that you came a few days late. If I could come a few days earlier, even if their grain store doesn't sell it, I can take you to a store and buy some. Unfortunately, their store The shop is so far away from the port, the location is a bit off, and the flour is still sold out..."

After the old woman finished speaking, she couldn't help sighing.

Gu Yingying asked the old woman, why is it so difficult to buy some flour this year?

After chatting, I learned that some people were secretly doing bad things in order to get more money.

Before leaving, the old lady also gave Gu Yingying and the others three pieces of pastry, two pieces of pastry for each of them, and did not accept any more money from her.Tell her, after she goes back, ask acquaintances to see who can save some rice.

When asked, come here and tell Sun Ying.

At that time, I can tell Gu Yingying in time.

Gu Yingying was very moved, and gave a blessing to the old lady.

"I was able to meet you outside Sister Sun Ying's house. God is taking care of us. To tell you the truth, we went out, took a boat and then a carriage, but it was not easy. I didn't expect it. It was hard to get here, but It’s not easy to buy.”

"We can meet here, which also shows that we are destined." The old woman pointed in the direction of West Street, and said:

"Before I met you, I also saw a lot of women who rented houses from here to us and looked for jobs to do. It turns out that my old man and I can make decisions, and we will pack up a few houses and come out. They live there. Seeing that they can't find work, I am very anxious, and I will kindly introduce them to them."

Gu Yingying analyzed it and thought that the old woman might have a daughter-in-law like Jia.It is clear that her family background is good and she has the ability to earn money, but because the younger generation is not filial enough, she is reduced to, and it is almost Chinese New Year, and she comes to the street to sell food to beg for a living.

"This year, I'm afraid there will be fewer people who hire people to do the work." Gu Yingying sighed.

"Isn't it?" The old woman also looked helpless when she mentioned this matter.

It turned out that she could also introduce the women who rented her house to the homes of relatives and friends on West Street, cook for them, or introduce them to the laundry room for laundry.

Nowadays, many people would rather let the maids at home do more work than spend money to hire outsiders.

The business of the laundry room, also because there are fewer tourists, can only take over the work of the locals.Barely making ends meet, also can't earn much silver taels.

"...So this year, several houses in our family were vacant and not rented out. My old man and I lost a lot of money at once." The old woman shook her head helplessly and said:

"Oh, it's hard!"

Walking into the shop, Gu Yingying and Qin Shi gave the presents to Sun Ying and the others together.

Sitting in the cubicle drinking tea and chatting, she also heard Sun Ying say that this year's new flour will soon be sold out.

Sold out, that's not the point.

The key question is, where did the new flour come from?And why, without the knowledge of many people, it was sold out?
The corner of Sun Ying's lips twitched helplessly, "Who else can give us food, do you think? Who else can we not tell us about it? Who else can we do except him? We do small business, except obedient, everything Do it. How else?"

"Then you bought his flour with money, and you always kept the receipt." Gu Yingying wanted to see the receipt, so she could tell Grandpa Xu after she went back.

At that time, only when Xu Chongyi returns from the army, he will be able to settle accounts with the magistrate Yan who drank human blood with evidence!
Sun Ying was so frightened that the hand holding the teacup suddenly trembled, but luckily the teacup didn't slip and fall to the ground.

After a long time, he said: "I dare not say no to talking about business with him even if I lose money! I dare not mention the receipt. Well, Sister Yingying, don't mention this matter. Not only don't mention it at my house, but when you go back, you will never mention it." Just don’t mention it to anyone.”

Gu Yingying caught a glimpse of the worry in Sun Ying's eyes, knew that she was afraid, and it was for their own good that she persuaded her so.But she didn't want to let it go.

Why don't you dare to say anything after being plotted against?
Even if that person is the magistrate of Jinxia Prefecture, he still has something to reason with.

Reasonable and afraid of villains?Too cowardly, too stupid, isn't it?
After leaving Sun's house, Gu Yingying wanted to visit several other grain shops so as to find out more.But Mrs. Qin didn't allow it, and Mrs. Zhu also advised her not to go.

Said it was years ago, just pretended to be confused, don't ask anything, don't care about anything.

She agreed in person, but after returning home, she found another opportunity to go to Fucheng.They went to Aunt Feng's house with Sister Xinlan, made an appointment with Aunt Feng, and the three of them came out together in a bullock cart.

He took the shampoo he brought out to Sister Lan'er, and said he wanted to go out with Sister Xinlan.Led by Sister Lan'er, she went out to visit several grain shops.

The shopkeepers of those grain shops, as Sun Ying said, had no new flour to sell.

The same is said, I bought it before, and there is no receipt.

Only the shopkeeper of the grain store, which was far away from the port, told Gu Yingying a lot of truth.

"They sold us flour by force. Whether we wanted it or not, we had to buy it, and we couldn't bargain. What's more, it's something you can't imagine. The flour they sold us was all in new bags. It was packed in a black bag with nothing written on it..."

(End of this chapter)