I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 32 Rock Paper Scissors

Although Song Ying had memories of the original owner, it was the first time she actually went to the county seat. She looked around and was very excited along the way.

Before leaving, Mrs. Ruan gave her fifty copper coins as pocket money, also worried that the wild fruit would not be sold, and she would be hungry at noon.

Li County is prosperous. As soon as you enter the city gate, you can see street vendors on both sides of the road. There are several streets in the county, some of which are Fugui Street.

There is also Minmin Street. Although there are shops on the street, there are also stalls coming and going, which is also extremely lively.

The two of Song Ying came to Minmin Street.

"Walking around the streets is too hard, why don't we rent a place." Song Xun looked at Song Ying and said.

"Okay." Song Ying nodded simply.

On this street, there are fixed stalls with different prices depending on the location. There are monthly rents, daily rents, and patrolling officers and soldiers, which seem to be very safe.

The two chose a mid-level location, and the rental price for one day was [-] cents. This day is worth the price from the opening of the market in the early morning to the beginning of the curfew, even if you come in the evening, the price is still the same.

As soon as fifteen Wen was handed over, the two of them moved their things out of the ox cart.

But looking left and right at the things they sold, I couldn't help but smile a little bit on my face.

"I don't know which family's prodigal son this is. He dares to pick and sell mung beans everywhere! It's a waste of rent, hey!"

"Children are ignorant, thinking that people in this county have never seen such a thing."

"..."

"Young man, if you make this fruit into sauce, maybe you can sell it for a few dollars..." An old gentleman who wrote a letter was at the stall next door. Seeing that they were young, he tried to persuade them.

Of course, it's not that no one has sold jam, but it really doesn't make money. After all, this kind of fruit is sour. If you want to suppress the taste, you have to add more sugar, which is too expensive.

"Thank you for reminding me, uncle, but our fruits are different from those picked on the mountain. Look, are they all purple and purple? The taste is sweet." Song Ying said cheekily.

Seeing that Song Xun's face was reddish, and he couldn't bear to grieve, he suddenly became angry at his dantian: "Selling fruit! Delicious and sweet fruit! It doesn't cost money if it's not good. If you eat one, you'll want another one!"

"Sister!" Song Xun looked anxiously.

"Brother, of course you have to yell and yell when you sell things. I wear a veiled hat on my head, so no one will pay much attention to my face." Song Ying said indifferently.

The scars on her face are too scary, in order to avoid being judged, Ruan specially made her a veil.

She has a nice voice, like a warbler or an oriole, which attracted many people to look at her.

But when he saw that it was mung bean fruit, he was not interested immediately.

The two waited for a quarter of an hour, but none of the buyers came.

"Wild fruit?" Just as he was thinking, a man walked up, glanced at the stall, and said, "I haven't eaten this for a long time, I'll take two to taste, anyway, there are everywhere on the mountain, it doesn't matter if you don't need money, right? "

Song Xun wanted to stop it immediately.

This is what he and his sister worked so hard to carry down the mountain, and there is also a human cost?
"Okay! Eldest brother, buy a catty and pay a catty first, and then you can play a round of guessing games with me. If the elder brother wins the guess, the money will be refunded to you." Song Ying tugged Song Xun, and then said immediately .

As soon as the words came out, the man laughed: "Guess the boxing game? How do you guess?"

"Rock paper scissors, two wins out of three, easy?" Song Ying grinned. The man couldn't see her face, but the voice was quite soothing.

(End of this chapter)