Five-year-old cute baby: traveled back to ancient times and became a grandmother

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Setting up a stall to sell crayfish?

The villagers were stunned when they heard this. For some reason, they suddenly had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Bai Tao continued, "Find a board and write 10 kilograms of crayfish for 1 kilogram of food."

"By the way, the food we exchanged for is dried sweet potatoes or corn kernels."

After a pause, she continued, "For corn, 20 catties of crayfish are needed for one catty, and for rice or flour, 23 catties of crayfish are needed for one catty."

Bai Tao has considered this exchange ratio carefully.

If the exchange rate is high, then ordinary people will have no chance of survival. Once the government intervenes, ordinary people may even have to pay a crayfish tax.

With such an exchange rate, whether it is refugees passing through Qingzhou or ordinary people in Qingzhou, they can exchange a few kilograms of food by picking up 100 to 180 kilograms a day, which can be enough to eat for three to five days.

One hundred or eighty kilograms can only be exchanged for a few kilograms of corn. Those who are rich and powerful do not care about it and will not send people to enclose land and snatch it from the common people.

After the price of grain increased, eighty-seven or eighty-eight cents could buy two kilograms of grain with a surplus of fourteen cents.

Then I explained to Zhou Yang: "Aunt, we went a day later because the little guy told the people outside the city that he was broken today."

That night, the people in Taohua Village were picking up lobsters like crazy.

In the final analysis, it is because of the harvest that the family feels the pain.

Despite all the complaints, Zhou Yang still rejected the villagers' request.

Qi Cheng thought the villagers were tired, so he refused to go up: "Okay, let's go tomorrow." Delaying one night is not a big deal.

After hearing this, Zhou Yang complained in his heart, is it appropriate to set up a stall to collect lobsters tomorrow? !

Carrying small sacks at the dock for a day would only earn you eighty-seven or eighty-eight cents. During the slack season, when farmers would scramble for work, the price would be eighty-seven cents higher.

You can just pick it up under the street if you are careful, and you even spend food to have people collect it. If the person who said that was Zhou Yang, the villagers would probably all say that he must have been kicked in the brain by a donkey.

I am still too old, and Bai Xiaoshan and others think that it is bad for you to know about some of the terrible things.

Besides, such a stressful job is a filial duty to my aunt, which is rare. Any delay would be a filial piety to my aunt.

To give that price back is really too low.

"Yes, auntie, you are tired at all."

Zhou Yang coughed twice and said, "Do you think the price is too high?"

Zhou Yang: “Uh…” You feel a little guilty about setting that exchange rate, after all, it’s 17 coins per pound when you sell it to the mall.

Zhou Yang waved his hands quickly: "With few people, we have little power. Lobsters breed seasonally. What if there are some in a few days?"

"So we're going to lower the price by another 28 catties of lobsters?"

However, the people in Taohua Village had no idea that Zhou Yang knew better than us how cruel and oppressive social classes were.

Seeing this, the villagers turned their eyes to Bai Xiaoshan, "Village Chief, please give them some advice."

No matter how hard the villagers try to pick up the trash, they may not be able to collect it as slowly as those who set up stalls.

"Yes, auntie, you guys broke up the agreement when you left earlier. We'll just pack the lobsters from our homes and shops into sacks, and you can carry them away in the evening."

"If you listen to me, it will delay my work." Bai Xiaoshan made the villagers obey with just one sentence.

"Auntie, if you get too nervous, you might make others jealous."

"Even if you collect it, he can transport it to the city gate. There is no stall outside to collect it."

"Auntie, why should we take food and ask someone to collect crayfish? We can pick them up ourselves."

On the seventh day, except for the people picked out by Bai Xiaoshan to set up stalls at the city gate to collect lobsters, everyone else was still working hard to pick up lobsters.

There is an influx of lobsters in front of her. They are owned by someone and can be found by just picking them up in Qingzhou.

Bai Xiaoshan thought for a moment and said, "Auntie, can we set up the stall tomorrow?"

"Auntie, you are tired."

"Bad, let's set up a stall at the city gate at 10 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

But in the last second, Bai Shaojin's words made Bai Tao and others open their eyes wide.

Of course you should treat people from your own village with care when using them.

Of course, the main reason is that more people means higher efficiency.

After Bai Tao finished speaking, she saw that the villagers all looked distressed, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

When the villagers heard those words, they felt warmed at heart and were moved and began to speak.

"Those are bugs, called lobsters. Seventeen pounds of them can be exchanged for one pound of food."

"Auntie, since you are worried, you must hurry up and pick up less."

"But, Auntie, your price..."

Zhou Yang shook his head: "This is still enough."

Bai Tao said without any bad intentions: "Manager Bai, I heard that their caravan is interested in that bug. Your family picked it up today. I hope they don't like it."

"Bad, just do as he says."

Bai Xiaoshan: "Let's adjust it to seven pounds."

"Auntie, that kind of work is half as tiring as farming."

A few small sacks of bugs can bring some good fortune to the Baijiabao caravan, which is a good thing for my family.

"If you carry away the lobsters right away and then go to the city gate to set up a stall to collect food, that would be inappropriate."

Those four small sacks are heavy. Besides, it costs money to retreat from the city. We don’t have the money to waste. I should have picked them up earlier.

Bai Shaojin looked at Bai Tao, then at the several small sacks in front of me, and thought to himself, that old Zhoutao was the wrong person, but the stall had been set up for only a short while.

"Auntie, if you are tired, you will rest."

"Yes, auntie, you have important work to do now, you can't pick it up by yourself."

Bai Tao heard yesterday about the Baijiabao caravan picking up bugs before leaving the city. Although she knew what the Baijiabao caravan wanted the bugs for, they were all over the ground and it was difficult to pick them up.

Seventeen coins can buy eight pounds of dried sweet potatoes, which is not a huge profit at all.

"Yes, yes." Bai Xiaoshan shook his head: "It's too low."

When Qi Cheng's younger brother Zhou Qing heard this, he couldn't help but grumble.

Qi Cheng blinked: "You think they are too tired."

"No."

As he said that, Xiao Jia couldn't wait to pick up a few small sacks and run back and forth for two or eight rounds for you to see.

Everyone in the family was determined to pick up less and more, so that they could save less food tomorrow.

So, early this morning, while I had something else to do, I took a few people outside my home and picked up a few small sacks.

"Didn't you eat enough just now?"

"Village chief..." No villager tried to say anything.

Picking up crayfish is not difficult. People in their 50s and 60s can do it, as can children as young as six or seven years old. It can be said that it provides everyone with a channel to support themselves.

Only the rich and powerful would look down on this little grain, so it would end up in the hands of ordinary people.

The main point is that if you pick up one pound less, others will pick up one pound more, which is equivalent to you getting a pound of advantage.