The lucky girl in the village has a good way of making money.

Chapter 27 There is a girl named Pomegranate in the village

Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village, the skinny little seller who had made a good harvest this time saw that there should be no people around. He was about to change to the next village when he saw a dark man from outside the village carrying a load of goods.

Most of the hawkers around Dafengji looked familiar to him, but this dark-skinned man looked unfamiliar to him, thinking he was from somewhere else?

But this brother was unlucky. He ran into him. Now he came to Hecun. Today, this brother came all the way. How much can he sell for?
The salesman shook his head and packed the drawers calmly.

Seeing the dark-skinned salesman put down his load under the old locust tree, there were villagers joining in the fun. The dark-skinned salesman opened his mouth and shouted, and the villagers joining in the fun rushed up.

A fashionable toy in the city? The fashionable headband in the city?
The skinny little guy was dumbfounded. This big brother has something!
Things in the city are fashionable and eye-catching, but not everyone in the village is willing to buy them.

The skinny little peddler shook his head, picked up his load, and left the village without haste.

Behind him, the dark-skinned salesman answered questions one after another from the lively villagers, "Yes, Auntie, look at how beautiful this butterfly mask is? This is the favorite thing to wear at the lantern festival in the city! Uncle, look at this Windmills, all the children in the city love to play——"

There were many people around, and they all looked at the novel gadgets without blinking an eye. But when asked about the price, almost none of them were willing to buy them, mainly because they had already bought something just now.

For a long time, I couldn't sell it for a penny.

Looking to see if there were too many to buy, the dark-skinned salesman was not in a hurry at all. He was happy that the villagers were all asking questions in front of him. He answered the questions without leaving a trace, "Eh? Uncle, you guys Are there any pomegranate seedlings in this village? I'm helping people harvest these!"

The man in question was missing two front teeth and shook his head, "Pomegranate seedlings? That's no coincidence, there aren't any."

A woman next to me couldn't help but join in the fun and casually added, "There are no pomegranate seedlings in our village, but there is someone named Pomegranate!"

The dark-skinned salesman's eyes flashed, as if he was talking about something commonplace: "Oh, this is a good name. All the ladies in the city like it. They embroider pomegranates on all their clothes and mosquito nets. They all say that pomegranates have more seeds. Lucky for you! This pomegranate is a female doll, right?"

The mother-in-law answered the question casually, but when she heard the swarthy salesman's words, she was stunned and thought to herself: "How blessed is a pomegranate to have many children?" All the ladies in the city are interested in this, so you can’t do it fake. Oh, does the Li family’s pomegranate look like it’s thirteen when it’s turned over? It's time to talk about kissing her in less than two years - ouch, her grandson is the right age!

The mother-in-law's heart was churning, and while she was thinking about it, she didn't care about what the delivery man said, "Yes, it's just a girl!"

As soon as the others heard the words that pomegranates bring many children, some were quick-thinking and some were simply curious. They all asked the dark-skinned salesman about things in the city.

The swarthy salesman dealt with it while slowly trying to figure it out without leaving any trace. After a while, he knew almost what he wanted to know.

Panting, Pang Ni ran to the entrance of the village. Seeing so many people talking enthusiastically, she was afraid that all the headbands would be sold out, so she hurriedly pushed forward. Suddenly she heard people talking about pomegranates. She was wary, and I wasn’t in a hurry to buy a headband. I pretended that I hadn’t chosen a good one and listened to the adults talking with my ears open.

As I listened, I couldn't help but glance at the salesman secretly, and said to myself: Huh, don't think she didn't hear it. Why does this salesman keep leading Grandma Sun to talk about the pomegranate family?
"Uncle, how do you sell these hairbands?" Pang Ni raised the hairbands in her hand and asked loudly, interrupting what the swarthy salesman was about to say.

Seeing that a little girl actually came to buy hairbands after a long time, the dark-skinned salesman smiled and responded. He was a "salesman" and things still had to be sold.

Seeing that the salesman didn't care about asking about pomegranates, Pang Ni calmly selected four hair ropes, paid the money, and left. She didn't leave in a hurry. She listened for a while and saw the salesman in the southeast, northwest and northwest. I was talking to the villagers, but I didn't hear any more pomegranates, so I held my headband and went to the village. The pomegranates were cooked over the fire and fed to the pigs. Then they shook their arms, packed up, and prepared to go back to their homestead.

There is no need to serve dinner in the evening, but after everyone has been working all afternoon, they still have to steam some corn buns and eat them to satisfy their stomachs before finishing the work.

Now it was time to make the noodles and steam the buns. She had just pinched a large handful of shepherd's purse, which was just right inside.

Shiliu took Li Rongzhang out of the old house and headed to the east end of the village. They didn't go far when they met Pang Ni.

"Pomegranate, here you go! Take a look at the three headbands, aren't they pretty?"

"Beautiful!" Pomegranate took the hairband and praised it without hesitation, even though this simple red and pink hairband really didn't look good.

Pangni smiled and walked side by side with Shiliu toward the east end of the village. She returned the remaining four copper coins to Shiliu, "This rope is two cents a piece. It's not expensive! It's the same as the hair rope sold at the market." It’s almost the same, and it’s pretty! I’ll buy it again when this salesman comes back next time!”

"However, this salesman is a little strange!"

Pomegranate took the copper plate and put it away. After listening to Pang Ni's words, she said smoothly: "Why is it weird?"

Pang Ni said: "This guy was talking casually to Grandma Sun and the others, and I don't know why they started talking about it. When I arrived, I heard them talking about your family's affairs!"

"Talking about my family?" Pomegranate was also puzzled, "Why are you talking about my family? Has that salesman been here before? Is he an acquaintance or relative of someone in our village?"

Pang Ni shook her head, "I haven't seen that salesman before. It was my first time to come back and chat about home affairs. I just said that your family had just split up and was building a new house. I didn't feel comfortable with it, so I pretended to buy something and interrupted them quickly. , and then I deliberately stayed for a while, and then I left without listening to what they said anymore!"

Shiliu listened to a noodle seller who had just come back asking about her family's affairs, and felt very strange in her heart. People like Grandma Sun like to have fun, but if someone hadn't deliberately led the conversation, so many people in the village would be so busy. , why did you just mention her home?
The separation of families is new, but the fact that the widow of the Lin family in the south of the village was caught and raped in bed in the past few days is even newer.

Who could that salesman be? What's the purpose?
Is there anything notable about their family recently?
After much thought, Pomegranate came up with the only bamboo rats for sale today and the strange rides she took.

That shopkeeper Ding—is it him? What does he want to do?
It was in vain that she thought she was smart enough to guard against others, but she was also smart and worthy of being an old ginger. In this way, she could accurately find their village and inquire about her family's situation.

If it was really him, what did he mean?

She only sold six bamboo rats, why did she attract his attention?

Doesn’t it mean that every person who comes to sell wild game must keep an eye on other people to understand their situation?

As for the matter of nine denarii, what about it? Weird!
(End of this chapter)