Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 32 Buying Vegetable Seeds

The beans on Mu Xiang's face have disappeared a little these days, and she doesn't look so scary anymore, but there are still marks.If it weren't for this red pimple, she would be a beautiful girl, and the big plums around her would have disappeared long ago.But this time... Da Meizi looked much prettier than her.

When Zhao Xiuwen saw her at the entrance of the village two days ago, he saw the bean on her face, but he didn't pay much attention to it, but seeing her sitting on the cart with long bolts made her feel a little glaring.

Damei also doesn't like Zhao Xiuwen, especially when she saw Zhao Xiuwen's indifference to her brother, she became even more angry, and said in a strange way: "Hey, Zhao Jinshi, why do you still have to walk when you enter the city? Why don't you walk?" Find a coachman to drive you into the city in a carriage, it's really embarrassing to go like this!"

Zhao Xiuwen's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his voice was also cold, "The doctor said that I am weak, and walking can strengthen my body." He looked at Mu Xiang, "It's you, a girl who didn't come out of the cabinet, sitting in the middle of a young boy's seat. Aren’t you afraid of being gossiped on your cart?”

Mu Xiang didn't expect him to talk to her suddenly, but why did the words sound so awkward, she had to remind him, "Comrade, you are too lenient to meddle in other people's affairs, who am I to sit on?" Dray, what is your business? Does it have anything to do with you? Brother Changshuan, let's go quickly, don't miss the market time!"

"Okay," Chang Shuan swung the whip vigorously, and the little donkey swung its legs and walked faster.

Zhao Xiuwen stood there stupidly, he still didn't understand, is this what Mu Xiang said?He always thought that Mu Xiang was angry with him, or was very sad, so when he saw him last time, he ignored him, but this time, he clearly saw that Mu Xiang had no regard for him in his eyes. Feelings, those cold eyes, as if looking at a stranger.

How can it be?Zhao Xiuwen didn't believe it, and even didn't want to admit that there was a little bit of loss and unwillingness in his heart.

Da Meizi looked back and saw Zhao Xiuwen standing there as if he had lost his soul, and patted Mu Xiang on the back cheerfully, "You can do it, really don't like him?"

"Oh, don't make noise," Mu Xiang didn't care about her at the moment, she should have seen that there were many stalls selling various seeds on the street, some of which were not commonly grown by people in Linquan Town.She jumped off the cart and dragged Damei to look at the stalls one by one.

Chang Shuan led the little donkey, and said to them, "I'll take the bamboo baskets to the grocery store first, and you two go around first. After an hour, I'll still be waiting here for you."

Damei replied: "Hey, brother, you just go, don't worry about us, we are together, we can't lose it."

Mu Xiang likes Da Mei's temperament very much, she is more cheerful and straightforward than Jin Ju, and she is not as sentimental as Jin Ju.This girl, Damei, is like a stream of warm sunshine, shining on her body, making her feel comfortable from the inside out.

Mu Xiang doesn't like to talk, so she just listens to Damei's constant chatter.

Before walking to a small stall, Mu Xiang grabbed a handful of rapeseed and smelled it, and asked the stall owner, "Are you carrot seeds?"

The stall owner is a short old man with a tanned and red face. He looks like a farmer who has worked all year round. When he saw Mu Xiang came to ask, he warmly introduced to her, "Yes, our family harvested a lot of red wine last year. I can't finish planting radish seeds, and it's a pity to lose them. I just want to sell them and see if I can sell them for a few pennies. It's better than losing them. Girl, if you want them, just give them some money. Take it all!"

Real peasants are very down-to-earth, unlike those who specialize in small businesses, who swindle left and right, and they will swindle you into a trap.

Da Meizi leaned over and asked curiously, "What is this, and what does it look like when it grows?"

The old man listened to her question, and explained to her honestly: "This thing is also a radish, but it is a carrot, which is much smaller than the green radish. This year, my wife won't let me grow it. It is better to grow white radishes. Carrots are better for bigger ones, but these carrots are also delicious when cooked!"

When Damei heard that the radish was not big, she immediately lost interest and turned her mouth to look at other things.

But Mu Xiang weighed the small bamboo flat that holds the carrot seeds. If the land beside the house is plowed out, it can be divided into four pieces and planted with white radish, red radish, Chinese cabbage, and green garlic. These four are the best in winter. Variety, before it snows, dig a cellar in the yard, store vegetables, and eat them until next spring!

Mu Xiang smiled, and said to the old man: "Uncle, I want all these. I'll give you twenty coins for these carrot seeds, what do you think?" Twenty coins is not too much, but it is not a lot No, she bought him at the price of ordinary seeds, so she didn't take advantage of him.

Sure enough, the old man was very happy and gave her some cabbage seeds.

Mu Xiang saw that there were still garlic cloves and white radish seeds on his stall, so she bought some as well.As for Chinese cabbage seeds, I finally found a shop that sells vegetable seeds before I bought them.

Damei looked at the things she bought, and said worriedly: "You bought so many seeds, do you have a place to plant them? Besides, you don't have so much fertilizer now!"

A loud rooster crowed from behind Damei, and Mu Xiang smiled, "Hey, isn't the fertilizer here?"

In ancient times, there was no distinction between farmed chickens and native chickens. They were all domesticated. When money was needed, they were caught and sold. The price was similar to that of pork.Mu Xiang didn't know how to pick hens, so she asked Damei to help pick a few. There were five hens in total, but none of them were hens that passed the year, but pullets that were born that year.Damei said: A hen that is too old can't lay many eggs, and the young hen is better.

The five chickens were quite expensive, and it cost Mu Xiang hundreds of Wen, which made Da Mei feel extremely distressed, and at the same time wondered where she got the money from.

Damei has a straightforward personality, and Muxiang knew that if she didn't know her, there would be endless troubles, so she also wanted to go to Fushoulou to see how well her fat sausage hot pot was selling.Although it's none of her business to sell more or less, this is the first business route she took after all. If she walks well and has a solid foundation, it will be much smoother in the future.

The back door of Fushou Building is still busy. Manager Liu is still holding a ledger, counting the meat and vegetables that have been brought in one by one. It is the end of summer, and there are fewer and fewer seasonal vegetables. Looking at the only kind of vegetable , Guan Liu frowned worriedly.

Mu Xiang pulled Da Mei, stood at the door and called him.

Guanshi Liu heard it, looked outside, and saw that it was Mu Xiang, hurriedly beckoned her in, and smiled kindly: "Girl Mu Xiang, it just so happens that you are here, if you don't come again, I'm going to visit you in your village! "

(End of this chapter)