The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 127 Who is selling fairy rice? come with me

When Hong Qi and others walked out of the city gate, Na Yaren was still chattering behind them.

"...Brother, don't listen to General Pang's nonsense. It's not easy to do business with a wealthy family. You have to take care of everything from servants to housekeepers. Even if you pass a message in front of the door, you can't just open your mouth. Brother, are you here? I don’t know anyone here... Let me give you eighteen taels, which is really the highest price. I won’t make any profit no matter how much more.”

Hong Qi was actually quite happy to hear it, and felt that what he said was correct.

But how can I put it, the more honest a person is, the less he can bear to be deceived by others. After Pang Tiande reminded him, this Yaman had a very bad impression in his heart, and he did not dare to do business with such a person.

The Yaren almost broke his tongue with his earnest words, but Hong Qi still refused to let go.

Helpless, he had no choice but to sigh: "Okay, okay, I will treat it as a good deed today. Brother, don't take this fairy rice around with you. How can a small family afford this? Just wait here." , I will find a few big companies for you and let them make bids for you in person, is that okay? "

This is acceptable.

Hong Qi and his companions looked at each other with joy in their eyes.

After all, they were not familiar with the county town, and they carried such "precious" things with them, so how could they dare to wander around like headless flies.

Seeing that they agreed, Yaren immediately ran away. As he ran, he did not forget to tell them: "Hurry up and cover yourself with quilts!"

Of course, it is impossible to do good deeds. The Yaren are just trying to connect the two parties and earn a little commission from the resale business.

Hong Qi and several villagers stood there waiting like dumb geese. Sure enough, after a while, they saw Na Yaren leading a few people who looked like housekeepers and hurried over.

"Who is selling fairy rice? Come with me to Wang's house and pay for it on the spot!" There was an older man from far away who started to grab the business.

As for a wealthy family, there is no shortage of food or drink at home, and their goal is to live a long life.

Nowadays, they not only buy fairy rice everywhere, but also hire people to go to the Juma River every day to pick up that day's river water for drinking... It is said that the tea brewed with Tianhe water has a unique taste, which is completely different from the water in the world. (It probably smells like bleach + disinfectant)

In short, eating white rice cooked from immortal rice and drinking tea boiled from Tianhe water are the most popular ways to maintain health among wealthy families in Laishui County.

Hong Qi had caught up with the trend now, and when they lifted the quilt and saw the fairy rice, they started to raise prices with each other.

"Didn't your Wang family just get one a few days ago? Just give in this time, and I'll treat you to a drink later...Twenty-one taels, I bought it!"

"Twenty-three taels... I can't give in, I can't give in." The Wang family members shook their heads quickly, "There's no such thing as too much fairy rice. My master can't live without it now, and even that one won't last long."

"Your family still has some. Our Feng family has already run out of food. If I don't buy anything this time, I won't be able to explain it to the master when I go back. Everyone! We are all familiar with each other. To show respect, twenty-seven taels!"

……

Hong Qi was surrounded by this group of people and could not say a word from beginning to end.

Their bids were getting higher and higher, as if what they were offering was not twenty-seven taels of silver, but twenty-seven rotten copper plates.

Hong Qi was happy at first, but gradually began to feel frightened. When the Feng family shouted thirty-one liang, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"It can't go any higher, it really can't go any higher," Hong Qi blushed and said, "I... I want to sell it to the Feng family. Mr. Feng has already run out of food. He can't do anything without food... …”

His mind was dizzy, and he seemed to have no idea that there was actually a slight difference between what people called "food shortage" and his family's food shortage.

After a while, Hong Qi and others came out of the Feng family mansion in West City. Hong Qi's mind was still groggy, and his walking steps felt like stepping on cotton. If he hadn't actually held thirty-one taels of snowflake silver in his hands, he would have really wanted to slap himself hard!

Hong Qi, who had been poor all his life, never had such a "huge" wealth, even in his dreams.

Half of his heart was filled with ecstasy, and the other half was filled with fear. Not only was he feeling this way, but the few villagers accompanying him also felt extremely nervous.

Even though the silver was wrapped in several layers of rags and completely invisible, they still felt like people on the street were staring at them.

They tightly surrounded Hong Qi in the middle, looking left and right... as if they were hiding something.

What made them most nervous was an officer and soldier who had been following behind... This was because Pang Tiande saw that these villagers were stupid and was afraid that they would do something to others in the city, so he specially asked someone to keep an eye on them.

These days, the reputations of officers and soldiers and bandits are equated, so they can't help but worry.

That officer and soldier was one of the people who went to protect the iron pot outside the city. He looked at Hong Qi and others with guarded faces and felt scornful.

He would have been jealous of this money before.

However, now, he is the first person to "follow" Mr. Fang. He is the one whose name is recorded in the new city's blueprint (the county's temporary labor roster). The number is still "000002" that allows him to blow for the rest of his life.

Not to mention the various benefits he got from working in the new city, in his opinion, this status alone was already extremely valuable. How could he destroy his future just for these thirty-one taels of silver. (1 - New City Rules: Those who commit adultery and violate laws will be removed from the company. 2 - You are a temporary worker, how much more valuable are you?)

In short, he looked at Hong Qi and the others impatiently, and urged: "What else do you want to do, hurry up, finish it and leave the city as soon as possible, don't linger here!"

After Hong Qi got the money, of course he had to go to the rice shop to exchange for grains.

There just happen to be a few rice shops here in the West Market.

In the past, he had brought some pitiful wheat in exchange for cereals. At that time, he was cautious with a smile on his face. However, the clerks in the store ignored him and never gave him a good look.

However, this time Hong Qi had just shown off his cloth bag, and several of the waiters came around with a roar. They called him uncle, and the smiles on their faces were so friendly.

Some of them served jasmine tea, and some of them served a small plate of rice krispie treats... Hong Qi has lived for most of his life, but he didn't know that he could get this kind of treatment when buying things in a store!

Hong Qi was in an excited mood and couldn't help but feel a bit heroic... Although in the end, he still chose the cheapest cereals in the store.

When he took the lead to come out of the rice shop carrying the grain bag, he happened to see the officer and soldier talking to a red-faced old man.

"Lao Fan, why are you so sneaky about buying tobacco? Well... I heard that your son Fan Laoshi has also come to Xincheng. Are you afraid that he will scold you if he finds out?"

Old Man Fan said angrily: "How can I be so sneaky? You people are so full in the cafeteria that you will spread rumors as much as you can!"

"hehe". The officer and soldier did not expose him, but instead gossiped: "Have you sold the certificate the Fang Dong family wrote for you? I heard that the big players in the city have blocked you many times. What price are you paying now?"

Old Man Fan immediately felt a little proud. He said with a reserved smile: "Someone comes out of a big house with four bedrooms here on West Street, plus two pretty maids."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." The officer and soldier looked very surprised and pretended to advise: "This price is really good, how about you sell it to him?"

(End of this chapter)