Turning down the slope in front of the door, a road leads directly to the outside of the village. There is a fork in the road after leaving the village.
Go to the right and follow the long river outside the village to a spacious and flat official road.
This official road is the only way to go from south to north. One end goes straight to the capital from the north, and the other goes south to Panshi Town and the county seat. Another branch road is cut out, which is the way from the east.
Song Qiu turned directly onto the path on the left.
This path leads to Ping'an Village. It is a shorter route than taking the official road. People in their village always walk here if they go to Ping'an Village or town.
After walking less than a mile, Song Qiu saw someone walking in front of him carrying a backpack. When he got closer, he saw that it was someone from their village.
When the man saw Song Qiu, he also smiled and said, "It's Qiu girl. Are you going to the market alone to sell mushrooms? Your grandma didn't come back yesterday?"
"No, Aunt Fu, are you going to the market as well? It just so happens that we can have some company." Song Qiu caught up with her with a smile and walked forward with her.
If you have someone to accompany you, you will feel more confident and bold when walking this road. After all, the genius is bright, so it is still a bit scary to walk alone.
This person is Aunt Meifu at the head of the village. A man died just last year. He has a young son and daughter, and he is quite nice.
The two of them hurried together to talk, and it was fast. When the sky was slightly bright, they passed several villages and were about to arrive at Ping'an Village for the big gathering.
There were more people on this road, all carrying backpacks or carrying burdens to go to the fair.
Arriving at the market soon, Aunt Mei Fu's sharp eyes happened to spot two stalls next to each other, and she hurriedly pulled Song Qiu over.
There is no one in charge of this large collection, and there is no need to pay a fee. It is first come, first served, and it is not fixed.
Song Qiu followed Aunt Mei Fu to put down the backpack on the empty seat and placed it with the basket in front of her.
Aunt Meifu was selling a basket of eggs, and the other basket contained a raised chicken, which was shiny and red and looked good.
She was well-known in the village for her ability to feed chickens. Others who bought ten chickens could usually only feed six or seven, but she could raise eight or nine. Therefore, she could always come to the market to sell chickens throughout the year.
A few chickens.
Song Qiu put down his things, squatted down, and looked around curiously.
She and her grandma have been to Ping An Jiji several times, but this was her first time here. Seeing it with her own eyes, it was naturally different from the memory in her mind.
It is said to be a big market, but it is actually a large piece of flat land at the entrance of Ping'an Village. The sellers line up in two lines facing each other, leaving a fairly spacious road in the middle.
The end of the road is the way up the mountain to Songshan Temple.
"Chickens for sale! A big, red rooster!"
"We are selling eggs! The eggs from our own chickens are big and fried! Come and see and buy!"
Song Qiuzheng was looking around when he suddenly heard Aunt Mei Fu next to her place the items and open her mouth to sell them.
She turned to look at her and saw Aunt Meifu shouting loudly to the left and right, her face turning quite red because of her loud voice.
She couldn't help being infected. She opened her mouth and shouted: "They are selling mountain mushrooms! Come and see, come and buy! There are also fresh chili strips and fried mountain mushrooms with chili peppers. If they are not delicious, there is no charge!"
The original Song Qiu had come to sell things with her grandmother a long time ago, and when she was a child in her previous life, she and her grandmother often set up stalls in the town to sell home-grown vegetables.
She was most familiar with this kind of thing, and she found that nostalgic feeling almost as soon as she opened her mouth.
Because of this, he shouted even harder.
The sky is getting brighter, and more and more people are going to the market, and the sounds of shouting and hawking are even more constant.
A poor girl like Song Qiu, who wore ill-fitting clothes, was not the only one who came to sell things.
It has been raining for several days and the mountain fungus has just emerged. Today's market is the first one this year.
Soon, someone came to Song Qiu's stall. They first looked at Aunt Meifu's stall, then squatted down and looked into the basket and asked Song Qiu: "How are the mountain mushrooms sold this year?"
Song Qiu remembered that last year it was sold for three cents per catty. This was a mountain product, and the price would not normally be reduced. What's more, before going to bed last night, she asked Lihua, and Lihua said that her uncle still sold it at this price, and said: "It's still three cents per catty."
Jin, aunt, do you want it? How much do you want?"
When the woman heard this, she nodded and said, "Weigh a pound for me. Let's go back and try it out."
Song Qiu quickly took out the small steelyard he brought from home, hung up the weights, and handed the scale pan to the woman. The woman grabbed the mushrooms from the basket on her back and put them on the scale pan.
The mountain mushrooms Song Qiu picked up were all mung bean mushrooms, red bean mushrooms, glutinous rice mushrooms, and pine tree mushrooms, which were delicious and clean. The woman did not pick them carefully, but carefully grabbed a few handfuls.
Seeing that it was almost done, Song Qiu picked up the scale weight with a lifting rope and moved it to the position of a star flower. The scale rod was still tilted up a little, but she did not take out the mushroom from the scale pan, but
He said: "Auntie, look, one pound has been weighed!" Then he poured it all into the woman's basket.
Naturally, the woman saw it clearly. She smiled immediately, counted out three large coins and handed them to Song Qiu, "I'll buy some from you later if I want to eat."
"Okay!" Song Qiu took the coin, carefully put it away, and smiled happily.
As soon as it was opened, two more women came this way.
A woman came to ask about Aunt Meifu's rooster. There were not many chicken sellers at this fair, but Aunt Meifu's chicken looked more lively than others.
"Sister, how do you sell this cock?"
Aunt Mei Fu sells a lot of chickens, so she naturally knows the market price, and she is not shy. When someone asks, she smiles and answers: "It's still the old price, forty cents a piece. My chickens are very fat, so they are guaranteed to be delicious!"
The price of fat chickens is almost the same. During the Taiping years, it did not rise very fast.
The woman was hosting two banquets at home today, and she wanted to buy chicken. Seeing that the chicken was good and the price was right, she nodded and said, "Okay, I want it!"
Aunt Meifu tied the chicken tightly with straw rope and handed it to the woman with two wings.
When Song Qiu saw another woman looking at her stall, she greeted her with a smile, "Auntie, would you like some mountain mushrooms? There are also peppers, which I just picked from my own field!"
The woman hadn't spoken yet. The chicken buyer had just counted forty bucks to Aunt Meifu. Hearing Song Qiu's shout, he looked over and said, "How are you going to sell these mushrooms this year? Give me two kilograms!"
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"Same as last year, it's still three cents a pound!" Song Qiu said with a smile, and quickly took the scale plate and handed it to the woman.
The woman grabbed a few handfuls and put them on the scale.
Song Qiu weighed the flowers, but he was still close, so he took a few flowers and put them on himself. Then he tilted the scale beam up a little and poured them into the woman's vegetable basket.
Seeing this, another woman also weighed a pound.
People were coming and going at the market, and there were a few people selling mountain mushrooms. Since it was the first time this year, there were many people buying them. Almost everyone who asked would buy a pound or two.
And because Song Qiu was a little girl, with a delicate face and an ability to shout, her mushrooms were sold out the fastest.