The daily farming life of the black-bellied young lady

Chapter 19
The aunts looked at Chu Ying, who was only 8 years old, with blood from the slaughtered pig, and two holes in the hemp shoes on her feet. It was obvious that she had grown up and broke the shoes, and her face was also sallow, with stubborn eyes. And the frown and pursed mouth that were suppressed from crying, it hurts to see this.

"The one who kills pigs is determined to die hard. Those who are not killed have been taken away by Grandpa Hades long ago. Only those who die hard can overcome ghosts and gods, and then get rid of evil spirits. Even little ghosts are afraid of pig killers." Li Zisheng saw that Han Da had come out to speak, and his back He straightened up, and his voice grew louder.

"You women know how to gossip when you have nothing to do. How many girls' reputations have been ruined by you? Have you ever met this person? Have you ever gotten along with him? If you haven't gotten along with him, why do you say that about others? You are also girls, and others say that How will I live in the future?"

Chu Ying pinched her thigh, and her tears and snot flowed out. This time must be as miserable as it is. Chu Ying feels okay crying at home, but she would rather bleed than cry outside, but she needs her own cooperation at this time.

The ladies watched Chu Ying sobbing and weeping into tears. They regretted listening to Han Da's words, but they wanted to go up and comfort the child when they saw the poor child.

"They are both fathers and mothers, so leave a way for others to survive, so that if something happens to your own children, they can survive it. It's time to work, can you make money by gossiping?" Han Daba cried Chu Ying, who couldn't stop, hugged them to the car, gave them a vicious look, and drove away.

"That little baby is so pitiful, my family is still old and I chase after my butt for candy."

"Yeah yeah."

Chu Ying turned her head to look at the woman hiding behind the tree. The last time she came to the house to give a verbal warning, she probably had something to do with this incident.Gossip is the most powerful weapon in this world, it can kill people without any effort.

"Chu Ying, they are also unintentional. They can say what others say, and they have never thought about it." Chu Ying understood, wiped away her tears and grinned at Han.

When Chu Ying returned home, she hurriedly made the rocket stove. After laying two layers, Chu Ying did not add more. When the work was almost done, building another two layers at night was considered a success. stretch some.For a rocket stove to be successful, the ratio of the combustion chamber to the air inlet must be controlled at three to one.

But the baffle on the rocket stove hasn't been fixed yet, so I'll have to go into town to see if there's anything I can use.Chu Ying took out the 30 coins that Han Da gave today, the 1 and 6 coins stuffed under the pillow and the 5 strings of money in the folded clothes, and counted them again from beginning to end.

Chu Ying now feels that she is just like Grandet in O. Henry's writing, a copper plate wants to be broken into two pieces.Putting the money away, Chu Ying took 1 and 36 Wen and stuffed it in her clothes.After the meal, Chu Ying packed half a basket of chestnuts on her back and was about to go to the city.

Fortunately, there is nothing to do today, only the two families in the morning, Chu Ying can take the opportunity to go to the city to see her chestnut business.

When she arrived at Qin Zhong's shop, Chu Ying saw that there were only one-fifth of the chestnuts left, and she was both happy and sad. The happy thing was that so many chestnuts were sold, and the sad thing was that half of the basket of chestnuts might be bad and lost.

"You're finally here, and I don't know where your home is. Look at the basket, there's only so much left. Look at the bill." Chu Ying looked at a small notebook that Qin Zhong had specially prepared for herself. The number and amount of transactions per day.

There were not many sales in the previous day, but more and more gradually increased later.

"You only brought so much. Bring more next time, and I can put them in the back." Looking at the last line of 1 money and 75 Wen, Chu Ying finally felt at ease.

"Last time, someone wanted to buy more flour for home grinding, and you only ordered so much, so he had to buy 5 catties."

"This doesn't count your money. This is the price of 34 catties, and I have to raise you 17 Wen." Qin Zhong took out 1 yuan and 53 Wen and gave it to Chu Ying, "You are quite clever, you figured it out so quickly. "

"It's okay, then I'll get someone to deliver it later. Please, help me sell things."

"No trouble, you are so bad that you will be compensated. Some people bought other things by the way, which improved my store's reputation. I have to thank you." Chu Ying poured the rest of the basket into the one she brought. Inside the half-basket of chestnuts, I carried an empty pannier.

"It's fine if you don't bother, then I'll go first, and I wish the business a prosperous future." Chu Ying stuffed the money and went to the Hu family last time. I don't know if Hu Da has any good products, and if they are at the gate of the backyard.

After walking for a while, Chu Ying finally saw Hu Da roasting his hands in front of the small stove and drinking hot tea.

"Hu Da, do you have any good things today?" Chu Ying looked at the pottery pots and small copper pots with covers in front of her.

"Mrs. Tang, do you want it? There is also this copper hand stove. Seeing that you are an old acquaintance, I will give you a cheaper price."

Chu Ying looked at Tang Pozi Hu Da was pointing at. The ceramic flat round pot was like a pumpkin, and there was a hole on the top, which should be a place for filling hot water.

The hand stove is made of copper and tin, round and rectangular, and the hollowed-out lid can be used to put carbon in it.There is a handle on the top of the stove for easy handling.

"how much?"

"The big pottery ones are 20 renminbi, the small ones are 10 renminbi, and the copper ones are 1 renminbi." Winter necessities like Mrs. Tao Tang are available in ordinary households, so they are not very easy to sell. Copper hand stoves are enjoyed by the rich, Chu Ying OK.

"Then I want this pottery, one big and one small, and these pots. How about a total of 33 characters?"

"Okay, these clay pots are broken, so be careful when you use them." Chu Ying stacked 4 clay pots together, and put Tao Tang Pozi inside the pot.

"Okay, let's go." Chu Ying looked at the hemp shoes on her feet, and had to check if there were any suitable shoes.

Chu Ying looked at the old man who set up a stall on the ground and was repairing his shoes.There are all kinds of shoes next to them, most of them are winter styles, some are leather, wool felt, and some are stuffed with cotton inside.

"Grandpa, what's the price of these shoes?" The old man glanced at Chu Ying's shoes, their clothes and height, and pointed to the wool felt shoes.

"Wearing these, you are still growing taller. It's useless to buy expensive ones. A pair for half the price." Chu Ying was frightened by the half price, thinking that the old man raised the price because of the torn shoes.

But after shopping around, Chu Ying found that this one was the cheapest, and it used a lot of materials, so it was warm to the touch.Chu Ying saw Aunt Wang making shoes before, so she went to the fabric shop to see how much the wool felt was. The difference between the calculation and the soles was 10 cents from what the old man said. It is okay to make clothes by herself. The weather is cold and I can't wait, and Chu Ying doesn't have time to do it.Chu Ying still couldn't save the 10 coins.

"Grandpa, bring me a pair of these wool felt shoes." The grandfather took out two pairs of shoes from the sack and asked Chu Ying to try which pair fit her feet.

"Grandpa, you still sell this. How much is it?" Chu Ying picked up the handful of drills in the small basket, and the sharp needle on the wooden handle. There was a gap in the needle, which was used to hook the thread.

"There are everything related to shoes here. This is 20 yuan each." Indeed, the old man's street stall has everything from the soles to the uppers.

"Just this pair. And this one, a total of 70 cash, here." Chu Ying put the shoes in the back basket and the drill in the inner pocket of her clothes.

Chu Ying stopped by to see what bargains the blacksmith shop had.

Chu Ying found a small copper pot in the dilapidated iron pile. It had no handle and was only the size of a palm. Chu Ying turned it over and found that it was just a copper lid.

Chu Ying was about to cry because of her stupidity, so she picked out a few more useless knives and iron pieces that were already broken and disfigured. "Shopkeeper, how much are these?"
The blacksmith looked at the pile of scrap iron that Chu Ying took, only the copper lid was worth anything. "15 texts."
According to the old rules, Chu Ying put the copper plates in the pottery bowl, tied the iron plates together with straw ropes, and put them in the basket.It's still quite heavy to carry a bag full of stuff.I have to think of a way to install two wheels underneath, it will be much more convenient to pull it, but Chu Ying doesn't go to the city many times, so let's put this idea on hold for now.

(End of this chapter)