Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 60 Locusts.

Cen Abao was hugged by someone.

"You bastard, I'll call..."

"Baby, it's grandma." Mrs. Cen patted her back with a warm hand.

Cen Abao, who was so frightened, returned to his place: "Grandma, I almost pissed my pants in fright."

The old lady Cen was overjoyed, she put A Bao down, walked two steps towards the firewood room, rubbed her eyes, and muttered wonderingly: Eh?I just saw a pile of sweet potatoes on the ground, why are they gone?

Cen Abao's eyes trembled when he heard this: "Grandma, it must be because of your bad eyesight."

"Really? What are you doing in the firewood house in the middle of the night?" Mrs. Cen asked suddenly, and Abao Cen faltered, and she saw Mrs. Cen slap her thigh: "Aren't you sleepwalking? It seems that I was frightened by the peddler , Grandma called you Huner, let's go back."

Mrs. Cen was really sleepy, and when she said she was going to slap her to sleep, there was a sound of snoring when the slap was raised and lowered.

Cen Abao was afraid after thinking about it, not because she didn't trust her, but because she was scared of her.

When Cen Abao woke up early, he found that the sky was so strange, it was hot and stuffy, and it didn't rain even after the autumn came out.

"Grandma, everyone says Qiu Huo Qiu Huo, but this Qiu Huo is too powerful." Cen Abao stood at the door and covered her face with her small hands. After a while, her eyes had double shadows.

Mrs. Cen went to the firewood room first to check if she was hallucinating last night, and then brought back four large baskets, and carefully took the ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, and a piece of wolf skin that Boss Cen and the others brought back yesterday. A piece of wild boar skin was put in.

It was just dawn when we arrived in the town, and it happened to be the time to sell breakfast. We sold two large buckets of clam porridge, and we had a chance to catch our breath after selling garlic clams all afternoon.

Cen Azhuo looked at the stalls, and before dinner, Mrs. Cen took Abao into the previous pharmacy with a few baskets of treasures on his back.

They are all old acquaintances, and there is a little backer like a stroller, so to put it bluntly, just negotiate the price.

Two ginsengs, one of good quality, sold for 100 taels of silver, and one of average quality, sold for 79 taels of silver.

Two Ganoderma lucidums were of similar quality, both of medium quality, one sold for 61 taels and the other sold for 40 taels.

Mrs. Cen rubbed her hands: "Shopkeeper, dare to ask... do you know the person who collects the leather?"

The shopkeeper's eyes glanced to the side, and the clever Cen Abao glanced over in an instant, and there was a strong man with a round belly and a beard sitting on the chair.

His eyes were rolling, if he guessed right, this one is the one who collects fur.

"It's like this. My eldest son is a hunter. He went up the mountain yesterday and killed a wolf and a wild boar, and peeled off the skin." Mrs. Cen squeezed out her folds: "Oh, the one with a nose and eyes It's complete."

"Can you palm your eyes?"

Put the two skins on the medicine cabinet.

The fur trader sitting on the side stood up: "Well, it's a good hunt, it's a whole fur. To tell you the truth, I just collect furs. I just wanted to see how your furs look like without making a sound."

"Then this..."

"You know the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, and I will give you a happy price, 20 taels for wolf skin and 15 taels for wild boar skin."

Mrs. Cen recalled that the price that her eldest son sold leather in Dahe Village was not as high as he had given her: "Success, if there is more..."

"Take it, take it."

Mrs. Cen walked away with the money in her hands with narrowed smiles, touched her pocket, lowered her head and said to Abao Cen, "It was sold for 280 taels of silver."

"Great milk."

Before dark, let’s do the math, sell clams for 940 renminbi, less than a tael of silver.

It's not for nothing to set up a stall in the town these days.

Mrs. Cen has long since found out who sells food, who sells food cheaply, and who sells food better.

While closing the stall, I heard a young couple who set up the stall across the street took something out of the soup bucket and threw it on the ground, complaining to their daughter-in-law: "What, why did a bug fall in, what are you doing?" Don't look at it, I still want to save this little soup for dinner."

The little daughter-in-law gave the man a gouging look: "If you don't work, you won't get sick if you eat it."

Cen Abao stretched her little neck and stared at the ground. She stared at the bug on the ground, her little brows were furrowed tightly, why is it this bug.

"Abao, follow up quickly." Cen Abao hurried to catch up.

After walking through two alleys, I found a door without a plaque. Inside was a family of three. Mrs. Cen asked what was there.

"Big sister, we have rice noodles, corn and sweet potatoes here, but we don't have refined rice noodles. Small towns don't take advantage of that."

Mrs. Cen clicked her tongue twice: "What kind of family is here?"

When I was asked why I bought rice and noodles, I saw that the food was about to come down.

Mrs. Cen said that she came here to find relatives to settle down in other places, and she didn't catch up with the crops of growing grain.

"Ah, so, rice costs 150 Wen a dou, and noodles cost [-] Wen a dou." A Dou is about eleven or twelve catties, so why is noodles so expensive?In fact, the noodles are made of wheat or rice with a stone mill. Isn't it expensive to add a process in the middle?

Cen Abao doesn't want her grandmother to buy rice. There are three hundred catties of rice at home, and the rice she draws can be recycled.

Stealing Granny Cen: "Grandma, the family's old nose is missing, let's buy noodles."

Granny Cen gritted her teeth and bought fifty buckets, nearly five hundred catties, and a bag of corn, nearly three hundred.

"Grandma, we need to buy some salt." Cen Abao looked at no one around, and said in a low voice, "If we are really fleeing famine, we need to add salt, or we will have no strength."

"Grandma, we still need to buy some beans and grind some sauce to eat with pancakes."

"There are also vegetables. I see that the vegetables are almost ready these days."

Mrs. Cen asked Cen Dong to go back to the village and let the eldest daughter-in-law look after the house, while the others came with carts.

It was getting dark, and they loaded two hundred catties of cabbage, two hundred catties of carrots, and two hundred catties of sunflower into the cart.

After packing these and transporting them back, they folded back and transported the beans and salt back.

At the end of the day, more than half of the money in his pocket was gone.

"Fresh vegetables can't be kept, let's marinate some of them."

"Third daughter-in-law, if you make soybean paste, it will be fine after six days."

"Now let's hurry up and knead the noodles, chop up the wild vegetables, put some oil and salt, and make pancakes with the noodles, so that it will be delicious to eat."

"Don't make so many yellow mud tanks, they are too heavy, put them in sacks, and stack them together to save space."

"Make some more water bags, at least one person and three people."

Cen Zhuo stood up and came to Qi Zeyao, and patted him: "Let's take some time to make more darts for self-defense."

Qi Zeyao nodded, he had exactly this intention.

As soon as they stepped out of the door, the two who were planning to go to the courtyard suddenly felt something flying by in front of them.

They clapped their hands subconsciously.

Spread your hands and look at each other: "This bug seems to be a locust..."

They turned back to the house and showed Granny Cen: "Milk, locust."

Granny Cen looked at it, her eyes blurred: "Really, it's really a locust."

Cen Abao also looked over: "Ah, I also saw this bug in the town today."

(End of this chapter)