Concubine's three acres of pastoral garden

Chapter 48

Mrs. Zhang saw that the people in the West Courtyard had all loaded up their cars, and quickly pulled her hard, saying: "Damn girl, you don't want your father to recover from his illness? You also said that you will support me and your father in the future, and you can't do such a small thing!"

Guifang felt distressed seeing her father who was holding on to the window to stand still, but got up silently and left the house, and walked through the small door to Xianglai's house.

Shunzi saw Guifang coming over neatly dressed, and said pleasantly, "Guifang, you are..."

Guifang said, "I'll go with you too!"

Shunzi was even more overjoyed, and said, "Great, I want to buy you cloth to make clothes, but I don't know what kind of cloth you like, now you can choose it yourself!"

Guifang pursed her lips and laughed again after listening to his words.

Xiufen also happily went over to pull her, and said: "Sister-in-law, we don't have enough things in the car, let's take our own car!"

As he spoke, he and Guifang got into Shunzi's mule cart.

Seeing that everything was tidied up, Xianglai tried again to her mother who was waiting to see her off in the yard: "Mother, you see that Guifang and Xiufen have gone, so you can go with me, if not, I will borrow another car, you and Second aunt and Tianlai are all going!"

Xiang Lai Niang said: "Where are you going? You are going to buy food, not to play. What's the matter if you drag your family with you!"

Seeing that Xianglai still couldn't persuade her, she only said goodbye to her second aunt and Tianlai, got into Wang Erlin's car after going out, and a group of people rushed to Songning City.

The mules and horses traveled much faster, and the seven sacks of rice divided into two carts were brisk. When they arrived at Erdaoji, it was still daylight. Everyone calculated the time and felt that those who walked quickly could still catch up with the city gate. When we arrived in Songning, we didn't stop at Erdaoji and went straight to Songning.

Wang Erlin and Shunzi's speed was just right, when they arrived at the north gate of Songning, there was still a while before the city gate was closed, and five people and two cars entered the city smoothly.

At this time, it was impossible to send the rice directly to Longsheng Bank, so the five of them first found an inn to stay.

Xianglai was worried that someone might be trying to harvest the rice, so she told the shopkeeper loudly: "Boss, ask Xiaoer to cover those bags of sorghum, so don't expect to be drenched in the rain at night."

Sorghum tastes poor and is the least valuable of all grains. Knowing that the sorghum she pulls in the cart, no one would be interested in taking a second look, let alone stealing it.

Upon hearing the words, the shopkeeper told Xiaoer to cover it with tarpaulin, Xianglai went to her guest room with Guifang and Xiufen, while Wang Erlin and Shunzi lived in the adjacent room.

Early the next morning, Xianglai got up to look at the two carts of rice, and saw that they were all put there properly, and no one had even touched the thatch, so she was completely relieved, and went back to the house to have breakfast with everyone.

After the meal, Xianglai didn't go to Longsheng Bank immediately, but went out by herself first, and came to Hengwang Rice Store again to inquire about the price of rice.

The agreement between her and Luo Jinxing is to go with the trend. Years ago, the price of Hengwang rice shop was three hundred yuan a catty, but who knows if it will be dropped now, if a large amount of rice from other places comes in, the price will definitely drop in a straight line, and go by yourself Longsheng Bank asked for three hundred Wen a catty without being typed out.

But when she inquired about it, she heard from the buddy that the price of rice has risen to 350 ren per catty.

This time, the guy she inquired about had a good temper, and he even told her the reason. He said that Nanliao sent a large number of troops to the border, and the rice could not even be smuggled in. He was ordered to cut off contact with the Northern Liao Dynasty, and what was even more terrible was the severe drought this year. It would be good if the food produced was enough for the people of the country, and there was no surplus to sell here.

Xianglai's eyes froze for a while, my good fellow, rice, an ordinary thing, has become as rare as pearls in Beiliao. Really, is it possible that God is deliberately perfecting himself?

While secretly sighing, she left the Hengwang rice store and went to inquire about the location of the Longsheng Bank. After making inquiries, she returned to the inn, let Wang Erlin and Shunzi get into the car, and transported the rice to the nearest Longsheng bank to the inn.

She went directly to the shopkeeper of the bank according to what Luo Jinxing had said, without citing Luo Jinxing's name, but said, "I'm here to deliver rice to your boss." The boss then took her to the backyard graciously.

Shunzi and Wang Erlin helped the two guys weigh the rice together, and the seven bags of rice totaled 240 catties.

During the weighing, the shopkeeper sent a clerk out to inquire about the price. After the weighing, it was useless to ask Xiang Lai, so he said: "Our boss told me that no matter how much rice you send, it will be 350% higher than the price on the market. Let me calculate the price for you, now the price of rice at Hengwang Rice Shop is 420 renminbi per catty, and 41% higher is [-] renminbi, then I should pay you [-] taels of silver."

Xianglai waved her hands quickly when she heard this, and said, "No, no, it's too much! That's the retail price on the market. Your boss bought me so much rice at once. Not only does the price not need to increase, but it should be cheaper, just according to the price in spring. The price at that time is good, three hundred Wen per catty, you can pay me 740 four taels of silver!"

The shopkeeper pondered for a while, and said: "Well, if the girl insists on this, then I will follow the girl's wishes."

As he talked, he asked someone to weigh the full amount of silver, and wrote down a detailed list, which indicated how many catties of rice, what price, and when it was delivered, and then he drew a mark on it, and asked Xianglai to confirm and write it down. Put the name on it, saying that it is for Luo Jinxing to see.

Xianglai wrote the name crookedly with a brush. The shopkeeper didn't think much of it, but Guifang and Xiufen who were watching were surprised. Guifang was more mature and didn't ask immediately, but Xiufen cried out in surprise: "Ah! Lai, why did you write your characters like this?!"

The three of them are all taught by Xianglai to write. In the past, Chen Xianglai could write well, but today Xianglai didn't even hold the pen in the right posture. The two of them couldn't help but be surprised.

Xianglai had no choice but to prevaricate: "I've been stretched from work these past few days, and my whole arm hurts. I really can't write well!"

The two believed it was true and ignored it.

The shopkeeper of Yinzhuang handled the affairs very happily, and handed over the silver to Xianglai after writing the paperwork.

More than 700 taels of silver, more than 70 catties, Xianglai staggered in his arms, looked at the shopkeeper of Yinzhuang and said, "Why are you giving me cash, but get me two bank notes! "

Seeing this, the shopkeeper smiled and said: "I thought there was no bank exchange at the girl's house, and it was inconvenient to pay, so I came to cash the money. You can ask for bank notes, and I'll let someone exchange them."

Xiang Lai thought about what the shopkeeper said, and it made sense. The Yinzhuang nearest to Yanjiangtun was also in Erdaoji. It would be inconvenient to exchange them all for bank notes, so she said, "Well, then shopkeeper, you can exchange five hundred silver for me." Tickets, the rest can be cashed in silver, but I need small silver ingots, and I can’t spend the big ones.”

The shopkeeper asked the buddy to do so in a very good temper.

After the exchange, the 500 taels of silver was folded and carried in his pocket, and the remaining 200 taels of silver was not too difficult for Xianglai to hold.

After leaving Longsheng Yinzhuang, several people couldn't help looking at Xianglai.

(End of this chapter)