happy life rebirth

Chapter 26

When Xia Xiaohong entered the space several times, she used the time to sleep at night. I don’t know if it was because she had practiced the "Forgetting Love Art" every time she entered the space; although she did not sleep all night, Xia Xiaohong still did not feel the slightest exhausted.

Although Jiang Meiying had told Xia Xiaohong before going to bed last night that she could sleep late without rushing to get up early in the morning; Xia Xiaohong still opened the door and walked out when the sky just dawned.

"Mom, I'll just sweep the floor." Xia Xiaohong snatched the broom in Jiang Meiying's hand in a rambling manner, and smiled at Jiang Meiying with a fawning face: "Mum, I want to eat the glutinous rice you made this morning; Do it for me? Okay?"

The glutinous rice made by Jiang Meiying is different from other people's. In fact, the most different thing is the pickled vegetables and jar vegetables used to serve with rice; this is Xia Xiaohong's favorite since she was a child. After many years, Jiang Meiying is gone...Xia Xiaohong eats I have tasted glutinous rice in many places, but it is no longer the taste I am familiar with.

"You kid, you've been clamoring for glutinous rice early in the morning." Jiang Meiying said with a face of reproach: "You don't get too tired, and if you can't finish it later... Mommy will stuff it for you." Go into your stomach to see if you are still hungry?"

Even so, Jiang Meiying scooped up some well water, washed her hands and went to the kitchen.

It didn't take long for the smoke to rise from the chimney, and the sound of footsteps began to sound on the bluestone street outside the house; as time passed, it became more and more lively.

Today is Hewanli Village's rush day every four days.

Ganchang is commonly known as Ganji, and most people in Fujian, Guangdong, and Zhejiang coastal areas call it Ganxu (Ganxu, Xutian); in many southern provinces, it is called Ganchang, and in the north, it is called Ganji; in Yunnan, it is called Ganjie, and in the south of Lingnan, it is called Ganwu; every place There are different names.

Regular market trade is generally practiced between towns and towns in various regions of the country, or once every five days, or once every seven days; there are also areas where there is once every three days or once every two days.

Every day when it comes to rushing to the market, there are all kinds of department stores in the market; people come in groups from nearby villages, some sell their surplus products; By the way, invite relatives and friends to do some things; some people just go to see the excitement.

To put it simply and popularly, people gather from all directions to a bazaar to buy the daily necessities needed for the home; for example-clothes, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar...etc. chickens, ducks, and geese; or cabbage, peppers, and eggplants grown in the vegetable field and sold in the market.

Most of the income of many remote farmers comes from selling their own items during the market.

Most of the bazaars are located in central villages and towns, temple resorts and town fringes with moderate locations and convenient transportation, so that it is convenient to gather people from surrounding villages.

The geographical location of Hewanli Village is good, it is the most convenient and affluent village in the transportation hub of ten miles and eight townships nearby; naturally, there is no objection that the gathering place for the market falls naturally to Hewanli Village.

In the previous life, when Xia Xiaohong was young, what she liked and looked forward to the most was the rushing day every four months, not only Xia Xiaohong alone... At that time, many children should have such expectations!

After all, when it’s market day, not only adults can go to the market to buy and sell goods, but children can also save up their own products, for example—the mandarin buds that have been sun-dried; If you buy it for money, ordinary citrus buds will also be bought; but in terms of price, the price of citrus buds is more expensive than that of citrus buds.

There are also toothpaste skins, duck feathers, goose feathers, chicken mushrooms, and the peach kernels in the peach pits that can be sold for money after drying; many children’s pocket money comes from it, and many of the more remote villages The children of all ages will take the scraps they have accumulated to the market to sell on the day of rushing to the market; the money from the sale is usually not wanted by adults, and the money is the children's own private property.

Of course, the market should be in a place where people and houses gather. The old street where Xia Xiaohong's house is located is the market on market day.

On the day of rushing to the market, when the genius just shines; there are already many rushing people here early in the streets and alleys. Their purpose is only one... and that is to find a better one for the items they are going to sell today. In this way, your own items can be sold out earlier; by the way, you can sell them at a better price.

At that time, the market was not as clearly divided as it is now. Generally speaking, the things sold were placed casually; anyway, no matter whether you were selling vegetables, carrots, chickens, ducks, fish, meat... anyway, there would be someone in the village to collect them. For a certain fee, for example, a place selling cabbage usually charges [-] cents or [-] yuan; because the value of chickens and ducks is much higher than that of cabbage, the fees charged will naturally rise and become more expensive.

Xia Xiaohong's heart was faintly excited. It has been a long, long time since her mother died and she entered the city... so long that she almost forgot what it was like to go to the market. Revisiting the old dream makes me think about it. People are looking forward to it.

Finally, after sweeping the floor and wiping all the furniture in the house with a rag, Xia Xiaohong went into the kitchen to help Jiang Meiying start the fire; she wanted to finish her meal quickly so that she could go to the market to have a look, Maybe I can find a better way to smuggle out the watermelon in my space and sell it.

But Xia Xiaohong was just thinking about it, and she also estimated that her method would not work in all likelihood; among other things... how big is the village in this river bend, and those familiar faces come and go ; Everyone who doesn't know anyone, how will Xia Xiaohong explain to others the source of the watermelon in her hand?
If the place is farther away, there may still be this possibility, and there will be less trouble with acquaintances, so naturally there will not be so many; when the fruits in the space are ripe, Xia Xiaohong feels that she still needs to find an opportunity to go to other places to catch up. Take a look; there may or may not be a chance.

Jiang Meiying saw her daughter's absent-minded look at a glance, she smiled and asked: "What's the matter Xia Xia? You are not in a hurry to sell your stinky orange buds at the market, are you?"

Jiang Meiying knew that Xia Xiaohong had some bad habits of liking money since she was a child, and when she saw Xia Xiaohong kept looking outside, she couldn't help but tease her.

Yes!I still have stinky citrus buds that I haven't sold!

It was really a word that awakened the dreamer, if Jiang Meiying hadn't reminded herself... Xia Xiaohong really forgot about the stinky mandarin buds.

"Mom, I almost forgot if you didn't tell me; after breakfast, I'll go to the waste collection station to sell the stinky mandarin buds." Xia Xiaohong added a stick of firewood to the stove. , said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)