Pinellia pastoral

Chapter 179
Because the rice noodle workshop is here, it is running very well now, and the dried rice noodle is sold far away.

Naturally, Banxia also needs to buy rice, but it is too troublesome to buy from outside, but almost all of them are bought from Uncle Dazhu’s mill. Buy some better, the difference is not big, the picture is a convenient and long-term cooperation.

Those who go to the mill to grind rice will occasionally use rice to offset the cost of grinding rice, whether it is for Dazhu or Banxia's family, it is good.

Therefore, Ban Xia was still shocked when he heard Qiu Daming say the price.

She also knew about the rice shop outside. A stone of rice is about [-] Wen, that is, a bucket of [-] Wen. They adjust it according to the market price in the workshop, but the difference will not be too much.

How do you listen to what Qiu Daming said, a bucket of rice costs less than ten cents, which is almost equal to one-third of the original price...

It's unbelievable that the price of rice is so cheap.

He heard Ban Xia asked him to sell it to Boss Pang, but he couldn't answer, "The rice was transported outside and asked, but no one took it. It's easy to find one place, but the price is really too low, otherwise it wouldn't be good. As for getting it back."

Qiu Shi didn't think it was so novel, and there was anger on his face, "It's not like this. It's so easy to hope for a good year and people can eat a lot, but when the family needs money to live, what can I do? I can only sell the grain on hand, and the price at this time cannot be the lowest!"

It turned out to be the case.

Ban Xia originally wanted to say why he didn't sell it later, so he couldn't say it. The little things he saved from his mouth were not worth much at all.

But what else can I do if I don't want to sell it?
Heal the sores in front of the eyes, but gouge out the flesh and blood of the heart.

The life of a farmer is so difficult and sad.

Ban Xia let go of any doubts in her heart.

Because Qiu Daming saw that Pinellia was a little bit embarrassed, and he didn't want to force others to do it. He just came here to try, and he heard Qiu's saying that he could go to the mill to try his luck. With a sad face on his face, he was still very embarrassed to leave.

Ban Xia hurriedly called him to stop, and said: "Uncle Daming, let me take a look."

Qiu Daming opened the sack tremblingly, Banxia took a closer look, and saw a faint scent of rice, she picked up a little with her hand, "Well, this rice is my favorite, thanks to you for sending it, and it's I need to trouble you to recite it for me."

After speaking, he blinked his eyes.

She couldn't say that she was in the rice noodle workshop. This situation didn't happen in a day or two. She helped Qiu Daming. If he turned around and said, could she not accept other people's?But all of them are collected, there is no need for such a large amount, she is also in business, and she is far from being able to act according to her own thoughts.

It would be a pity if I didn't help her.

Qiu Daming stood on the spot.

Qiu Shi understood, and smiled to smooth things over: "Brother, what are you doing in a daze, this rice has been sent all the way here on purpose, I can't let you make the trip in vain."

She spoke in a loud voice, and people passing by heard it.

Only then did Qiu Daming come to his senses, "Hey—" Pushing the wheelbarrow, a hemp rope was pulled into his arm, and he wobbled in front of him.

After pouring the rice from the sack into the basket, he shook the sack and folded it carefully, holding the sack in his hand, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing him like this, Ban Xia didn't serve him tea, and Qiu brought a bowl of soup from the workshop.

The goods are finished, but the habit of having breakfast in the workshop has been preserved. The soup with snail noodles and the soup made with big bone sticks are all ready. Qiu used a sea bowl and scooped him a bowl of meat. soup.

Qiu Daming took it, his throat rolled, and he drank it dry in a few strokes.

His complexion has also improved a lot. He got up early in the morning, and the long distance dragged the rice. When he got there, he was unwilling to sell it. When he found the workshop, his stomach was already rumbling, and it was not good to ask him to eat directly. It was too much. Deliberately made him a little embarrassed.

One stone and two buckets of rice, Banxia said to him carefully, "Uncle Daming, how many fields are planted in this family?"

"The field has five acres, plus a little dry land."

This is not bad, how many people can live on two acres of land.

Why...

Pinellia didn't want to ask too many questions. While counting the copper coins, he asked, "What did you grow on the dry land?"

"Soybeans, peanuts, and sesame seeds can be grown. It's not bad luck to count soybeans well. People in the village say that the soybeans I planted are plump and big, which makes Su Da wrong. His eyes are poisonous!" Said He looked up to Su Youde with an admiration on his face.

"Then you are still planting soybeans now?" Ban Xia continued to ask along the lines.

Qiu Daming shook his head, and explained with some embarrassment: "The children in the family want to eat peanuts. If the workshop didn't collect soybeans, the price of soybeans used to be..."

Ban Xia understood.

For a stone of rice, she calculated the market price, which was naturally the previous market price, calculated at [-] Wen, plus two buckets, Ban Xia gave a total of [-] Wen.

Qiu Daming seemed to have been scalded, and dared not take it, "This...is too much."

Ban Xia looked at him with a smile, and heard him say again, "I can't let you lose money. Although the rice sold outside can be sold for 25 yuan per stone, if we pull it over and sell it for [-] yuan per bucket, it will break the sky."

He is honest, he can say whatever he has, Ban Xia can see the shadow of Su Youli from him.

Ban Xia doesn't care about such a small amount of money, she has been thinking about it, after the workshop got over the difficulties last time, she began to think about this issue, but now that Qiu Daming appeared here, her thoughts became clearer.

Seeing his evasion, Ban Xia tried to persuade him: "Uncle Daming, what are you doing? Since the rice is all eaten at home, even if we go out to buy it, it will still be at the same price, not to mention that in a few days, we will have to buy more rice." Go to your village, there are many things that need your help, if you refuse to accept it, you just refuse to help us?"

Qiu Daming saw Pinellia looking at him with black grape-like eyes, and shoved the money into his arms tremblingly, a little agitated at a loss, and this agitation made him a little embarrassed, "Look at what you said, it's all Folks in the village, if you have anything to do in our village, just look for me."

Ban Xia didn't say much, Qiu Daming thought that Ban Xia was trying to comfort him.

After Su Youli was busy with the affairs of the house, he went back to the house and saw the rice in the basket, and after hearing what Ban Xia had said, he sighed and remained silent for a long time.

He naturally knew Ban Xia's worries, looking at the people in the room, he felt a little anxious.

Seeing him like that, Mrs. Li laughed and cursed, "Just say what you want, look at you scratching your head, the more you live, the more you go back!"

Then he said: "I was thinking about it. Since there are people outside who want to sell rice, it is difficult at home. Otherwise, who would do that? It is a little bit of help, but if we really pay three hundred dollars per stone , not to mention that our family doesn't have so much money to collect rice, and I can't have both, I can't think of any way to make everyone's life better, I dare not say , or you..."

After listening to him, it was rare for Li Shi not to mention him directly.

Su Youli is improving day by day.

If he hadn't done business before, he would probably have thought it was an easy task, and he would help if he could. Naturally, there are a lot more things to consider now, and that's why he had a talk.

Mrs. Li let out a breath and said, "That's not how it was at the beginning. It's not that our family has never sold rice. The price... I heard about it in the workshop today. This year, our village doesn't need to sell rice. It's time to live, as long as you are diligent, someone in the family can receive wages, and you can barely get by."

Pinellia made a calculation with its fingers, but it’s not that if a bucket of rice is worth ten cents, working in a workshop can earn more than a bucket of rice a day. A bucket of rice is about twelve and a half catties. There is enough catty rice, and there is still a lot left.

Although the family does not have much ability, it is better than anything else to make the people in the village live well.

"Have you heard that it was difficult for Dani's aunt at first, and asked if we wanted someone in our workshop. Many people have asked in the past few days. I dare not agree. Let's just say this Qiu's family, originally It is easy to have a few acres of land. I heard that the child’s grandfather has been ill for a long time, and I have inquired about selling the land before. How many people can’t do this.” Li said with emotion.

Ban Xia didn't know this, so he asked puzzledly, "Why do you want to sell the fields?"

This is the idea of ​​being forced to a corner.

Mrs. Li looked admiringly: "Your Uncle Daming is a real person. The wife he married, with only one daughter in the family, was able to get by in the past. Later, the family was in trouble, and he let go of it all at once. He took the old man home and lived with his father. The same filial piety, but he still went after all, it is so hard for a good person, after the child's grandfather went, his father also fell ill, it has not been well for so long, he just hangs his life, even if the medicine is stopped What people say, there is no filial son in front of the long-term sick bed. He has survived for so many years, and he is afraid that he will not even have enough to eat. Now he really has no choice, so he wants to sell the land. I haven't seen anyone like this, if you can survive it, you can survive it, if you can't survive it...Your uncle knows it well..."

It turns out that there is still such a thing, no wonder Su Youde deliberately found such a person when he released the water.

In front of him was Qiu Daming's thinly washed clothes whose color could not be seen clearly, as well as his shy and embarrassed expression, and his heart was sour again.

Perhaps, it is really time to do something.

Mrs. Li thought of something, "It shouldn't be difficult. Let his boy come to work in our workshop, and he can always earn more money, but it's not easy to open the door. There are many people outside asking about jobs. It’s really useless, even if a new workshop is built, it’s useless.”

Ban Xia went through the thoughts in his mind again, and after making sure that there was nothing missing, he raised his head to Su Youli and Li Shi and said, "Father, mother, I have a way, which can not only help them, but also be good for the workshop."

(End of this chapter)