I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times

Chapter 507 Selling Grain

Looking at the shocked eyes of the second child, Bai Yunxi smiled.

“That’s right, it’s all a coincidence. I just happened to meet him, so I thought it would be safe to have more land.”

As soon as Bai Yunxi finished speaking, Xiaosi couldn't help but laugh.

"Every time Mom goes out, she always encounters some strange people and things. However, Mom is right. It doesn't matter who the other party is, as long as the transaction is normal and the money and goods are settled, the rest has nothing to do with us. .”

 Even Xiao Wu followed suit.

"Although the people in the town are richer than us in the countryside, it is still difficult for them to come up with dozens of dollars in one go. If the Qin family can redeem it, they will naturally not wait until the last day."

She understood what Xiao Wu meant, but regardless of whether the Qin family could collect the money and redeem it, it would not delay them from selling grain tomorrow.

“Before the price of grain falls, we will sell the excess grain we have. Even if we don’t buy the Qin family’s small farm, other people will sell their land. If you have money in hand, the opportunity will not slip away.”

 Several people agreed with this. After all, the grain from the autumn harvest is piled in the granary. Their family has a lot of fields and can harvest a lot of grain every year. If they can’t eat all of it, they will definitely have to sell it.

After the discussion, Baiyunxi asked everyone to take a rest early. She opened the granary with the key and moved all the grain that needed to be sold out of the storage cabinet.

Looking at the piles of food, Bai Xi curled his lips, turned around, locked the door again, put away the key and went back to sleep.

 The family had just finished breakfast the next morning when there was a knock on the door.

Xiao Si ran over to open the door, looked at Shopkeeper Wang standing at the door, and ushered the people in with a smile.

"I heard from my mother yesterday that you are coming to collect grain. We will be waiting early in the morning."

Shopkeeper Wang looked at the large courtyard in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it is indeed a home for noble people. Look at the construction of this courtyard. Not to mention there are only a handful of them in the countryside, but they are also rare in the town.

"As we agreed yesterday, I will naturally come early so as not to delay your work in the fields."

As he spoke, Baiyunxi also came out to welcome him. "Shopkeeper Wang will sit down and have a cup of tea first. I'll ask you to come here early in the morning to cause trouble for you."

As he spoke, Bai Yunxi picked up a white porcelain teapot and poured him a bowl of tea.

“There is only coarse tea in the countryside, so shopkeeper Wang should not be dissatisfied with it.”

Tea during this period was not expensive. You could buy a pound for sixty or seventy yuan, but it was all crude tea. Even so, ordinary people would buy a pack of tea except for weddings, and no one would be willing to buy tea at other times.

She usually doesn’t drink these teas because they are too bitter and astringent, so she can’t get used to them, so she only uses them to entertain guests.

Shopkeeper Wang was not polite. He took a few sips of tea and smiled cheerfully.

“I don’t mind it, I don’t mind it, we drink these teas all the time. In fact, there is no difference between the countryside and the town.”

As he was talking, the waiter brought by Shopkeeper Wang had already brought in all the scales.

Bai Yunxi took out the key, opened the granary, and asked his second son to help move all the grain into the yard, and then weighed them one by one.

Bai Yunxi and shopkeeper Wang sat at Lang's house drinking tea, talking, and watching everyone busy.

 I was busy from morning to noon. Witnessing it on both sides, all the grain was finally counted.

Seven hundred dou of sorghum rice, calculated at the price of one hundred wen per dou, is worth seventy guan.

Three hundred dou of rice, two hundred wen per dou, and sixty guan of money. Baiyunxi was very satisfied with the total payment of 130 yuan.

 (End of this chapter)