Chapter 100
Song Zuguang went to the accountant, and handed the white paper with black characters and handprints to Nanmenyue: "You can bring this fresh corn to me in the afternoon. I have greeted the accountant, and you sent the points." You can get the money."

Nanmenyue received the written receipt, glanced at it, and put it away without any inconsistencies, but she had no intention of leaving: "Brother Song, do you still want to buy the waste pot in that small house? I want to buy it." It’s useful, you can sell it to me at a low price.”

"It's just those broken iron pots. If you want to use them, take them. They're not worth much."

As soon as Nanmenyue heard that Song Zu Guangbai had given it to her, she called Yu Laosan to carry it on the cart: "If there are a few, I will carry them all, if they can be used." She greeted Yu Laosan in a low voice .

Yu Laosan carried the iron pot into the car, Nanmenyue didn't leave in a hurry, borrowed a pen and paper from Song Zuguang, and drew something like a gourd on the paper, and drew a few more lines. What to do with it.

"Come on, let's go to the blacksmith shop."

Nanmenyue dried the ink on the paper, kicked it into her pocket, and jumped onto the cart. When she went to the Qinfu to help Qin Tinghan get things, she once hid in a blacksmith's shop in order to avoid being followed.

That master blacksmithing technique is very good.

Yu Laosan didn't understand the situation, he drove the carriage and listened to Nanmenyue's orders.

The blacksmith shop was not far from Qin's house, just a few steps away, Nanmenyue jumped off the cart, and asked Yu Laosan to unload those rotten iron pots and went to find the master himself.

After the youngest Yu moved the iron pot, he sat on the cart and watched Nanmenyue holding the piece of paper with a gourd shape to communicate with the master. The two gesticulated and saw Nanmenyue after a while He came out with a smile all over his face:
"Let's go, things are done, let's go to the village to pick corn."

"What do you want to do with those rotten iron pans?" Yu Laosan was stunned because he didn't understand what Nanmenyue meant, it was so mysterious.

"This is a new thing, you don't understand it even if you tell it, but you will know it when you get it right."

Didn't Song Zuguang say that the afternoon tea in the diner's shop is a bit monotonous? Of course she tried to get some new gadgets to make money.

The two left from the county seat, and went to the village to look for Mrs. Zhong. As soon as they arrived at the gate, they saw Mrs. Zhong driving an ox cart back from the field, and the cart was full of two dung and corn.

She had expected that Nanmenyue would come to harvest corn today, so she stopped by to pick it up after finishing the farm work, and when she saw Nanmenyue, she hurried over with a smile:
"Daughter-in-law of the Qi family, let's collect the corn again. I've picked them all now. Do you want to count them?"

"No need to order, just move them to my car. By the way, sister-in-law Zhou, you have that dried corn at home. It's best to break it."

When Zhong heard Nanmenyue's tone, he guessed that he had earned money again, and his eyes lit up: "Yes, as much dry corn as you want." They were all crushed and fed to the chickens, which didn't eat much.

"That's great, I'll go in with you to have a look, and if it's still fresh, I'll give you a good price."

"Fresh, all picked and dried at the end of the year, come, follow me."

Mrs. Zhong led the way, and when she entered the house, she saw dried corn, garlic, and dried peppers hanging on both ends of the pillars.

"Look, it's very dry in the sun, and it won't get moldy for a long time after taking it back."

Nanmenyue picked up a corn cob, put it in her mouth and smelled it, there was no damp smell, and the corn kernels were orange, and they were indeed very sun-dried.

"How do you usually sell your dried corn?" Nanmen Yuedong looked around, and seeing the pumpkins next to the corridor, she had another idea: "This pumpkin is not bad, sell it to me too. Bar."

"Hey, those pumpkins are not worth selling. If you want them, you can give them to you. We don't like them anyway."

When Nanmenyue saw the free gift, she naturally took it, and Yu Laosan, who came in after her, hurriedly carried the pumpkin to the car:

"I want ten catties of this dry corn, please give me a price, sister-in-law."

Mrs. Zhong was in a dilemma. The dried corn had never been sold before, so she really didn't know what price to give: "Why don't I give you the price of fresh corn. Anyway, there is no loss or loss. If someone buys it, I will sell it."

Nanmenyue liked Zhong's boldness, and with a snap of her fingers, the business was done.

After moving the fresh corn, Yu Laosan moved pumpkins again. Now he has a problem with moving the dry corn. What can this thing do?

Even if the wild boar eats it, there is no need to spend money to buy food. There are many things on the mountain that can be eaten by wild boars.

Although there were many doubts in his heart, seeing Nanmen Yue as if he had found a treasure, he let her go.

Nanmenyue settled the money with Zhong, and was not in a hurry to leave. She was thinking that there were only a few pumpkins, and she was afraid that they would not be enough. Price, so Zhong's attention was drawn.

"Sister-in-law, don't be busy these days, I want to ask you to do something."

Zhong lowered her head and nodded her silver, and agreed without thinking: "What's the matter, my sister-in-law can do it, so I won't shirk it."

"The pumpkins I have are for business. I'm afraid they won't be enough. Help me go to the village to find out who has them. Collect them for me. I'll pay you for your hard work then."

Listening to Nanmenyue's words, Mrs. Zhong made a small calculation in her heart, which neighbor's blind date didn't have many pumpkins, so she just collected and begged for it. If she got nothing, she would earn it.

"Sure, my sister-in-law will collect it for you when she comes back from her busy farm work. Just remember to pay when the time comes."

Anyway, doing this work will not delay the farm work. It will be fine to collect them one by one after returning from work in the field, which is the best of both worlds.

Nanmenyue explained to Mrs. Zhong, sent the fresh corn to the eater's workshop, and then went back to the blacksmith's shop before returning to the col.

Just as Yu Laosan unloaded the dried corn into the wooden house, it suddenly rained in the sky. This was the heaviest rain since Ruchun, and it made a slight rattling sound when it fell on the roof.

At this time it was not time to prepare dinner, Mrs. Liu and the old woman were leaning against the fire and chatting about the neighbors.Guo Kefu was sitting by the side, doing needlework, and said that the dumb girl was skillful.

This Guo Kefu is very skillful, back and forth, the pudding can make flowers.

Nanmenyue changed her clothes in the room, just joined the chat team, Liu slapped her thigh and shouted: "It's broken!" She was shocked.

"Aunt Liu, what are you doing in such a sudden surprise, it scared me to death."

Mrs. Liu stood up and looked outside the house, seeing that the rain was getting heavier and heavier: "What's wrong, these soybeans have not had time to harvest after drying."

Mrs. Zhuang thought it was a big deal: "It's not just a little soybean, it will be wet now, steam it and sprinkle some salt to eat it as a snack."

The weather is cloudy and sunny, and it is impossible to dry the soaked soybeans again.

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