It is impossible for the yamen servants in the yamen to go to the countryside to collect taxes, and it is impossible to kill them, especially because the mountain roads are not easy to walk.
However, although the yamen servants do not go to the countryside to collect money, there is still a need for preaching, and the responsibility for preaching falls on the head of the village.
It's just repeating the same old tune, the autumn tax must be paid by the end of October, although there are nearly two months before and after, but if the payment is completed early, naturally the peace of mind will be early.
The Zhou family prepared the food tax paid early, packed it in bags and put them in carts and baskets.
This year their family has a scooter, which is a little easier than in previous years.
For the sake of safety on the road, all the food in the village has to go together. In the past, only the village head’s family had a cart, and other families put the food in baskets and carried it to the county town. Some families had to hire donkeys because of the small number of people. Cars or bullock carts, otherwise it may not be possible to finish the move after two or three trips.
But Zhou's family has a lot of males, Zhou Dalang brought three younger brothers, and it was almost enough for one to pick two baskets.
Last year, Zhou Shulang went to the county town in this way. At that time, he had just returned from helping the landlord Bai. Before he could hand in his wages, he took him to the county town. The three elder brothers looked at it, and they waved away, and this wave lost the Zhou family's family fortune.
Neither Qian nor Zhoutou wanted him to go to the county seat this year, but Man Bao mentioned it, and she also promised to keep an eye on him. Shiro went, and she also wanted to see, this kid doesn't know how to gamble yet.
With a cart, the Zhou family doesn’t have to carry the burden, but it’s hard work to push a cart on mountain roads, so Zhou Dalang thought about bringing Goro with him, and everyone came in rotation, but since the fourth and sixth children both go, this kind of heavy work Let's leave it to the fourth child.
Zhou Zhoulang and the third brother pushed the cart uphill, and then Tuesday Lang took the cart, "Okay, my brother and I will come to the next section."
Zhou Zhoulang: ... on purpose, they must have done it on purpose.
Man Bao was sitting on the scooter, and the scooter picked up speed when going downhill, and there were gusts of wind blowing in front of her face. She screamed happily and didn't pay attention to her fourth brother at all.
When the group arrived at the county seat, they parted ways at the gate of the city. Zhou Dalang and Tuesday Lang went to queue to pay taxes together, while Zhou Zhoulang and the others went to sell things.
Two baskets of ginger, Man Bao took them directly to Jishitang.
Shopkeeper Zheng of Jishitang was also at the counter, and he had been communicating with Manbao a lot in the past six months.
That's right, it was correspondence. In fact, it was Man Bao who wrote letters to him at the beginning, and he replied in a daze, and then he became a pen pal.
Every time Tuesday Lang or Friday Lang came to the county, he would bring him a letter, and then bring back a letter from him. Obviously, they were not far away, and what they wanted to say could also be conveyed through Tuesday Lang or Friday Lang, but they It is also a wonderful experience to get used to writing letters.
Before the autumn harvest, when Friday Lang came to the county to sell sugar, he sent a letter to shopkeeper Zheng, saying that the ginger she planted was about to be taken back, and asked him if he wanted to eat it or buy it.
Today Manbao came to deliver ginger to shopkeeper Zheng, not for sale, but for him to eat, and then recommended: "Brother Zheng, if your patients want to buy ginger tea in the future, remember to tell him, my family has a lot Fresh ginger is the spiciest and best for making tea."
Shopkeeper Zheng accepted her gift of ginger, nodded to show that it was okay, "I was just about to tell you that our pharmacy is going to buy a batch of dried ginger, why don't you leave me a dozen catties of old ginger and dry it for me, I see you The quality of this ginger is pretty good, if they are all the same, I will give you sixty cents a catty for the dried ginger."
Zhou Xi clenched his hands tightly in surprise, but Man Bao replied in a normal way: "Okay."
Then shopkeeper Zheng took her out through the back door of the pharmacy, and took them to knock on the door of the next door. A young man of eighteen or nineteen opened the door, and shopkeeper Zheng smiled and said, "Here, this is the little girl I mentioned to you." Ding, his family runs a grocery store, and he is still a street peddler, your ginger is the best for him."
Xiao Ding greeted Zhou Zhou Lang with a smile, then looked down at Man Bao, and said with a smile: "Your sister is so cute."
Man Bao grinned happily and said, "I also think, Brother Xiao Ding, how much can you buy our ginger?"
Xiao Ding took a look at Zhou Zhoulang and Zhou Xi, and seeing that they didn't mind Man Bao's words, he replied, "Thirty-five yuan a catty, including the leaves."
He said: "Now a lot of ginger can be harvested, and your quality is good, so I am willing to give this price. I only raise a few pennies when I sell it. If you are willing, you can buy it every day." Send me a basket to the county seat."
Zhou Xi asked, "Can you sell so many every day?"
Xiao Ding said with a smile: "There are quite a few rich families in the county town. They eat meat and tea with ginger, so this ginger is a condiment, unlike us country people who only have meat during festivals." Even if you can’t afford tea, it seems rare.”
Zhou Xi didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Man Bao pulled Zhou Zhou Lang over, and whispered to him: "I asked the shopkeeper Zheng, the ginger outside is more expensive now, and the price of ginger sold in the market is between 40 and 50 Wen, if you don't have time to sell it yourself, I think it's best to sell him."
Zhou Zhoulang was reluctant to part with the price difference between five and ten Wen, and whispered: "You can make a lot of money by a catty."
Man Bao didn't care, "Mother won't agree to let you come to the county seat alone, and Master Bai's house has work to do, so you have to do it."
This is really not good news, Zhou Zhoulang lowered his head and said: "Okay, let's sell it, but we will sell one basket today, and we will sell the rest in the market."
Man Bao said no problem.
After asking Zhou Xi, the siblings gave him half a basket of ginger, weighed it and calculated the money. Zhou Xi took the money and followed them out with a dazed expression.
The rest of the ginger was taken by Zhou Zhoulang to set up a stall in the market, and Zhou Xi followed.
But Man Bao put some in the basket beside him, planning to find another friend.
Seeing this, Zhou Zhoulang stopped setting up a stall and put it away directly: "Maybe he's a big customer, I'll go with you."
Zhou Wulang was disgusted, "Go to so many people, what if I scare the young lady?"
Zhou Xi quickly asked, "Miss what?" Aren't the grocery shoppers usually grown-ups
"It's the lady of the county magistrate's family. Man Bao promised to bring some good things to her. They also made an appointment to meet at the bookstore." The last letter was delivered by Wu Lang. He had to catch up with the autumn harvest, so Zhou Wulang sold a hundred pieces of candy to Miss Fu at once, and asked her to eat slowly.
Zhou Wulang felt that Miss Fu's teeth were also quite strong, and she was fine after eating so much candy.