Xianggong came from the mountains

Chapter 297 Nine Wenqian

It must cost a lot of money to invite a doctor to see a doctor at home. Xia Qinghe gave him wages, but he didn't ask for it.

Xia Qinghe patted himself on the head, screamed that he was confused, and quickly took out the money bag and gave Zhu Xiaochang a tael of silver.

"If you don't have enough money, come back and ask me to get it. When you get married, I will keep all your wages for Qinglian." She returned to Zhu Xiaochang a little recklessly.

A few days ago, I went to the county to bring Zhu Xiaochang's broken silver. After buying earrings and beads, she didn't know where to put the remaining dozen or so coins. She was afraid that Zhu Xiaochang would lose it again.

Holding the money, Zhu Xiaochang really didn't know how to thank Xia Qinghe. Without Xia Qinghe, how could he be where he is today.

"Qinghe..."

Xia Qinghe rolled his eyes at Zhu Xiaochang: "Don't say thank you. If you say it, you will treat me as an outsider. In fact, as long as your marriage can be done right, you should treat his parents as you would your own. Dongmei is still young." , when Dongmei is older, let's talk to the matchmaker about a good marriage, and then I will prepare a dowry for Dongmei."

Zhu Dongmei, who was standing beside her, blushed. She was still young, and it was too early to talk about getting married.

Xia Qinghe was already thinking about getting married.

"I think if you have time, you should clean up the old house and put all the firewood piled in the main room into the demolished house. The old house is just right for two old people to live in, and there is water there, enough for two old people to eat Use it, work hard, and try to bring Qinglian back home as soon as possible."

Zhu Xiaochang smiled, in a very good mood, and he was very serious: "Qinglian is really a good girl, Qinglian is supporting her inside and outside the house, Qinglian's mother is not in good health, and her father is a bit inconvenient to move around, so in the field Qinglian is taking care of everything, such a thin woman makes people feel distressed."

When he saw Qinglian, his heart ached, and he wanted to help Qinglian do all the hard work.

Xia Qinghe felt that Zhu Xiaochang was enlightened, had such an idea, and then put it into action, she still didn't believe that Qinglian was not attracted to Zhu Xiaochang, there are not many such good boys.

Zhu Dongmei also reminded: "You have to be kind to others before they agree to you. Our parents died early, so you should treat her parents the same way you treat our parents." Originally, when Xia Qinghe persuaded Zhu Xiaochang before, she still had some thoughts She didn't understand, but what Aunt Chu and Aunt Yuan said these two days made her understand.

Qinglian's parents are the most important people to Qinglian, since Zhu Xiaochang has made a promise, she will keep her word, and if she gets married, she will not be willing to leave her parents alone if the man's family asks her.

Zhu Xiaochang was very firm: "I will take good care of Qinglian, and I will definitely not let Qinglian be wronged."

He made up his mind that he must take good care of Qinglian and let Qinglian live happily.

Xia Qinghe started to prepare breakfast, and Zhu Dongmei took the initiative to light the fire. Breakfast was very simple, sweet potato porridge, pickled side dishes last night, after they were prepared, they ate them. Aunt Chu and the others also came.

Zhu Xiaochang's marriage is very important, so the pusher was replaced by two other men in the village. Occasionally, someone would come to sell sweet potatoes. Xia Qinghe helped out after weighing the weight and paying the money. After the boss and the grocery store delivered the starch several times, he also noticed that something was wrong in the town.

Just in time for the market, Xia Qinghe went to the vegetable market with another man in the village, but it was a good thing they didn't go, the vegetable market was full of starch sellers, but unfortunately, there were many sellers and few buyers, and the price was ten cents when asked Selling by the pound.

Xia Qinghe just asked the price of the family, but was dragged away by the old woman.

"Just buy my starch. Hey, you shouldn't listen to other people's words. I thought starch could be sold for money, but I didn't expect it to be sold at all. So many people are selling it. I, an old woman, go back and forth I’ve recited it for several games, if you can buy it, I’ll count it for you.”

The old woman looked eager and wanted to sell her starch. Xia Qinghe felt incredible when she heard that eight cents was not profitable at all.

"If you sell it so cheap, aren't you afraid of disrupting the market price?" She asked worriedly. In fact, what she disapproves of the most is doing business like this, because after you sell it, it will be difficult to buy at a high price again, which will harm others and yourself. .

The old woman was a little embarrassed, she glanced left and right at others, and said in a low voice: "So if you buy it, don't tell others. It hasn't been sold for many months, how do you think Xia Qinghe from the mountain village sold it?"

The corners of Xia Qinghe's mouth twitched, he didn't know how to answer, eight cents a catty could indeed be bought.

She thought about it for a while and bought it. After the woman sold it, many people around her became envious and came forward to ask.

"Mine only sells for ten yuan a catty, but you can buy them at the grocery store for more than twenty yuan."

"I only sell nine coins, you can buy mine."

"I only need Bawen, Bawen, nothing less."

Xia Qinghe was surrounded by a group of people, and finally said helplessly: "You come one by one, I can't buy so many at once, besides, I have to look at your quality, I don't want the kind with sand in it .”

An elderly woman hurriedly said: "No sand, absolutely no sand, the starch is made by myself, there is absolutely no sand in it, miss, you can buy them all, and I will never make this thing for sale again It’s really a waste of effort and not selling for money, it’s not as simple as selling sweet potatoes directly.”

The old lady's words spoke out everyone's aspirations, and many people nodded, expressing that it was a loss to do so this time.

"I don't know how Xia Qinghe sold it, and I'm really envious of paying 25 Wen." A middle-aged man said with emotion.

Xia Qinghe smiled gently, but didn't point it out.

"I can take all of your starch, but I have to buy it according to the quality, and I don't treat you badly. Some of you just said ten coins, and some said eight coins. I simply buy them for nine coins per catty."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman who sold her starch before immediately felt that she had lost money. Xia Qinghe patted her on the shoulder and said, "Your money is also worth nine cents."

Immediately, the woman became excited and kept saying thank you. Xia Qinghe called the Zhu Dachuan Gang who came along, and she gave the money.

"Which family does this lady belong to? How can you eat so much?" one asked curiously.

Xia Qinghe didn't hide it and said, "I'm Xia Qinghe from the mountain village. Go back and ask whoever wants to sell starch and bring it to the market next time. As long as the quality is good, I'll buy it."

(End of this chapter)