Farming with cute babies

Chapter 31 To Yangcheng

When I got closer, I found that there was nothing in Zhao Yuner's back basket, just two clay pots.The jar was covered and it was impossible to see what was inside.

A woman in her 30s smiled and said to Zhao Yuner, "Girl, what good things are you carrying in this basket?"

Zhao Yun'er replied lightly, "It's nothing."

How could the woman believe Zhao Yun'er's rhetoric, and she came over with a smile and said, "Girl, just talk to your aunt, we are in the same village. If you go to the city to sell any good things on weekdays, you will tell each other Say it."

"Of course there are not many aunts. I'm afraid you will make fun of me if I say it, so it's better not to say it." Zhao Yun'er said.

Seeing Zhao Yun'er, the woman just didn't want to say anything. She felt that she was bored, so she couldn't help but scolded, "If you don't say it, don't say it. Anyway, it's definitely not a good thing. In this city, some people didn't go However, if you take the things you think are precious and sell them, no one will want them. Don’t go to the city at that time, and you won’t be able to sell the things, and you will lose the round-trip car money.”

These words were naturally meant for Zhao Yuner.

The corners of Zhao Yun'er's lips rose slightly, but instead she smiled and said politely, "Thank you for worrying, Auntie, but this is my business."

The woman snorted angrily by Zhao Yun'er, turned around, and scolded Zhao Yun'er in front of other women.

Zhao Yun'er just pretended not to hear.

Mouths grow on other people's bodies, and it doesn't matter what other people say.

Zhao Yuner sat and waited on the bullock cart for a while, and then several people came one after another.Seeing that it was almost done, Father Hu yelled and prepared to leave.

The speed of the ox cart was no faster than that of a horse cart, and it wobbled towards Yangcheng.

It would be too tiring to walk over a distance of more than ten miles. Basically, when passing, you still carry your things.

When Papa Hu whipped his cow's butt with his long whip and drove on the road, he was still humming a little country tune, looking at ease.

The air in the early morning was very fresh, mixed with the aroma of the soil, and the bumpy road was bumpy, but Zhao Yun'er felt that it was a bit of fun.

After about an hour, we arrived at Yangcheng.At this time, the morning sun has risen.

Yangcheng is very bustling and bustling. After entering, you will see stalls of all sizes selling all kinds of things.

It's morning now, and the smell of various breakfasts spread all over the street.Zhao Yun'er hadn't had breakfast yet, but she was a little hungry because of the smell.

Father Hu found an open space and stopped, then greeted the people in the car, "Go, I'll wait here."

After finishing speaking, he took out the tobacco rod and pipe, sat on the bullock cart, and began to smoke welding smoke leisurely and comfortably.

The women who bought things in the car and came to sell them all got out of the car one after another. There are stalls in the city to sell things, and there are fixed places.

Zhao Yun'er knew that her honey was a good thing, and when she brought it to the market, ordinary people might not be able to afford it.

She has to find a shop that sells honey by herself, and then resell her own.

"Girl, don't you go to set up a stall with us?" A woman asked, compared to other women, she didn't get involved just now, and she complained.Asking Zhao Yuner like this can be regarded as caring about her.

(End of this chapter)