"Okay." Yingbao smiled as she collected the two hundred coins and put them into her small pocket, then took the bag off her shoulder.
Everyone gathered around and craned their necks to watch.
The broker looked around and quickly stopped Ying Bao's action, saying to the others, "You can watch it if you want. Each person pays fifty coins! Or you can watch it on your own for two hundred coins."
Humph! Ding Er is not stupid, why would he want to be a sucker for other people's money
"Tsk! Who wants to see it?" The two pretended not to care and walked away.
The other two hesitated for a long time, gritted their teeth, and each gave fifty cents to Ding Er.
Although Ding Er felt sad that he had fifty cents more than them, he finally felt a little more balanced, so he let Yingbao open the bag for everyone to see.
As a result, there were only a few copper coins and two deeds in the bag, nothing else.
"Hi!" The three turned around and left dejectedly.
Yingbao smiled secretly, put her bag on her back again, and ran to check on her own carriage.
Someone saw such a young child coming to the horse market to buy a carriage for the first time, and asked curiously: "Where is the little girl from?"
"My home is the Jiang family specialty shop, just opposite the county school." Yingbao said.
"Jiang Family Specialty Shop? What does it sell?"
"We sell local specialties, the most elegant gift boxes for New Year and other festivals. Even the county magistrate praises them."
Yingbao just didn’t tell them what she was selling, leaving them to be curious.
"Yo! Really?"
Someone joked, "Is your family going to give a gift to the county magistrate?"
Yingbao took the opportunity to advertise her own shop: "No, the county magistrate is the most honest, how could he accept gifts from the common people? It's his servants who often go to my shop to buy things. They also said that my specialty is the most authentic and decent gift box in the county, and it's most face-saving to bring a few boxes when visiting relatives during the New Year."
In fact, no, but who has the ability to ask the county magistrate for confirmation
After hearing what the little kid said, everyone was thoughtful and were thinking about taking some time to go to the specialty shop to see what on earth could win the great favor.
Coming out of the horse market, Jiang Quan, who was walking with the horse, kept glancing at the old horse, fearing that it would lie down.
Suddenly I saw my little cousin take something out of her bag and put it into Lao Ma's mouth, and then stuffed two pills into it.
After eating, the old horse seemed to be in better spirits, his legs were no longer weak, and he could barely pull the carriage.
Then Yingbao stuffed two more pills into Xiaoma's mouth.
The pony's runny legs were no longer severe, and its legs and feet seemed to have some strength left, so it could even keep up with the pace of the carriage.
Neither Yingbao nor Jiang Quan took the carriage. They just walked back to the shop, leading the horses.
After pulling the carriage into the backyard, Jiang Quan quickly removed the shaft from the horse so that it could have a good rest.
Yingbao went to fetch a basin of water and placed it in front of the two horses for them to drink.
When Jiang Cheng saw that the two siblings had really bought a carriage, he hurried into the backyard to take a look. However, he saw two skinny horses and could not help but frowning.
"Can this horse pull a cart?" He glared at his brother and scolded him, "Do you know how to buy a horse?"
Jiang Quan puffed up his lips and snorted, "Yingbao bought it, why are you so mean to me?"
"Then what's the point of you going with her?" Jiang Cheng got even angrier: "What does a little kid like her know?"
Seeing her two cousins quarreling, Yingbao said quickly, "Brother, the horses we bought are very cheap. Two horses, including the carriage and tax, cost less than one hundred taels."
Jiang Cheng said unhappily, "What's the point of being cheap? These two horses are obviously defective. We bought them to pull the cart, not to kill for meat."
"Brother, don't forget that I can heal illnesses." Ying Bao shook the porcelain bottle in her hand: "In a few days, the two horses will be full of energy."
She patted the pony's head and said, "This is my mount. It will follow me from now on."
Seeing the pills in his cousin's hand, Jiang Cheng paused and reluctantly believed her words. "Okay, the pony is yours."
When Jiang Quan heard this, he immediately stood up and circled around Ying Bao: "Can you really cure them? Then we will really win."
"Of course, I am a unique little doctor."
Ying Bao patted the old horse's neck proudly and said, "Look at its large frame. It's a standard northern warhorse. If we take good care of it, it can be sold for more than a hundred taels, not including the carriage frame."
Jiang Quan opened his eyes wide and looked at the skinny horse carefully.
Apart from its extremely thin body, the horse has strong hooves and a tall and large frame, which is indeed different from the local horses.
"Is it really a war horse?" Jiang Quan touched the horse's head and couldn't help but look forward to it. "What about this pony?"
Yingbao: "The color of the pony is the same as the big horse. It should be the pony's offspring. I guess these two horses were sold from the north and abandoned because they were not used to the local climate and often fell ill."
Normally, these northern war horses were sold directly to military camps or aristocratic families after being trafficked here. However, this pair of mother and son were left in the hands of the horse dealer, apparently because they were often sick.
"Well, Yingbao, you have to treat them well." Jiang Quan said hopefully, "In the future, when we have war horses pulling carriages, they will definitely run faster than other horses."
In the evening, Jiang Cheng closed the shop and went back to the backyard to cook.
Jiang Quan tidied the stable for the two horses and added some fine hay to the trough.
These chopped grasses were all bought from the grass shop, mixed with a little bean powder and wheat bran, and a sack cost fifty cents.
A sack of feed would be gone in just a few days for two horses, and then you would have to buy new ones with money.
So, buying mules and horses saves labor but costs money.
On the second day, the two horses were in much better condition than the day before, and their eyes looked more alert.
Yingbao gave each horse two pills and filled the water basin with pupil spring.
The two horses rubbed their heads against her affectionately and lowered their heads to drink water.
After feeding the horses, Yingbao returned to her room and continued to weigh the golden ear and white ear fungus with a scale, and put them into boxes, each box weighing half a pound.
There is still no one from the Wen family, so I guess they won’t accept Golden Ears this year.
So Yingbao decided to take out all the mushrooms in the cave, weigh them, put them into boxes, and prepare to sell them in the shop.
When the time comes, I will tell my eldest and second cousins that I stored these golden ear and snow ear fungus in my room.
As for whether her eldest and second cousins would believe it, she didn't have to worry at all.
As long as you insist that it was the thing that was hidden under the bed, I guess they will have no choice but to believe it.
Before we knew it, it was already the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, and more and more people came to the shop to buy things.
Even though Jiang Quan kept moving goods from other stores to stock his own shop, the items in his shop were still in short supply.
Especially the golden ear and snow ear, which were also sold out on this day.
Customers who didn't buy anything complained angrily, "What kind of store do you have? You can't even stock all the goods."
He once bought some snow fungus for his father. After stewing it, the old man felt his legs and feet were much more flexible, and the pains in his body disappeared. Now he enjoys everything he eats.
So the old man specifically told his son to buy some more, no matter how expensive or cheap, just buy a few kilograms and store them at home.
Jiang Cheng didn't mind the customer's tone at all, and said with a smile: "I'm really sorry, we can't harvest much of the golden fungus and snow fungus we grow in a year. If you really like it, please come back after the New Year."
My cousin said that she has a batch of golden fungus and snow fungus to harvest after the New Year, but the quantity is not large.
The guest snorted and asked, "When is the day after the New Year?" My father was waiting to eat it to nourish his body.
"Of course, after the first lunar month." There would definitely be no snow fungus in the first lunar month, and even if the shop was open, it could only sell some cakes and the like.
The guest nodded: "Then I'll come back after the first month of the lunar year."
He then took out a business card and said, "If your snow fungus arrives, you can also send it to my house. Yes, even three or two kilograms is fine."
"good."
Jiang Cheng took it and took a look, and found that it said "Wei Ji Gold and Silver" and so on.