Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

With the new grain on the market, the grain prices that had been high for months have dropped a little, but they are still much more expensive than in previous years.

One pound of new grain can be exchanged for eighteen cents. If it is directly exchanged for old grain, it can be exchanged for two pounds. Wheat bran is even cheaper.

Cui Chengliang exchanged the 100 kilograms of new grain he brought for 150 kilograms of old grain, and the rest was exchanged for miscellaneous grains and wheat bran.

Mr. Cui's two hundred kilograms of grain were exchanged for money, a total of three taels and six cents, which he put safely into his arms.

On the other side, Lin also bought a lot of things, including a basket of coarse and fine cloth of different colors. The owner of the cloth shop was so happy that he took out a basket of rags and asked Lin to pick a few pieces as a gift.

Although they were just scraps of cloth, they were all good materials. Lin carefully selected a few pieces, and she liked two pieces of red silk cloth very much. She could sew a shoe upper for Dalang's wife.

A foot of silk cloth costs dozens of coins. Even if it is just a shoe upper, it is very respectable to give it as a gift.

After leaving the cloth shop, Lin took Silang to the butcher shop. When they finished shopping and gathered with the main force at the city gate, the two of them attracted everyone's attention as soon as they appeared.

The reason was simple: the pig's head in Shilang's hand was too conspicuous.

"Mother Jingwen, is your house being built so soon?"

The villagers only use pig heads when they hold big banquets. You will only see them a few times in your lifetime. The latest big thing for the Cui family is to build a new house, right?

"No? I passed by yesterday, and it seemed like they had just started laying the foundation."

Lin smiled lightly, without explaining, but said, "The coarse cloth in the cloth shop in the city is much cheaper, only two cents a foot. Would you like to sell some?"

The matter of the pig's head was immediately forgotten.

"Only two cents per foot? Did you hear that correctly, Jingwen Niang?"

"The last time I went to the city, I asked around and it cost four cents a foot. How come it's so cheap now?"

Everyone couldn't believe it. It was good enough that the price didn't increase in previous years, so how could it suddenly be cut in half?

Lin took out a few pieces of cloth from her backpack and showed them to everyone. Only when they touched the cloth with their own hands did they half believe it. When they saw that Lin bought so many pieces, they believed it completely.

It’s not really cheap, who would buy so much cloth.

"There's such a good thing. If Jingwen's mother hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known about it. No, I have to go buy some more."

"Wait for me, I'll go too."

The two women, who were on good terms with each other, hurriedly linked arms and went back into the city.

The rest of the people could not hold back any longer. Even the man who entered the city alone looked around and then ran to the cloth shop.

It’s such a cheap price, if I don’t buy some, my mother will definitely scold me.

Soon there were only a few people left by the ox cart.

Silang put the pig's head in his clothes and walked to a place with few people, thinking absentmindedly about selling goods.

Cui Chengliang and Lin smiled at each other. Without saying much, they could already read what each other wanted to say from their eyes.

Buy a cow!

After everyone returned satisfied with the cloth, the ox cart slowly drove back to Xiahe Village.

The return trip carried more grain than the trip there. The old ox was so tired that it had to rest after every step it took. It took more than an hour to get back to the village.

They had to go into the city again in the afternoon. Uncle Mazi touched his honest and silent old ox, and felt so sorry for it that he took it home to give it a snack and let the old ox have a good rest.

Lin put the things back into the house, pocketed the silver, and when she left, Cui Chengliang was already waiting in the yard. There was no one at Cui's house at the moment, and the two of them walked towards Shanghe Village tacitly.

Halfway through the walk, Cui Chengliang asked Lin to wait a moment and trotted to the side of the road. Lin quickly turned around and refused to look at him.

After a while, Cui Chengliang came back with a happy tone.

"I was right. I didn't expect there was a jujube tree hidden right here. Hey? Why are you turning your back?"

When Lin heard the voice, she turned around and saw a small pile of red wild jujubes in his clothes pocket. She then looked embarrassed.

She thought he couldn't hold it in...

Cui Chengliang picked out a few large and plump ones, wiped them clean with his sleeves, and stuffed them into Lin's pockets.

"I just ate two, they're not that sour, try them."

Lin likes to eat sour dates very much. Every autumn, Zhaozhao's father would take the initiative to go to the mountains to find wild sour dates for her. She likes to steam the picked dates and make them into wild date cakes.

She hadn't eaten sour jujube cake for several years since he was away. When she saw the familiar sour jujubes, her mouth watered.