Farming in space: the struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 31 031 Deal
Mu Yu knew that under the current drought conditions, weeds that could be eaten were good food, at least better than bark, grass roots, bran and the like.

The bran was really unpalatable, and after a few meals, she gave it up completely, thinking it would be better to eat wild grass.

Just now this guy also said that the bran is fine, and the weeds are also fine, judging by his reaction, it is indeed fine.

However, you still can't relax too much, you have to beware of this old man, this old man is the one who really keeps his word.

Old Wangtou walked slowly to Mu Yu and the boy, took the handful of weeds, his eyes lit up immediately, such tender grass...

Weeds are worthless in his eyes. Vegetables are worth a lot, but weeds, alas...

Vegetables are expensive, and those who can still afford vegetables are mostly small businessmen from well-to-do families or people of some status, and some of them have a good reputation, and they will not do such a humiliating thing as eating weeds.

Some people will buy weeds, after all, bran and moldy old grains are bought, as long as the price is low enough, they can be sold, but he can't make much money from it.

After looking over the weeds over and over again, the old Wang put the weeds on the counter beside him, which meant that he was going to accept them.

"Where did you pick such weeds? How much more can you send?"

When Mu Yu heard that there was a door, she was delighted in her heart, but on the surface she looked forward to it.

"I found it at the water puddle in the south...

There are still some, my mother said not to pick them all at once, but to eat them later.

Now I can pick dozens of trees a day, I will look for more, maybe there will be more..."

She gave an ambiguous answer, with a good degree of control, neither too much to make people feel greedy and suspicious, nor too little to make people feel that it is not worth trading.

Old Wang frowned and thought for a while, then said slowly,

"Weeds can be exchanged for eggs, but weeds can't be sold at a high price, but eggs are in short supply..."

Mu Yu cooperatively pretended to be nervous and asked,

"Then, how many weeds does it take to exchange for an egg?"

"How many?"

It was the first time Old Wangtou heard about this measurement method, looked at the weeds, estimated the approximate weight, and said,
"Buy bran for the price of an egg, save enough to feed a person for several days.

Weeds are worthless, like bran, and they won't last long. At least thirty, no, fifty weeds will do! "

Mu Yu: ...

I didn't misunderstand you when I said it was a black shop...

This has to be negotiated, and it happens that she can use the persona she pretended to be.

"Five, fifty! That's too many...

My family can eat so much for many days, and it takes a few days to save so much...

Thirty trees, so I can gather together and bring them tomorrow..."

In fact, based on the principle of bargaining, the dragon sword should be used at the beginning, and the cut can be directly cut to single digits, but that doesn't fit the character set of her disguise, so there can only be so many cuts.

However, it seems that the old man is not very insisting on asking for so many, and the probability of cutting off some is relatively high.

Even if she couldn't cut it down, although she felt that she was at a disadvantage at the price of fifty weeds and one egg, she could still afford it.

Now excluding the ones that I ate and traded with the ruined temple, I can afford to sell two or three hundred weeds and four or five eggs every day!Just can't be so ostentatious.

The old Wang murmured, but did not let go.

At this time, the young man Wang Chengfu finally couldn't hold back seeing the fresh and green color, and finally broke off a piece of weed and stuffed it into his mouth.

It's not that he has no sense, the old Wangtou put the weeds on the counter, which means that the business is settled. Although it seems that the price has not been negotiated yet, in fact, the price of [-] weeds is also profitable. , can still earn a lot, the current situation is just to fight for greater benefits.

He understands all these, but he has not resisted the temptation of weeds.

The grass looked tenderer than the batch of vegetables sent by the farmer half a month ago. After eating corn bread, pickles, and bran for more than ten days, he wanted to change his taste and eat something else.

He stuffed the weed into his mouth, and after chewing it a few times, he froze in disbelief. After recovering, he immediately pulled a few more weeds and stuffed it into his mouth, and then he looked even more incredible.

Of course his actions caught the attention of Mu Yu and Old Wang Tou, and the two reacted differently.

Mu Yu thought to himself: It's stable now.

The old Wang frowned, what happened to his grandson today, there are endless mistakes, right?
His eyes fell on Mu Yu's face again, but he moved away when he saw the birthmark covering half of his face, dispelling his grandson's guess that he was looking for her, and moved his eyes to those weeds, and then reached out to pick them off. A blade of grass to eat.

Although his expression remained unchanged, the change in his eyes was real.

Seeing that both of them ate weeds, Mu Yu felt more likely to win. The weeds grown in the mustard space are different from those outside. The taste is good, not inferior to some vegetables.

"The taste of wild grass is not bad. My family uses it to cook porridge and make dumplings. After eating it for more than two months, I haven't gotten tired of it."

The old Wangtou was surprised, the taste of this weed was really good, much better than he thought, even if you don't sell it, it's not bad to eat it yourself.

Moreover, it may not be impossible to sell.

"It's not bad, at this price, there are only forty trees..."

"However, I will bring twenty at most tomorrow, plus today's thirty, if there are forty, I will have to wait another day.

It doesn't matter to me, but if the weeds dry up, it won't be easy to sell...

It’s not easy for me to hide this much from my family at once, I will definitely let them know..."

Old Wangtou: ...

It was true, the taste of the weed was better than he thought, and buying an egg with so many forty or fifty trees was no easier to deceive than a child. Even if it worked this time, it would probably be this time.

It is better to make money slowly, and he has already accepted the price of [-] trees at this time, but he cannot say this.

"Afu, what do you think?"

The boy Wang Chengfu who was called suddenly was taken aback for a while before he realized and said,

"Then thirty weeds and one egg."

That's how things were settled.

Mu Yu paid for ten weeds today, and will pay for twenty more tomorrow, and then he will get an egg.

After Mu Yu left, Old Wang looked at Wang Chengfu who was still a little dazed, and said,
"Go, break an egg, cut up these few weeds, cook egg drop soup, and let your parents try it too."

"Hey, I'll go right away."

……

When Mu Yu came out of the gloomy grocery store, the bright lights on the street were not much different from before, but her state of mind was different before and after.

It's time to switch to eggs!

With this way, not only are there eggs to eat right now, but they can continue to exchange them in the future, and they can also exchange for other things!
Now it's all right, I really don't have to worry about eating and drinking!
Without thinking too much, she found a place to change back into her previous clothes, became a little beggar, and then returned to the ruined temple as usual with freshly picked weeds from the mustard space.

Just wait until this time tomorrow to pick up the eggs.

(End of this chapter)