Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

There are eight eggs in total, if they can really be sold for twenty cents each.

That is one hundred and sixty cents.

It is equivalent to the children and grandchildren carrying four days’ worth of food bags.

One bird egg can be exchanged for four big meat buns.

Zhang Jinlan curled her lips.

The rich people in this town must be fools. Bird eggs are not as delicious as meat buns.

Spending so much money and eating these broken bird eggs is really a waste of money.

"Just last month, I went to the town to buy food and met an old woman selling bird eggs. I saw her exchange five bird eggs for fifty chicken eggs. I asked her curiously and she said they were pigeon eggs, which were extremely expensive. I remembered them. I saw that the egg whites picked up by your Fubao were exactly the same as the ones I saw that day. They must be pigeon eggs."

Ma Chunxia explained slowly.

"Fubao, you are really the lucky star of our Jiang family. Come on, let's go back quickly. We have pigeon eggs, so why not dig some wild vegetables?"

Seeing Ma Chunxia staring at the pigeon eggs in her bamboo basket with burning eyes, Zhang Jinlan quickly asked her daughters-in-law to leave.

"Grandma, let's go pick up pigeon eggs too."

Ma Chunxia’s eldest granddaughter Jiang Yongfang was extremely envious.

"What the hell are you picking up? You've been going up and down the mountain so many times, but when have you ever found anything? You know what, Fubao is really lucky. She fell into the river and was rescued by her eldest cousin. After wandering around here for a while, she found a pigeon egg. I remember there were auspicious clouds in the sky when she was born, so her grandmother named her Fubao. She can't be the reincarnation of a god, right?"

The more Ma Chunxia thought about it, the more bizarre it seemed.

If Jiang Fubao heard this, she would just laugh out loud.

What auspicious clouds.

It's just cloudy weather.

"Grandma, do we have to sell this bird egg? If we sell it, can it allow Dad and the others to buy some meat?" Jiang Fubao's voice sounded helpless.

Grandma is a miser.

Be nice to her though.

But she knew that grandma would not spend the money from selling eggs to buy meat.

Just save the money.

It’s been a long time since my family had eaten meat.

She wanted to help her family, so naturally she had to improve the family’s food first.

"Fubao, are you craving for meat? Okay, if you want to eat it, ask your uncle to cut some meat tomorrow and grandma will make you shredded pork noodles."

Hear this.

Jiang Fubao knew that this meat would probably be enjoyed by her alone again.

"No, I don't want to eat it alone, Grandma, can you ask Uncle to buy some more so we can eat together?"

"Okay, buy it! If we don't have Fubao, our family won't be able to get these bird eggs. No matter how expensive they are, grandma will buy them! After selling the bird eggs, let your uncle buy a pound of meat, and we will come back and fry it!" Seeing the granddaughter's expectant eyes.

Zhang Jinlan gritted her teeth and agreed.

If there is no rain, the land will be dry.

People were not getting enough to eat, let alone pigs, so how could they grow fat? As a result, the weight of pigs was reduced by more than 20% compared to previous years.

Not only have food prices increased, but pork prices are also outrageously high.

Years ago, when she went to town to buy meat, it cost thirty cents per pound.

If it weren't for the Chinese New Year, she wouldn't have been willing to buy it.

The little lard in the jar is also made from the fat on the meat.

Occasionally she would use chopsticks to scoop a little and put it into the dishes to add some oil and water to her family.

"Mom, we are back——"

evening.

The sun is westward.

Jiang Dahe returned from town with his younger brother and sons.

His loud voice could be heard throughout the house before he even entered the door.

At this time, Jiang Fubao was sitting on a small bench in the yard in a daze.

When she heard her uncle's voice, she instantly moved her butt off the stool.

I saw her running towards the door on her short legs.

He was still shouting, "Uncle, Daddy, I picked up bird eggs again. Grandma Xia next door said they were pigeon eggs, and one could be exchanged for a lot of chicken eggs. Grandma promised me that you can take the pigeon eggs to the town to sell them, and then buy some meat to eat! Daddy, am I awesome?"

Jiang Fubao raised his chin proudly.

Like a victorious cock.

"Wow, Fubao is so awesome! Where is the bird egg? Daddy should take a look." Seeing his daughter's cute look of seeking credit, Jiang Siyin picked her up.

He also scratched Jiang Fubao's little nose.

The love in his eyes is overflowing.

"In the kitchen, grandma put the pigeon eggs in a bamboo basket and put some soft straw under it. Daddy, you and uncle should remember to buy some meat tomorrow. Grandma said she wants to make some fried pork slices with pickled vegetables for us."

Jiang Fubao licked his lips.

He looks so greedy.

It’s early spring and the vegetables in the private plots have just been planted.

The only sources of vegetables were young sprouts from the mountains or pickles made last fall.

Because salt is expensive.

So I only pickled a small jar of pickles.

On weekdays, I can’t bear to eat it at all.

Unless there is no vegetable left, people will take out some and simply stir-fry it to make a side dish to go with the porridge.

"Sister, you are so amazing. How come you picked up bird eggs again? You are so lucky. How about starting from tomorrow, I will take you to the mountain to pick up bird eggs? I am sure we can sell them for a lot of money, much more than carrying bags of grain. Dad, I won't go to town tomorrow." After hearing what Jiang Fubao said.

Jiang Tongmu's eyes rolled around.

I immediately thought of ways to make money.

"Go away, stay away. There's no need for Fubao to make money at home. She's only three years old! I think you just want to be lazy. Tongjin, take your brother to chop the firewood at home. You watch him. You can't eat until he finishes chopping! You must not have done your odd jobs well today, otherwise your brain wouldn't be so active."

Seeing that the second son had set his sights on his niece.

Jiang Dahe's face darkened.

He slapped his son on the head.

The force is neither light nor heavy.

It's very well grasped, confusing but not brain-draining.

But Jiang Tongmu was a dramatic actor. He touched his head with his teeth bared, seeming to be in extreme pain.

He said timidly, "I was just kidding. Dad, do you have to hit me? Please spare your son. I am so tired after carrying the grain bags all day. How can I have the energy to chop wood? I don't know what happened today, but there are a lot more people looking for odd jobs than yesterday, and the wages are lower."

"What? The wages are too low? How much did you earn today?"

When Zhang Jinlan heard that her wages were reduced, she immediately poked her head out of the kitchen to ask her eldest son, without even having time to put down the spatula in her hand.

"It's indeed low. The five of us only earned thirty cents." Jiang Dahe's voice was a little muffled.

A full ten cents were missing.

You can buy a bushel of brown rice.

But there is no other choice but to do it.

There are many people who want to do it.

If he hadn't flattered the foreman yesterday, they might not have been able to get hired today.

"Hey, how come so much money is missing all of a sudden? That's ten cents. Two big meat buns are gone just like that. It must be because there was no rain during the spring plowing days, which made them panic, so they went to the town to do odd jobs in advance, hoping to earn more money just in case. It seems that it's not just our family that thinks so. Mother should have guessed it earlier. By the way, did you meet anyone from the village?"

Zhang Jinlan looked a little depressed.

If it doesn't rain.

What should I do then?

Isn't there going to be a drought?