Reborn 1980: Marry a rough soldier

Daji is a market held every few days in these villages. After all, it is quite far to go to the town, so this method was derived.

Pick a village in the middle, and then every few days some vendors will go there to mix vegetables, and people from the supply and marketing cooperative will also go there, and everyone can buy whatever they need there.

The price is also cheaper than in the town. After all, it is the villagers’ own things and it is very close, so many people in the village like to go to Dajiji to buy things.

Some people would sell whatever they have at home, such as eggs, at the market. Although everyone in the countryside raises chickens, they can always be sold.

Even if you can't sell it at the market, you can wait until the final closing time to go to the supply and marketing cooperative's stall and let them recycle it.

In fact, Xia Jin felt that they were similar to the morning market in the county, except that they sold more types of things at this market.

Unlike the morning market which only sells vegetables and breakfast, this market has everything.

Xia Jin changed into less ostentatious clothes, put a backpack on Gu Jingmo, then took his hand and followed his grandfather out.

This time, only Grandpa Xia took the four little sisters out with him. Father Xia and the others had to stay in the fields to work.

Besides, the location this time is quite close, and there is no need to go shopping for so many people. Although it is a lot, it is a piece of cake with three young and middle-aged workers.

You can't go out with ten people just to buy something. It would be inconvenient even while walking on the road.

As they walked in the village, they met many people walking out carrying baskets on their backs. All of these people were also going to the market.

Some people were carrying mountain products or vegetables and eggs from their own homes in their baskets, which they were going to sell at the market.

In rural areas, everyone grows their own green vegetables, so they basically cannot be sold, but sometimes they can be sold to people who come to the market in the town.

Everyone just tries their luck. Anyway, they grow it at home and don’t have to spend any money.If you sell it, you'll make money. If it doesn't sell, you can bring it back and eat it yourself without wasting it.

That mountain product is okay. After all, although they are close to the mountain, many people don't dare to go up the mountain, or if they go up, they can't catch anything. After all, some things are hard to come by.

Xia Jin thought about going to the street to see if there were any wild mushrooms for sale. If so, he would buy more and take them to the capital.

After all, when she bought dried mushrooms there before, she had seen them. They were not as fat as the ones here, and most of them were farmed. They were not as delicious as those in the mountains.

The market was not far from their village. It took less than half an hour to walk there. As soon as we got to the entrance of the market, we saw the people inside.

There were really quite a lot of people, at least more than when he went to take the exam, and almost everyone was carrying a backpack, which made the market seem even more crowded.

There were stalls on the ground lined up on both sides, watching people coming and going, shouting loudly about what they were selling.

If someone takes a fancy to it, they will squat down, look through it, and bargain. If they think it is OK, they will take it. If they think it is not OK, they will shake their heads and go to another store.

Xia Jin followed Grandpa Xia in. For the first time, her head kept swinging back and forth, looking at the people selling things on both sides.

Seeing that there were so many tables on both sides, each selling something different, she was surprised in her heart. This one was really rich.

Not only those selling vegetables and meat, but also carpenters setting up stalls to sell their own small tools, and people selling clothes and cloth.

Anyway, there is everything you need in this small market. This market is set up on the main road of the village, so it is very long and you can't see the end at a glance.

After Grandpa Xia brought them in, he went straight to the meat stall because they bought a lot and were afraid that there would be no more to sell or not enough when they came back from shopping.

Gu Jingmo was afraid that Xia Jin would be squeezed, so he kept her in his arms. He followed Grandpa Xia to avoid the crowd and walked to the meat stall.

They came quite early, so not much meat was sold at the stall, which happened to be cheaper for them.

The butcher who was selling the meat was lifting the meat with a big knife. When he saw someone coming, he stuck the big knife on the chopping board and said in a rough voice:

"What do you want, old man? This pig was just killed today, so it's fresh. And it's a big, fat pig with enough oil and water to buy it back, which is just right to replenish the health of my family."

After hearing what he said, the family members looked at the meat hanging on his stall up and down, then moved their eyes to the chopping board and looked at it with a critical eye.

Although the stall owner did not lie, he later said, "I want a lot. Can you give me a cheaper price?"

The stall owner was not angry when he heard what he said, and said calmly: "How much do you want, old man? If you really want more, I promise to give you a cheaper price."

"I want the whole one." Then, in the surprised eyes of the stall owner, he said:

"And you can get me ten more elbows. I know you have a way to get them."

After hearing what he said, the stall owner finally came to his senses, but he was still frightened by his wealth, so he said very uncertainly:

"Old man, are you sure you want a whole head? It's not cheap. Besides, why do you want so much meat? Is there a happy event at home?"

After Grandpa Xia heard what he said, he smiled and replied: "It's a happy event, don't worry, I definitely have the money, as long as you get it for me."

"Then I will congratulate you here first. When do you think I will send it to you?"

"If I need it tomorrow morning, you have to make sure the pork is fresh. If it's not fresh, I'll go find you."

The stall owner patted his chest and said, "Old man, don't worry. I, Zhu San, have been doing business for so many years and I have never been short of money."

"That's fine, but we want so much, you can't give us any cheaper."

"Okay, I met a big customer today. I will give you two cents per pound at my discretion."

Although there are few cheap ones, Grandpa Xia is also very happy. After all, if you can spend less, you can spend less. Two cents is still money.

"Okay, then it's decided. We'll send it to Xiajiadianzi Village early tomorrow morning, and then we'll know where our home is as soon as we find out, because we will be the only ones doing business tomorrow."

"Okay, you can rest assured that it will be delivered to you."

Grandpa Xia paid half of the deposit, then bought two pig trotters and a portion of pork belly from the stall, and then continued to buy other things.