Group pet little lucky girl: Jiaojiao bag brings the whole family rich

Chapter 220 Dragon Boat Festival ([-])
shore.

Ten ships are docked.

The style and size of each boat are almost the same, and they are used for dragon boat races.

They are also called dragon boats, which belong to different landlords or squires.

"Have you heard? The Wang family's ship is expected to win the championship this time."

"The Wang family's granddaughter is about to marry the county magistrate's son. The two families are getting married and a powerful alliance. The wealthy households in the county must give this face and let the Wang family win this good fortune."

"Shouldn't dragon boat races be based on strength? How come..."

"You're ignorant!"

"We watch the dragon boats so lively. Those rich people race dragon boats for face, ostentation, and connections."

"There are many doorways here!"

The people of Yulin County stood by the pier, pointing at the ships docked here, talking a lot.

They included locals from Qingyang Town, villagers from nearby villages, neighbors from neighboring towns, and even those from the county.

At this time, a group of students rushed over.

"Young people's festivals are full of passion, but when you get old, you will never know how to be emotional.

It does not follow the custom of Aifu, but prays for wine to rise to peace.

The hair on the temples is whitened day by day, and the brocade of durians shines on the eyes every year.

For thousands of years, the sages and fools are the same in an instant, and several people are annihilated. "

A young man in green shirt, shaking the paper fan, was very excited about poetry, and immediately read a poem.

the end.

As soon as the fan was closed, he patted the palm of his hand lightly, turned his head and said: "On this festive occasion, dear friends, you may wish to write a poem to cheer you up."

"I'll come first!" As soon as the young man in blue shirt finished speaking, one of them came out first.

With his hands behind his back, he recited: "On the afternoon of May [-]th, give me a branch of moxa. The old man is invisible, and the new knowledge is thousands of miles away.

The loyal heart shines on the old days, and the day of the hair on the temples has changed.I want to go from Lingjun, Sanxiang across the Liaohai Sea. "

Clear voice, handsome scholar, poems and songs, high-spirited talk.

This scene quickly attracted people's attention, and they all surrounded them.

"It's so lively over there!" Hearing the voice, Luo Pan couldn't help raising his feet and looking up.

After a few breaths.

He turned his head, bumped Wei Shu with his body, and whispered: "Second Brother, the student over there seems to be a student from the county, who is composing a poem, do you want to go over and have a look?"

"Ok?"

After Wei Shu heard this, he paused, then shook his head, and said with a light smile, "Forget it! I won't join in the fun!"

After finishing speaking, Wei Shu raised his hand to arrange the messy colorful ropes neatly.

I thought: I might as well stay here if I have that time, and sell things to make money.

What's more, poetry is not his favorite, what he likes is to make fuss.

It's not the kind of literati.

However, Wei Shu did not say this clearly.

"Look, it's over there! The tea eggs sold there are very delicious."

Not far away, several fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers ran over dragging each other.

They stood in front of Fat Meow'er's thatched hut.

Looking at the small booth curiously.

One of them pointed at the tea eggs and said, "Give me ten or twenty."

"Twenty tea eggs, forty Wen." Fat Miao'er counted the tea eggs while talking.

"Twenty forty Wen? It's really expensive." The other person shook his head.

"It's not expensive!" Fat Miao'er frowned, and said solemnly: "Eggs cost a penny each! Besides, our tea eggs use a lot of seasoning."

"Salt was used!" Fat Meow emphasized.

Salt is the precious thing.

Ordinary farmers cook and are never willing to put more.

"Salt? No wonder." Everyone suddenly realized.

The boy who came over first smiled, and said to Fat Miao'er: "The tea eggs are very delicious, you will know after eating."

"Two pennies are definitely not expensive." The boy said as he took out forty pennies and handed it to Fat Miao'er.

Then he took the tea eggs from Fat Miao'er and distributed them to his friends.

There are eight of them in total, two for each.

The rest of the boy put it away by himself and kept it to eat slowly.

"We still have zongzi here, with jujubes in them, would you like to buy some to try?" Luo Pan saw that they were well-dressed.

Guessing that his family conditions are not bad, he immediately introduced other products.

Liu Ye'er imitated the example, and said in a soft voice: "The young masters are celebrating the festival, do you want to buy a colorful rope?"

"Pick it off after the rain, for good luck."

There is a saying in Yulin County that when it rains, the colorful ropes are thrown into the rainwater and floated away, which means to stay away from evil, troubles, diseases and sorrows.

"Forget about the zongzi, they're all made at home, how do you sell this colorful rope?" Several teenagers waved their hands at the compass after hearing the two of them finished speaking.

He approached Liu Ye'er and asked.

"The price of colorful ropes varies. A single colored rope like this only costs one penny. The rest depends on the style, ranging from three pennies, five pennies, and seven pennies."

"There are also those with silver ornaments..." Liu Ye'er stretched out her hand and said, "Each three to five hundred coins."

"Three to five hundred words..." Several people shook their heads repeatedly when they heard this.

They are all from the town, and they live a decent life at home. They have pocket money in their hands, but the sum is only one or two hundred cash.

How can you afford such an expensive thing.

"Just the cheapest one."

"Give me two pennies."

"I want one for one penny, and two more for three pennies, to send my sister home..." You and I each took out copper coins.

On the recommendation of the compass, they bought a gourd and an axe.

Then he happily left.

Su Qingfeng on the side was dumbfounded, and said with emotion: "You guys are so talkative, you can sell so much with just a few words."

"I'm not as good as you!" Su Qingfeng was envious.

He has a stupid mouth, and he is too embarrassed to open his mouth, so he doesn't have the fluency of a few children.

"Uncle, we also practiced it! Don't worry, take your time!" Liu Yeer turned her head when she heard this.

Softly comforting: "I was like this when I first sold things. I didn't dare to speak. My face turned red when I spoke, and I couldn't understand a word."

"Our Fat Miao'er is the most powerful!" Liu Ye'er raised her hand, patting Fat Miao'er's head lovingly.

This kid is not stage frightened.

Smart, witty, and love to laugh.

This is something Liu Ye'er can't learn.

"Fat Miao'er is really good! Mei'er gave birth well." Su Dashan echoed.

That being said, he actually knew in his heart that Su Qingmei was gentle and virtuous.

Fat Miao'er is lively, cheerful, and generous, she is not at all like Su Qingmei.

Not like Zhou Laosan.

If you have to say like, it might be more like her dead father... Zheng Chengyi.

After half an hour.

Most of the goods on the booth have been sold, and there are only two of the most expensive multicolored rope ornaments left.

"Fat Miao'er, Abacus, you guys go and play, it's fine with me and your uncle." Su Dashan looked up.

They were young, just the age to join in the fun, and he thoughtfully took over the rest of the work.

"Then I'm going to trouble Grandpa..." Compass Duidu laughed and rubbed his hands together in embarrassment.

Turn around and pull Fat Miao'er into the crowd.

(End of this chapter)