Sister-in-law from a poor family

Chapter 14 I’m waiting for you

The road from Wansheng Village to the town is not very short, and the road is winding.

As she walked, Qin Mianmian suddenly remembered that she didn't know the way at all, and the person walking with her was still considered a fool by everyone.

After all the begging, they shouldn't have crossed paths while walking.

Full of trepidation, she followed Fu Jingbo and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the bustling market in front of her.

The name of this town is Qiu Linpu. The town is not big, and the entire street is only a hundred meters apart.

The streets are bustling with people, all coming to the market.

Everyone buys and sells, and everyone has what they need.

But everyone was selling small things, unlike Qin Mianmian and Fu Jingbo, who just carried a wild boar over.

As soon as these two people walked into the middle of the crowd, everyone unconsciously turned their attention to them.

"How to sell this wild boar? I'm afraid it won't work directly outside."

She was thinking to herself, and while she was still thinking about what to do, someone actually approached her.

"My little wife, are you two here to sell wild boars?" A man wearing a short shirt with a stubble on his face asked, standing directly in front of Qin Mianmian.

"Yes." Qin Mianmian didn't hide it either.

The last thing you should not be afraid of when selling things is people, let alone people asking questions.

The man got a positive answer and immediately felt happy.

"I'm still worried that I came late today, and I didn't catch up with the pigs killed today at the market. Well, there are wild boars now. I can buy some to drink with."

Okay, okay, he turns out to be a good drinker.

"Then how do you sell wild boar meat?" the man asked again.

Qin Mianmian paused. This was her first time coming to Jishang. She didn't know how much a pound of pork cost or how to price wild boars.

She smiled: "It can't be cheaper than pork."

"What?" The stubble-faced man frowned upon hearing this: "Is it more expensive than pork?"

A lady next to him coughed dryly and came closer.

"My little wife, you are not hunters, right? Did you hunt this wild boar by chance?"

Qin Mianmian raised her eyebrows without comment.

"You don't know, this wild boar meat is dry and woody, and it's all lean meat. It's not as delicious as pork.

When hunters hunt wild boars and sell them, they are usually cheaper than pork. How dare you claim that they are more expensive than pork. "The woman reminded her kindly, and deliberately lowered her voice.

"Really?" Qin Mianmian frowned, dumbfounded.

She didn't understand, she was shocked.

Wild boars are also game, so how can they be inferior to domestic pigs?

You must know that in later generations, ordinary restaurants would not be able to eat this kind of game.

"Okay, thank you, ma'am, let's take a look." She pursed her lower lip and thanked her with a smile.

After saying that, she led Fu Jingbo, who was carrying the wild boar on his shoulders, to continue walking forward. She planned to take a look at the situation before deciding how to sell it.

The aunt and the man looked at each other, and their eyes were a little disappointed when they saw that Qin Mianmian was still going forward.

"Let's see. I see you are quite tired carrying the wild boar. I'll give you three cents a pound, and you can sell the wild boar to me." The stubble-faced man took a few steps forward and stood in the way. Qin Mianmian suggested in front of him.

"Huh?" Qin Mianmian frowned, doubting her ears.

The man smiled and said, "That's right. My house is nearby. You can just sell the pig and give some to the neighbors." Qin Mianmian:
"I have no enmity with you, why do you treat me like a fool?" She became unhappy and asked directly with a frown.

"What?" The stubbled man had a smile on his face.

Qin Mianmian looked him up and down and stepped back in disgust.

"You are a butcher, right? Do you want three cents to buy a wild boar from me and then sell the meat at a high price?"

"You little wife, I kindly bought your wild boar, why are you talking nonsense." The man's voice became louder.

People walking around saw them talking, but didn't care what they were saying.

The man's words immediately stopped many people nearby, and everyone looked this way.

"You are covered in oil stains, your face is shiny, and you smell like meat." Qin Mianmian didn't talk nonsense to him and directly produced the evidence.

"Except for the butcher, I really can't think of anyone else who has such qualities."

The stubble-faced man became violent after hearing Qin Mianmian's words.

His fists were clenched, as if he was about to punch someone.

"Pfft, Zhang Tuzi, I never thought you would be discovered one day." A voice broke the deadlock between the two, followed by the sound of a folding fan being thrown away.

Qin Mianmian followed the voice and saw that it was a thin man wearing a long robe and dressed like a scholar. He also held a folding fan in his hand.

The folding fan doesn't look very exquisite, and is even a little rough, but the words on the fan are very beautiful.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Tuzi frowned and asked dissatisfiedly.

"Why, this street belongs to your house, I can't come." The scholar put away the folding fan, walked to Qin Mianmian and stopped.

Zhang Tuzi snorted coldly: "I didn't say that."

The scholar raised his eyebrows: "It's useless even if I say it, this street can't be your home."

Qin Mianmian didn't want to listen to other people's nonsense, so she tugged on Fu Jingbo's sleeve, and the two of them were about to move forward.

"Don't leave, I haven't said you can leave yet." Zhang Tuzi stopped immediately when he saw that the wild boar in his hand was about to fly.

"What?" Qin Mianmian pursed her lips: "You want three cents a pound to buy my wild boar, and I can't leave if I don't do it?"

"How much? Three cents per catty for a wild boar?" The scholar clicked his tongue twice: "Zhang Tuzi, you are getting better and better at doing business."

"Wen Cai, go away. I have no time to talk to you now. You little wife, I bought your wild boar with good intentions, why don't you recognize the good people's heart?" He pulled Qin Mianmian, and there was a lot of wild boar that he would give if he didn't sell it to him. Not letting Qin Mianmian go.

"Let me go." Qin Mianmian's thin arms and legs could not withstand the force of his big claws.

"Let's talk business, what are we going to do?" Zhang Tuzi saw that although the man carrying the wild boar was tall, he was not smart.

Also timid.

Otherwise, if he blocked the road several times, that person would have turned against him long ago.

It's good to be timid. What Zhang Tuzi liked most in his life was meeting these timid and cowardly people.

"Everyone who sells meat on this market must get my permission. I don't allow it. Do you think you can sell wild boars on this market?" Zhang Tuzi raised his head slightly and said proudly.

Qin Mianmian glanced at Fu Jingbo over there. There seemed to be veins bulging on his forehead.

Then he thought of the few merit points he had inexplicably deducted, and immediately made a plan.

"What did you say just now that you won't let me sell pork? Aren't you bullying the market, bullying men and women, bullying good and fearing evil?" She looked at Butcher Zhang weakly, looking like he was weak and could be bullied.

"I'm just going to bully you, no matter what." Zhang Tuzi was confused by her series of bullying and couldn't help but push him.

Qin Mianmian smiled softly: "That's what I've been waiting for."

(End of this chapter)