Xiaoqian went up to meet her parents, and said with a smile, "They're going to sell them in the county tomorrow."
Uncle Qian was taken aback for a moment, and said doubtfully, "This thing can also be sold? Isn't it everywhere?"
"Erlang took it. He said yes, and Man Bao also said yes, so it should be possible." Xiao Qian said with a smile: "They are more familiar with things like doing business at home."
"Erlang is more clever." Uncle Qian glanced at the wormwood piled up in the yard, didn't take it seriously, and asked his daughter with a smile, "Where's your father-in-law?"
"Going to see Maizi, my mother is in the chicken house at the back, I'll go and call my mother back."
Three heads immediately volunteered, "Mother, I'll go, I'll go."
"Okay, let's go."
Uncle Qian looked around looking for Zhou Zhoulang, but found that there was still a pile of wormwood in the small courtyard. He was taking Zhou Zhoulang and others to sort it out, so he immediately stepped forward with a smile.
When the brothers saw the third uncle, they immediately moved their buttocks to make room for him, "Third uncle, why did you come so early? Fifth, sixth, hurry up and greet the uncles."
When Friday Lang and Saturday Lang heard this, they left the wormwood and ran away. They didn't like doing this job yet.
Uncle Qian San asked Zhou Zhoulang, "How can this thing be sold? Can it really be sold?"
Zhou Zhoulang smiled and said, "I haven't sold it either, but I guess it should be possible. There are not many wormwood in the city, but there are so many people in the city, not everyone is willing to go out of the city to cut it."
Zhou Zhoulang made a plan, and said: "I will divide the wormwood into small handfuls, and a handful costs two cents. If you want it, you can just pay for it and choose one. I don't lose money if you don't want it. Anyway, it will take some effort."
Zhou Zhoulang nodded approvingly. Unlike before, his family has started to be involved in all kinds of business in recent years, and his concept is also different from before. "Now it's not a busy time for farming, and it's idle anyway, let's try it."
Uncle Qian felt that what they said made sense, so he rolled up his sleeves and tied the wormwood for them.
Zhou Zhoulang went to the firewood room and pulled two handfuls of straw, which were left over from last year. He tied a handful of wormwood with two straws and put it aside. Just pull it away in the car, this kind of business is easy and not difficult, that's great.
That's right, Lao Zhou agreed that they would go out tomorrow with an ox cart, mainly because there were a lot of people going, including a lot of wives and children.
Of course, the more important thing is that Lao Zhoutou really wants to enjoy the feeling of driving an ox cart to the market.
As soon as the sun jumped into the air, Lao Zhou came back from the field wearing a straw hat and carrying a hoe.
Uncle Qian asked him, "Are you going to watch the wheat?"
"Well, there are two fields that are a little late for earing. I'll take a look." Old Zhou said: "I was thinking that if my sister-in-laws come today, I have to ask my sister-in-law to help spread the word. Is there enough to eat now?"
Uncle Qian coughed, and said: "There is a lack of some, mainly because last year we planted more than five acres. The family stopped cooking as soon as the wheat was harvested, so we dried the wheat and ground it early, and now there are still some leftovers at home." The ones were rubbed out from the back, and there were about three bags."
Old Zhou said: "That's enough to eat, the summer grain will come down soon."
Uncle Qian said helplessly: "It was enough at first, but I just remembered when I went back yesterday that my uncle had agreed with me a while ago that he would borrow two bags from me this year. He has only planted two acres, and he has been borrowing food from people since February, and now he has to pay back the wheat as soon as he harvests it, and the family has not enough."
Old Zhou Tou couldn't help muttering, "They also have a lot of family members, why did they only plant two acres?"
What can Uncle Qian do
He sighed: "Last year, his family was really unlucky. The river directly washed away the river bank, and the large wheat field and rice field of his family were all flooded. They couldn't collect a single grain of wheat, let alone there was no harvest at that time." The rice has been filled, and it didn’t take long to borrow the grain. The children in the family are not sensible, so they ate some wheat seeds... "
In order to maintain the fertility of the land, and there is enough land, they seldom grow winter wheat, and their family is not sure how the winter wheat harvest will be, so after saving enough spring wheat seeds, the remaining seeds are enough to plant two acres That's all.
The common wheat seeds are not like their new wheat seeds, only two sacks of wheat are harvested per acre, and they are still the one size smaller sacks that their farms are used to.
Uncle Qian said: "His two little grandsons are only three or two years old, they can't just watch them starve to death."
Old Zhou asked, "What about the second and third brothers?"
"They're better, they've got enough to eat for themselves."
Because of limited manpower, they wanted to pick more wheat, but didn't they pick it
So what was left was barely enough to eat, but it was impossible to lend it to Uncle Qian to the Yue family.
Moreover, Uncle Qian also had other ideas. He wanted to keep the existing wheat at home and use it as wheat seed to lend to relatives, so that they could also try to grow new wheat seed.
Anyway, the next year's harvest will be better.
Old Zhou Tou had no objection, and said, "Master Bai exchanged wheat with our villagers for wheat seeds, and there are still nine bags left at home. I plan to buy three bags, which will be enough for the family to eat summer grain. If you want , I’ll buy a little more later.”
"How much is a bucket?"
"Thirty Wen."
Uncle Qian nodded, "That's much cheaper than the ones in the county town. My brother-in-law said that the grain store in the county town costs 40 cents a bucket, but the grain merchants in the village are only willing to charge 28 cents a bucket. ?”
"What?" Old Zhou couldn't help but raise his voice.
Uncle Qian said with a smile: "Okay, we can't buy it either. Those grain merchants came to our village to collect grain, but they didn't take even a catty. Now it's hard for everyone, and there are relatives outside the family. If there is any surplus grain, we should borrow it first." How many families are willing to sell food to relatives who are dying?"
Occasionally there are a few of these in other villages, but they don't really dare to buy them, for fear that there will be disputes in the future.
Old Zhou touched the cigarette rod, and did not dare to smoke in front of his uncle, "Then do you borrow money or food? If you borrow food, your family will not be short of food now, so it is not a loss."
"Let's lose a little, and it's a blessing to suffer a little loss." On this point, Uncle Qian and Mrs. Qian had the same idea. He laughed and said, "They are all relatives. Why do two families have such little food? Are you still making trouble?"
Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, the children have grown up, and the Yue family has helped him a lot in the early years. And he promised to borrow food before, so how could he change to borrow money halfway
Uncle Qian said: "You can buy three bags for me too. I'll let Dalang and the others come and pick them up tomorrow."
"No need," said old Zhou Tou, "Later, let Da Lang directly pull you there with an ox cart."
Old Zhou didn't expect that my uncle would buy so many bags of three bags. You must know that he still has wheat at home, so he planned to buy two bags and lend them to Yue's family, and then exchanged a bag of wheat seeds to distribute to relatives
Old Zhou was stunned, and thought to himself: Fortunately, his wife listened to her, otherwise if this family loses like the elder brother, they must have no money.
Uncle Qian suddenly asked about the cattle, "I heard that your cattle are on credit?"
"Yes, three taels of silver on credit."
"It's not bad to buy a cow in two or three taels, and I got it back on credit. Unfortunately, Li Zheng came to our village at the time and said that the family didn't have much savings. If I knew that winter wheat could be sold as wheat at that time, I would also go for a cow on credit. I don’t know if the county government still has cattle on credit.”
Old Zhou Tou: ...
Uncle Qian felt sorry for it, he had to see how much these three bags of wheat cost. In fact, he also wanted to buy a cow, and the work would be much faster that way.