Zhao Xueli walked quickly towards Zhao Yuanji, and Nie Shuang also looked towards the village. He had guessed that the Zhao family might want to go to the village to buy some things since they asked him about the village at the foot of the mountain.
"Waiting for them," Nie Shuang looked at the Yamen, "it won't be easy."
"Master Nie," the Yamen said, "How about I go and tell the people in the village that if the relocated people want to buy something, ask them to ask for as little money as possible." In order to avoid people thinking that they from Ningzhou are taking advantage of the situation.
As soon as the officer finished speaking, he saw many villagers from Qianjia Village coming out to greet him. The villagers had many baskets filled with things.
This is……
The official was also confused.
What's going on! You've already bought something, and you want to buy so much at once?
Nie Shuang was also a little surprised.
Zhao Xueli was even more surprised. Seeing the villagers carrying baskets of things, sweat broke out on Zhao Xueli's forehead.
Who are these for?
Isn't it all for them?
Don't tell him, Fourth Brother and Luo Yang bought these. How much money did it cost? Look at the smiles on the faces of the villagers.
Zhao Xueli was even more unsure.
The person selling you something smiles at you, with a look on his face that says he hopes you will come again. This gives people the impression that... the purchase is expensive.
Zhao Xueli thought about it in his mind and immediately asked Zhao Yuanji: "These are..."
Before Zhao Yuanji could say anything, the villagers next to him spoke to him: "You all bought it!"
Zhao Yuanji nodded proudly: "Second uncle, we bought a lot of things. Isn't my sister great?"
Because he was so happy, Zhao Yuanji didn't notice the cold sweat dripping down his second uncle's forehead, and smiled and said to the people in Qianjia Village: "This is my sister's father."
The villagers said one after another: "Is he Sister Luo's father?"
"Sister Luo is really nice."
"You are going to Taozhou? How tiring is this journey? Otherwise, you can leave Sister Luo in our Qianjia Village!"
"Whose family should I leave? Your family? Don't be ashamed."
Everyone laughed for a while.
Zhao Xueli thought this statement was a bit strange. Didn't he always say, so-and-so was the son or daughter of so-and-so? But this time it was the other way around.
Moreover... they also knew their daughter's name, and they spoke so warmly, as if they had known each other for a long time.
In the past, Zhao Xueli liked to listen to others praise his daughter, but today he felt like he had a rabbit in his arms, and he was a little panicked despite his joy.
"These things..." Zhao Xueli looked over carefully. There were rice, whole grains, and eggs. In one of the baskets, there were actually two old hens with bald buttocks.
This kind of soup cooked by old hens is the most nourishing to the body.
Zhao Xueli seemed to understand that so many things were not to be bought back for use, but probably for sale. He breathed a sigh of relief quietly, but then became nervous again. Fourth brother and Sister Luo didn't know what the prices were in the market here.
Son, will it be expensive?
These villagers didn't look like bad people, but after what happened with the bandits just now, Zhao Xueli was a little too vigilant.
Just as he was thinking about it, Zhao Xueyi's voice came: "Second brother, are you here? That's just in time. We have bought some good things, but the money we brought is not enough. You still have to take four strings and forty-three coins."
Zhao Xueli didn't know how much the two of them had spent before, but it was less than five thousand dollars, which was much less than he expected.
"Do you have any money?" Zhao Xueli looked at his fourth brother. The fourth brother always had dozens of coins in his pocket. This time when bandits were involved, my mother did not give any money to their brothers.
Zhao Xueyi touched his head in embarrassment: "My mother gave it to Sister Luo."
Zhao Xueli opened his mouth. He knew that his mother had put a lot of money on Sister Luo, but she was afraid that everyone would be chased by bandits! They actually spent the money.
The fourth brother and Sister Luo were together, and both of them became bolder.
Last time the two of them killed bandits together, and this time they sneaked out to spend money. I wonder what they will do next time? Shouldn't they be allowed to go out together?
Zhao Xueli wanted to ask how much money he spent on everything, but unfortunately there were so many things in front of him that he didn't know where to start.
"Mrs. Qian."
The officer hurried over and saw old lady Qian being supported by Zhao Luoyang at a glance.
Mr. Nie of the Wuwei Army was still nearby. The yamen official was afraid that the relocated people would suffer a loss here, so he really couldn't explain it to Mr. Nie, so he hurriedly stepped forward to inquire about the situation.
The Yamen official walked up to Mrs. Qian and said eagerly: "Are these sold to outsiders?"
Mrs. Qian said: "They are all. There just happened to be a shortage of manpower in the village and we couldn't carry them to the city, so we sold them all to them."
The officer's eyes flickered: "They are all relocated people. They just encountered bandits again. It's not easy for them all... I don't know..."
When Mrs. Qian heard this, she understood something and immediately darkened her face. However, before she could speak, Zhao Luoyang who was beside her already said: "Ah Nai and the others sold them to us at a low price. They know that our journey has been difficult, so for
We collected a lot of money."
this……
To be honest, the government official didn't know whether he should believe it or not. After all, the words came from a little girl. Wouldn't it be easy for so many villagers to fool a little girl?
"Don't believe it?" Mrs. Qian snorted coldly and looked at Zhao Luoyang, "Girl, if you can't sell it for so much money, you can carry it back to grandma, and grandma will return the money you spent, and these things will be in vain.
I gave it to you."
"Grandma," Zhao Luoyang said with a smile, "if I come across something good when I go to the market, I will buy some for you."
The old and the young are as close as a family.
The officer suddenly felt that his words were redundant.
Zhao Xueli, who was not far away, was secretly glad that he didn't ask the price rashly, otherwise the person who felt uncomfortable now would not have been the cadre but him.
"Dad." Zhao Luoyang called Zhao Xueli affectionately.
Zhao Xueli hurriedly stepped forward and saluted Mrs. Qian.
Mrs. Qian smiled and nodded: "You have raised a good daughter. You must take good care of her. She will benefit from your family in the future."
Zhao Xueli responded.
Mrs. Qian said: "It's getting late. You should go quickly. We have to go to the market to sell so many things for a while."
Zhao Xueli took out the remaining silver, and Zhao Luoyang and Zhao Yuanrang paid it to the villagers in lump sums.
The villagers helped organize everything.
Zhao Xuejing and Ding Maosheng, who were waiting on the side but did not enter the village, saw this situation and stepped forward one after another.
Thanks to the large number of people who followed me to the government office this time, otherwise the Zhao family would not be able to carry it alone.
After leaving Qianjia Village, Zhao Xueli, who had been holding back all the way, finally couldn't help but said: "Do you know the price of rice here?"
"Rice is harvested at seventy cents per dou," Zhao Luoyang said, "Grandma Qian will not lie to us."
Seventy coins per bucket.
Hearing this, the officer also breathed a sigh of relief: "That's really not expensive. You can sell it for at least seventy-four cents when you carry it in the city."
Zhao Xueyi smiled naively: "We collected more than ten shi from the rice alone. Sister Luo also helped the villagers write letters and earned dozens of wang."
Zhao Xueli looked at the bamboo baskets that everyone was carrying. With so many things, they had at least made a few bucks. How could it be so easy? Why did he feel that it was not real?
Even Nie Shuang was surprised this time. He looked at Zhao Luoyang: "Are you still literate?"
Zhao Luoyang nodded: "I know a few words, but not many. Fortunately, the words used in the villagers' letters are all common."
After speaking, Zhao Luoyang thanked the yamen beside Nie Shuang. The yamen asked Mrs. Qian because he was afraid that they would suffer a loss, but also out of good intentions.
The officer smiled and said: "Old Mrs. Qian is not easy to talk to on weekdays. She can sell things to you at low prices. That's because the little girl has caught her eye. Making money is your own ability. When we enter the city, I will take you to the food store."
Shop, ask the shopkeeper to collect the rice."
Everyone talked casually, only Shi Jiu in Zhao Luoyang's mind was paying attention to Nie Shuang through Zhao Luoyang.
Nie Shuang sighed silently: "It's all because of banditry. I hope this time we can wipe out all the bandits nearby."
The government official bowed and said, "There are more than just this group of ruthless bandits hiding in the mountains. Our government office has conducted raids many times, but unfortunately many people have escaped. This time, sir, I have to rely on your help."
"We couldn't clean it out in the past because someone tipped it off," Nie Shuang said calmly, "I hope it won't happen this time."
There was a cold light in Nie Shuang's eyes. If there were any collaborators in the other government offices, he would find them out one by one.
It's always pretty to have to be really pretty to have to be really really really really pretty...
There are...
The Wuwei Army...is it really in decline?
How long has it been since?
Shi Jiu seemed to remember a lot at once, but those pictures remained in his mind in small pieces, making it difficult for him to sort them out for a while.
Wu Weijun, his Wu Weijun.
Prince Yu's Mansion, Xiao Yu, the young prince of Yu.
"Your Majesty."
"Brother Yu."
Shi Jiu suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, and Zhao Luoyang, who was carrying a bamboo basket, seemed to feel something, and his eyes suddenly turned black.