Seeing that the little girl didn't look at the hairband and other things, she just stared at this one. The old woman also laughed and said, "You said wine rice dumplings? For three cents each, you can make a clay pot of glutinous rice grains!"
Song Qiu listened and said, "Then give me three pills first."
After that, he counted the nine cents and came out, taking the three wine rice dumplings that the old woman had packed for him.
Then go to Zhang Kee Grocery Store.
After taking away the basket of mountain mushrooms he had stored here, Song Qiu thanked Zhang Diguo and declined the kindness of letting her eat. He put the basket on his back and headed towards the entrance of the town.
It was almost the end of noon, and there was still a long time before Shenshi. Song Qiu was not in a hurry and walked slowly.
Take a look at the street scenery along the way.
When we arrived at the town entrance, it was rare to take a closer look at the layout of the town entrance.
I saw that the town gate past the archway was wide open, and there were many houses on both sides.
There are special places for people to store their cars and horses, and there are also taverns that are convenient for pedestrians.
Song Qiu saw that there was also a stall selling cold drinks under the big tree on the left. It was hot at the moment, and there were many children of both ages and sizes gathered in front of the stall, buying drinks.
Song Qiu raised his feet and went over to take a look. There was a wooden sign hanging in front of the stall, which said what was for sale and the price.
This cold drink stall sells more complete items than the one in the snack street. In addition to sour plum soup and mung bean soup, there are also peach ice drinks and pomegranate ice drinks. Song Qiu's sharp eyes saw the top few characters, goat milk bowls, and more.
My eyes lit up, it was really interesting.
There is even a goat milk drink.
What's more, Song Qiu saw the last line, iced watermelon.
Hey, there’s also iced watermelon!
Song Qiu thought about it in his mind. According to the information he had seen in his previous life, watermelon should have been introduced to our country very early, and it was only later that it slowly became popular among ordinary people.
Here, ice cubes are common among the people. Song Qiu is not surprised that watermelons are popular here.
Looking at the price, it's three cents a piece, which is more expensive than Bingyinzi.
Seeing that everyone around had bought something and dispersed, Song Qiu squeezed in and said, "Boss, there are iced watermelons for sale!"
"Yes, yes, it's three cents a piece, girl, do you want one?" The hawker was sweating profusely because he was so busy. Even though he was under the shade of a tree, it was still too hot.
"How big is it?" Song Qiu looked into the stall eagerly. At this time, she was just an ordinary little girl of twelve or thirteen years old.
The vendor was not stingy either. He directly opened the lid of the ice cream, then opened the lid of the middle layer, quickly took out a piece of watermelon, and quickly closed the lid again.
"Well, it's such a big piece, it's such a bargain! I brought this watermelon back from far away early in the morning, and it cost more than 20 yuan a piece!"
Song Qiu saw that the one half a finger wide was quite a lot, so he hurriedly gave him three pennies and took it.
A watermelon can weigh up to five or six kilograms, and more than 20 cents is equivalent to four or five cents per catty. Selling it for three cents a piece is still profitable.
I took a big bite, not to mention, it was quite sweet and quite cold.
It really sells.
While Song Qiu was eating, he didn't leave. He asked curiously, "Uncle, this watermelon is so delicious. Where did you buy it?"
The vendor wiped his hand on the apron around his waist. No one was coming, so he chatted with the little girl, "I just bought it at Xiaojiachang, a dozen miles outside the town. There is a big family there that specializes in growing watermelons! Just go and buy it from anyone."
That’s fine.”
While Song Qiu was eating watermelon, he inquired about things from the vendors. He sat under the tree and rested for a while, when he saw Wujijin driving an ox cart over.
Maybe he knew that she was waiting for him today, and it wasn't even the time of registration yet, so he called it a day and came over.
Song Qiu was not stingy and immediately bought a piece of watermelon and greeted him, "Uncle Wujin, are you busy?"
"Have you been waiting for a long time, Aqiu? What are you doing, wasting this money?" Zhou Wujin waved his hands and refused to answer anything. Drinking ice cream was not something they could afford, it was a waste of money!
Wu Wujin patted the homemade bamboo kettle on his waist and said, "I have water to drink. This watermelon, Aqiu, you'd better leave."
"I've already taken it all out, why should I return it? Come on, Uncle Wujin, I also ate a piece, just treat it like I paid for the car!" Song Qiu didn't hold back and pushed forward.
There was no other way, Wu Wujin took it over, called Song Qiu to get in the car and sit down, and wandered all the way out of the town.
The ox cart was swaying along, and Song Qiu looked in one direction as he listened to Wu Jinzhi's praise of the sweetness of the watermelon.
Over there is Xiaojiachang, where she went to deliver babies on the day she gave birth.
It's more than twenty miles away from their village, not much closer than going to town.
Still a bit far away.
So not having a car is really a big problem.
Song Qiu thought about buying a bullock cart first, which would make it easier for her to do whatever she wanted to do.
After thinking about it, I will discuss it with her mother when I get home.
Ahead is the trail leading to Songshan Village. A group of convoys are sitting on the edge of the long river to rest, each holding a water bag in their hands and drinking water. It looks like they are still a little tired from the journey.
Song Qiu looked at it, and then looked at the open space in front of Changhe for a long time, and the idea in his heart took shape.
She made up her mind, walked all the way into the village, got off the car at the gentle slope, weighed five pounds, then put the basket on her back and went home.
In the Song family courtyard, Old Yuan was picking old long beans. When he saw Song Qiu coming back, he breathed a sigh of relief and came over to greet him, "Aqiu is back. It's been a good day today, but what's the matter? You girl, what's the matter?
Don’t you wait for me? It’s the same thing if you don’t rush to the town today until I come back. How dare you run away alone?”
When she came home and saw no one, she knew that this girl had gone to town. If Lihua hadn't sent her a message telling her not to worry, she would have been very worried that day.
"Didn't I come back well? The town is in good order. I've been there so many times. What can happen? I came back with Uncle Wujin again, and I didn't walk back alone. It's okay.
Don't worry, Mom." Song Qiu walked in, put the basket in the stove room, and replied at the same time.
When Old Yuan saw that the person had returned safely, he didn't have to chase after him. Seeing that there were a lot of mountain mushrooms left, he changed the topic and asked, "The mountain mushrooms are not easy to sell in the town?"
"Yeah, it's hard to sell. Some people are selling it for three pennies or two kilograms. I thought it would be a good idea to make dried mushrooms to sell in the winter or eat by myself, so I just brought them back." Song Qiu said.
, sat down and drank water, while talking to old Yuan about some things in the town today.
"Nai, I think it's hard to sell the mountain mushrooms, so I won't pick them up now. I plan to make another career. But before that, I also want to buy a bullock cart. It will be convenient for us to do whatever we want. What do you think, Nai?
Woolen cloth?"
Old Yuan sat down and when he heard this, he immediately said: "It is convenient for me to have a car, but you and I don't know how to drive."
Song Qiu muttered: "If you don't know how to study, you can buy a mule. Mules are docile and easier to handle than ox carts. If Nai agrees, I will ask Uncle Wujin to take me to pick out the mule. After I buy it, Uncle Wujin will let me pick out the mule."
Take the time to teach me."
There is no way, there are not many people in the family, so we cannot rely on others for everything, we have to worry about it ourselves.
As long as she learned it, it would be her own ability. She thought she was still willing to study hard and seriously.
Seeing that her granddaughter had a good idea, Old Yuan nodded and said, "Okay, if you want to buy it, we'll buy it."