The women were chatting about food, and the men were chatting about food and occasionally interjecting a few naughty jokes, and before they knew it, they arrived in Jiuchang Town.
There is no comparison between Jiuchang Town and Yong'an City. It is a small town with four walls. After entering the city gate, it is not much different from the Sanhe Town they once passed by, but it is relatively larger.
I don’t know whether it’s because it’s a market day today, or because Jiuchang Town doesn’t have the custom of collecting city fees. The city gates are wide open and there are city guards, but the people go directly into the city.
There's no need to ask where the market is. Everyone has the same goal today. Just follow wherever they go.
Today, the father and daughter of Lao Qi's family, Qi Kang'an and Qi Bao'er, did not bring anything to sell. It was just because the stupid father wanted to take his daughter out to relax.
Jiuchang Town governs a total of thirteen villages including Qijia Village, and Qijia Village, with a population of more than 400 people, is still the smallest among the thirteen villages. You can imagine how lively it will be today.
To say it is crowded is an understatement.
There is a variety of things for sale.
There are those selling raw food like Xie Pingrong's, there are those selling cooked food, there are those who make their own baskets and frames, etc., etc., all kinds of varieties.
In a corner not far in front of them, an old man and a young man in tattered clothes squatted awkwardly on the ground. In front of them was a gray open sack, which contained about twenty or thirty kilograms of weight.
sweet potato.
Obviously no one knew the sweet potatoes. People passing by would only glance at the sack and walk away in a hurry, making the light in the eyes of the old man and the young man even dimmer.
Qi Kangan thought: His daughter is really a lucky baby. He has been worrying about how to take out the seeds of sweet potatoes and potatoes in a fair way. This is not "fair and fair".
He walked over with his daughter on his back and said, "Husband, what are you selling?"
Qi Baoer: "..." Are you really good at pretending?
The old man stood up when he heard someone asking for help. He bent over and rubbed his hands and said with no confidence: "I, we don't know what it is called. We only know that it can be eaten, but we are very hungry."
Qi Kang'an pursed his lips in disbelief, "We've all seen this thing before. Do you think it's edible? Isn't it poisonous?"
Qi Kang'an was well-dressed. Although he was not wearing a round collar, the fabric was better than the others around him. He also showed some momentum when leading people along the way. At first glance, he was not an ordinary person.
Just standing there attracted the attention of many people, and his voice did not weaken, which made many people stop.
It's just that I feel that what Qi Kang'an asked was a bit malicious.
Not wanting to get into trouble, they all stayed a few meters away to watch the excitement.
There is also no Qijia Village nearby, otherwise, it would be more like bullying the grandfather and grandson.
The old man was obviously an honest man. When asked by Qi Kang'an, he was so frightened that his face turned pale. He didn't even dare to refute. His hands were shaking and his lips were trembling, so he couldn't reply.
It was his grandson who rushed over and stood in front of the old man. He was obviously frightened, but the little man who was less than 1 meter tall still stood up straight.
"It's not poisonous. It's not just us who have eaten it but it's fine. All the people in Xialin Village have eaten it and it's fine. If you don't believe it, you can go to our Xialin Village and ask."
Qi Kang'an didn't have the sense to bully a child at all, and sneered, "You guys who don't know what you are doing are worth a trip to Xialin Village?"
The children were so angry and anxious when they heard that the person in front of them didn't believe them, and when they saw the people around them pointing fingers at them, they suddenly turned around and picked up a sweet potato to gnaw on it.
He bit the sweet potato with the soil on it, and said while biting, "If you don't believe me, I will eat it for you to see."
Qi Kang'an: "..."
Qi Baoer: "..."
Why is this kid so tough?
"Okay, okay, okay, don't eat it. It's still muddy, so it's not too bad. Is this really edible? Are you really hungry?"
The child was still holding the sweet potato and nodded repeatedly. He wiped the mud from the corner of his mouth and didn't care that there was still mud in his mouth: "Master, it can be eaten. No one in our village has eaten it. In order not to starve to death, we can only go to the mountains to find it.
Then I found this in a mountain col.
My milk is sick, but our family has no money to treat her, so we want to take it out and see if we can sell it for some money."
Qi Kangan's eyes flashed and he asked again: "How do you eat this food?"
Perhaps because his attitude had some hope of being sold, the child became more courageous and answered in a louder voice: "We usually boil them in water, but when we are really hungry, there are also some
food."
"Cook and eat?" Qi Kang'an looked left and right.
It just so happened that there was a live stall selling lo mein not far away [wherever the push cart makes business], what was even more coincidental was that the owner of this noodle stall was a person who loved to join in the fun.
There was no need for Qi Kang'an to say anything, he had already pushed the cart over by himself, shouting as he walked: "This master, he said he can cook it. I have a pot, water and firewood here, I will help you cook it."
It’s true that he loves to join in the fun, but he’s not a fool who doesn’t want to make money.
The reason why he was so positive was because when he just saw this man buying cakes for the girl in his arms, he took the money out of his sleeve pocket.
Thinking again, this person seems to have been paying attention to whether those lumps can be full...
This person is a well-established person. Either he has a group of people under his control, or he has a group of people under his control.
If you feel sleepy, someone will give you a pillow, and you will be happy to pray for your health, "Okay, let me borrow your stuff."
He took out twenty copper coins strung together from his sleeve pocket and threw it over, "This is for you."
The noodle stall owner took the money very smoothly, his face turned into a smile and he thanked me repeatedly, "Thank you, sir, for the reward. Thank you, sir for the reward."
It is common sense that people who take out money from their pockets are rich or distinguished people.
The people around him looked at Qi Kang'an differently. They were no longer just looking at the fun, but were three parts respectful and four parts fearful.
The people do not fight against the officials, and the people do not fight against the rich.
Normally, everyone would have escaped long ago.
It's just that now everyone is very curious about whether the soil lump that has been ignored can be eaten, because of the news of Qi Kangan's arrival.
Not everyone at the market is there to buy or sell things, there are quite a few people who are just joining in the fun, so when the sweet potatoes are being cooked, the number of people around them increases instead of decreasing.
However, although there are more and more people, it is not noisy.
Characteristics of the times, who asked for a person with status here?
Qi Kangan and his daughter sat and waited on the stools brought by the noodle stall owner.
Half an hour later··
Someone nearby sniffed around, "Do you smell anything? It smells weird."
"It smells like it's coming from the pot. I wonder if those lumps of earth are really edible?"
"It's not like you can eat it just because it smells good. We've never seen that stuff before."
The first person to eat crab requires more than just courage.
"That's true."
"Let's see again. If it's really edible, I'll remember what the lumps look like. Let's go up the mountain and look for them. I just heard the young and old say that those things are very hungry."
How many people in this world can truly have enough to eat?
