On the wedding day, I was broken off, so I remarried his uncle

When the stall owner heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, and he called out, "Zhu Zi, Zhu Zi, come here quickly, this lady wants to buy your sheep!"

The young man named Zhuzi suddenly rushed in front of Song Xile, blinking his eager eyes and looking at her intently.

She originally wanted to inquire about the price of a live sheep and find out about the market situation of live sheep in the capital.

Now, moved by the desire in the boy's eyes, Song Xile couldn't bear to refuse him.

Song Xile thought about it and asked, "Aren't you a family? I saw this sheep tied next to the stall and thought it was yours too!"

The stall owner rubbed the boy's head cheerfully and said, "He is from our village. He is the only one left at home, grandfather and grandson. Mutton is not selling well now. Even my own sheep cannot be sold out. There is no other way. All I can do is bring the child to the market to try."

Song Xile nodded in understanding. In a year like this, life was already difficult for his family.

This person can keep the child with him and give him a little protection within his ability, so that the boy won't have to come to the city alone and be bullied.

Song Xile felt that the stall owner in front of him was doing a great job!

She lowered her gaze to the boy in his teens and asked gently, "How do you sell your sheep? How much do you want for one?"

Zhuzi was a little nervous, and his hands hanging by his side were rubbing the corners of his clothes unconsciously. Under Song Xile's gaze, he swallowed and said:

"Madam, live sheep usually cost eight cents per pound. If you are willing to buy, I will charge seven cents per pound. Is that okay with you?"

Zhuzi was actually very nervous at the moment. He really wanted the lady in front of him to buy his sheep.

Today the drought is getting more and more serious. Not only the crops cannot survive, but the weeds on the mountains and in the fields are also dying!

If they don’t sell these sheep, they will have no fodder to feed the sheep, and then they will have to kill them!

It was impossible to sell the products, and the weather was so hot. Zhuzi was actually very anxious, but what could a little boy like him do?

People in the city are now reluctant to spend money to buy meat, and the demand for meat in restaurants and food stalls is not as high as before.

At present, many people are like pillars, facing such a dilemma.

The livestock at home cannot be sold, and there is no fodder to feed them.

Seeing that Song Xile didn't speak for a long time, Zhuzi said anxiously with red eyes: "Madam, Madam, I can still give you some money. Just buy one. My mutton is really delicious!"

Song Xile said soothingly: "Don't worry, let me ask you, is your home far from the city?"

The stall owner nearby hurriedly said, "Madam, it's not far, not far. It only takes an hour to get from our village to the city by car!"

Well, in this era, a journey of an hour is indeed not far.

She did not continue the question, but asked: "How many sheep do you have at home?"

"There are still twenty-two at home." Zhuzi replied immediately.

Song Xile thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll buy all your sheep, and the price will be eight cents per pound. But I have one request, you must help me slaughter and process the sheep according to my request."

"We will send the mutton to Liu'er Hutong, and you can keep the sheepskins and deal with them yourself. Do you agree?"

The stall owner nearby was stunned when he heard this. He had never expected that the lady in front of him could be so generous. At this moment, his heart ached. He didn't know whether he would still want the sheep after such a big customer.

In fact, they have a surplus of sheep.

Zhuzi didn't expect the surprise to come so suddenly. He widened his eyes and could hardly believe his ears. This sudden good news made him a little incoherent.

"Madam... Madam, are you telling the truth? Are you really going to buy all the sheep in our family? And... and at eight cents per pound?" Zhuzi asked stutteringly, his voice filled with unbelievable joy.

Song Xile smiled and nodded, "You heard me right, I need you to kill one or two sheep every day, but I can't decide the exact number yet."

"But when the time comes, you just need to clean the sheep as I tell you to do, and then send them to Liu'er Hutong. I will buy all the sheep at the price of eight cents per pound."

Zhuzi was so excited that he almost jumped up. He nodded repeatedly, "No problem, no problem! Madam, rest assured that I will do as you ask. I will make sure that the sheep is slaughtered cleanly and handled properly. I will not delay your business."

Seeing the child in front of him change his previous depressed look, Song Xile couldn't help but laugh, "This matter is a big deal after all, do you want to go back and discuss it with your grandfather?"

Zhuzi was afraid that his hesitation would lead to the failure of this big deal, so he immediately said that he would be the one who made the decision on this matter.

Song Xile could see the child's urgency, so she promised, "This is a big deal after all, so we still need your grandfather's approval. So when you go back, tell your grandfather that you can come to Liu'er Hutong to find me tomorrow. Then we will sign a deed and give you the deposit first."

Seeing that Song Xile was serious and had no intention of going back on her word, he nodded repeatedly, "Then I'll listen to Madam. I'll go back and talk to Grandpa about this today, and I'll definitely come to see you tomorrow!"

After reaching an agreement with the young man, Song Xile was about to leave. At this time, the stall owner rubbed his hands and asked enthusiastically: "Madam, I actually raise a lot of sheep at home. Do you need any more?"

Song Xile couldn't predict how the mutton skewers would sell. She thought for a moment and said, "If I run out of this batch of sheep, I'll buy from you again. The conditions are the same as before, but I'm not sure yet."

The stall owner was very satisfied when he heard Song Xile's words. He happily said that as long as Song Xile needed a sheep, he just needed to let him know.

Song Xile agreed, and before leaving, he comforted him, "Stall owner, don't worry too much about the meat being hard to sell. After a few days, the purchase volume from restaurants, food stalls, and inns in the city should increase."

When the news of the dragon boat race spreads, wealthy families from surrounding counties will surely come to visit, and when these people come, they will definitely stay in the city for food and lodging.

In addition, there are caravans from other places transporting grain. These people need food and drink after all.

Once the demand is established, the live poultry in people's hands, which has a short shelf life and cannot be sold immediately, will find a market.

The stall owner didn't quite believe what Song Xile said. He didn't think that his mutton business would have good prospects in a year like this.

However, the lady in front of him was an important customer, so he still sent her away with a smile on his face and did not dare to argue with her in person.