Song Yuanhuanzhi

Chapter 20
The old cow has paid off his cultivation debts, gnawing grass and lying on the slopes in the setting sun.

Song Huan came to the foot of the mountain with a basket on his back, and there was a family not far from the road at the foot of the mountain.

Song Huan called out from outside, when a voice came from inside, Song Huan raised his eyebrows, the voice sounded familiar.

Sure enough, the person who came out, Song Huan, met once.

This person is the fishing boy with tears in his eyes.

Obviously, the young man still had an impression of Song Huan, so he blurted out, "Why are you?"

Song Huan shrugged, "People in a village shouldn't be so surprised, right?"

The young man gave a shy smile, mainly because this person didn't often go out in the village, so he smiled shyly, "Are you okay?"

Song Huan nodded, "Are your parents there?"

The boy shook his head, "They've all gone to the fields." Then he looked at the sky, and continued, "They will be back soon at this time."

"Here we come." The young man pointed to a few people not far away, carrying a hoe and a basket on their backs.

After leading them closer, Song Huan called his uncle.

The boy's father looked at Song Huan, "Why did Xiao Song come down?"

Song Huan replied directly, "I want to exchange food with Uncle Liang."

Uncle Liang looked at her pannier, nodded, "Go into the room."

After entering the room and sitting down, the tearful boy poured water for Song Huan and Uncle Liang.

Uncle Liang said, "What are you going to exchange?"

Song Huan directly took the rabbit out of the basket.

The tearful boy swallowed unconsciously.

Seeing this, Uncle Liang was actually a little embarrassed. They really didn't eat meat very often, but he wanted to exchange the extra food this year for silver taels. The eldest in the family was getting married, and it was difficult to do things without silver taels.

The tearbag boy obviously knew about the situation at home, so he went out directly, and after a while, the tearbag boy's mother also came in.

The aunt said, "Xiao Song, it's not that uncle and aunt don't want to help you, but the main reason is that the family is not taking it lightly now. However, if the amount is not too much this time, we can still help."

Aunt looked at Uncle Song, who nodded.

The aunt said, "You rabbit, how about we weigh it later and give you the corresponding food according to the market price? Are you buying millet or rice directly?"

"We usually sell millet to grain merchants for two cents a catty, and rice for three cents a catty."

Song Huan heard that the price was indeed cheaper than the store, she was still hesitating, she could pound the rice by herself, but she still had to spend money on tools, so buying the rice directly would save trouble.Moreover, it is not practical to exchange rice with the villagers in the future. Everyone wants to exchange grain for money.She only has meat in her hand, and although the villagers want to eat meat, they have to wait behind the necessities.

However, after that, she can directly use money to buy rice from the village, but this is too ostentatious, so this trick will not work in the long run.

After thinking about it, Song Huan said, "Then replace it with white rice."

The aunt nodded in satisfaction. White rice is expensive and the portion is not so heavy, and they can also save the broken rice and rice husk left over from the pounding to make rice bran cakes.

My aunt also said, "The new millet has just been harvested and hasn't been dried yet. What's left now is old rice. But don't worry, the taste is not bad. We preserve it very well."

Uncle Liang's house didn't weigh, so he had to go to Uncle Liang's house behind to weigh. Song Huan also followed, but unexpectedly saw Liang Dayong.

Song Huan and him nodded and went to see the weighing. This rabbit weighed half a pound.

Uncle Liang said directly on the spot, "The market price of a rabbit is ten cents a catty, so it's five catties..."

Song Huan blurted out, "58 essays."

Uncle Liang looked at Song Huan in surprise, and finally took a look at Uncle Liang to confirm that Uncle Daliang had just finished counting, nodded, and it was indeed 58 essays.

Uncle Liang praised, "Xiao Song is pretty good."

Song Huan replied humbly.

Uncle Liang coughed, and then said, "In this way, you can get rice..."

Uncle Daliang answered, "Nineteen catties."

Song Huan nodded, and then Uncle Liang took out a bag of white rice from home, and Song Huan directly handed over the bag of rice he had brought.

Villagers cherish even a sack.

Uncle Liang weighed out nineteen catties with a bag, and asked Song Huan to hand it over after confirming it.

After Song Huan thanked him, he put the rice in the basket and left.

Uncle Liang shook his head and sighed, "These two children..." He couldn't say the rest.

I don't know if I can survive this winter.

During the days when Brother Song was there, the two children didn't suffer much. Now that they are gone, the two children have no idea about expenses, and they still eat big white rice. They don't know how to live in the future.

The aunt cast an annoyed look and complained, "You still have the time to worry about them. A few days ago, I watched her take her brother to the town from a distance. It can't be said that their lives are much better than ours. If you have the time, you still have to worry about them." Think about Fushou's marriage first!"

Uncle Liang heard his daughter-in-law say this, so he thought about it, how could he not be short of meat, wouldn't his life be better than his own? !

They are not suitable for sad spring and autumn.

Song Huan is still very optimistic that one rabbit can exchange nineteen catties of food, but it's a pity that this kind of cheapness can't always be found.

No one is a fool. In today's situation, she doesn't want to exchange food with the village in the future. In a village, you can't make others feel that your siblings are taking advantage of everyone, right?
No one is stupid. Although the people here are less literate, they are very good at this aspect, and they will never let themselves suffer.

Liang Dayong patted the tear-packed boy and said enviously, "Fucai, you have some meat to eat today."

The tearful boy shook his head, "How can it be, someone will come to the house in two days, and we have to entertain them."

Liang Dayong understood in an instant, he had also heard about the aunt showing Xiang Fushou, "At any rate, it can taste like meat."

The tearful boy also agreed with him.

Last time, he worked hard all afternoon and didn't catch a single fish. Thinking about it, he suddenly thought of an idea, "Doesn't Song Huan have a fishing net? It's rare for her to catch fish on weekdays. Why don't we borrow a fishing net from her? how?"

When Liang Dayong heard this, his eyes lit up, it was feasible! "Then we..."

The two telepathically connected and ran out in an instant, but the elders behind called to go home to eat and light the fire, ignoring them.

Song Huan's footsteps were not slow, and the two caught up after a quarter of an hour. Song Huan turned around when he heard the voice, making the two out of breath, so he put down his basket and waited.

"How did you catch up?" Song Huan asked.

Liang Dayong said, "We have something to discuss with you."

Song Huan raised her eyebrows, she didn't think she could discuss anything with them?

The tear-packed boy revealed their purpose.

Song Huan thought about it, and thought it was feasible, but, "Yes, it is possible, but you have to pay me ten Wen as a deposit, and when you return it after you don't use it, I can return the ten Wen to you if it is not damaged. , if there is any damage, I will refund it if you can repair it, otherwise I will have to deduct a certain amount of deposit according to the degree of damage of the fishing net, and then return the rest to you. Normally, if you catch fish, you can share [-]% of the fish with me. For example, if you catch ten, give me one."

It was the first time Liang Dayong heard this kind of thing, he didn't react for a while, he just asked subconsciously, "What if I only got one?"

Song Huan thought for a while, "Then give me a fish head."

Liang Dayong, "..."

The tearful boy took time to digest it, and then repeated what Song Huan said just now. After confirming that it was correct, he replied, "Let's go back and discuss it. After confirmation, we will find you."

Song Huan nodded indifferently.

(End of this chapter)