Chapter 300: You are about to lose a younger brother
Qi Kang'an and his daughter had sneaked into a noodle shop that made clear soup to eat noodles. Gao Dayou and Xie Bingrong were also with them.
Xie Pingrong slurped his noodles and said, "Brother An, it turns out that Huaishan Mountain is not only used as food, it can also be used as medicine.
I was very lucky today. I met the shopkeeper of a medicine shop called Beiyang Medicine Shop in Yong'an City. He said that our Huaishan, whether raw or dried, can be sold directly in his medicine shop in the future.
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Gao Dayou also nodded repeatedly, grinning and showing his big white teeth, "I heard it true. The drugstore shopkeeper also bought all the game for me and Er Niu. He was very generous with the money."
He and Er Niu went up the mountain together yesterday and caught a few pheasants and a robe. Since there weren't many things, Er Niu didn't come today, so he carried them on his back to sell them, and he would split the money with Er Niu when he got back.
He originally thought that wild game would be difficult to sell, but he was worried when he heard that there were nearby villages that relied on hunting like Leijia Village in the past. There were specialized people who went into the village to collect game animals and then transported them to towns or cities for sale.
Someone will lower the price because of this.
Unexpectedly, not even half an hour after I put it there, I met a big customer.
Qi Kangan came closer and asked in a mysterious voice: "Brother An, do you know the price of Brother Xie's Huaishan?"
Qi Kang'an snorted without raising his eyebrows: "What's the price?"
"Forty cents per catty." Each of his rabbits only cost eight cents.
"One catty is forty cents, brother An, think about it. Those piles of yam we found on the mountain are the only piles of yam we dug out. They were not even five thousand catties, but maybe three or four thousand catties. After drying, even if the weight is reduced by half,
There is always about a thousand kilograms left.
A pound is forty cents, so how much silver is that?"
He even said 40 cents a pound three times, which shows that Gao Dayou was shocked by the price.
Qi Kang'an finally looked up at him, his face speechless, and he didn't even bother to roll his eyes.
Xie Bingrong, who was opposite him, was still looking at Gao Dayou with his face in his mouth.
The only one who was not affected was the little fat girl holding a bowl and drinking soup.
After all, they are brothers who have a life-long friendship. It is not easy to let people continue to be stupid. Qi Kang'an raised his eyebrows and asked: "How many people are there in our village?"
Gao Dayou was still immersed in the joy of making money, and his brother, who had not noticed the fateful friendship, looked at him like a fool at the moment, and replied very naturally: "Three hundred and seventy-one people."
"Forty coins are a pound, and a thousand pounds is forty taels. Whether you count the number of people or the number of households, think carefully about it. How much can everyone get in their hands?"
Gao Dayou was a little confused by this question. He felt that something was wrong, but what was wrong?
After pondering for a while, he finally realized, "Brother An, that's not right. Why should the whole village be divided?"
Doesn’t it belong to whoever digs it out?
Xie Bingrong, who was stunned at first, nodded repeatedly. He sold about three hundred kilograms today. According to what Brother An said, the more than one tael of silver he had just received would have been divided before he could even hold it in his hands.
Qi Kang'an drank up the soup at the bottom of the bowl and wiped his mouth, "Of course it belongs to whoever dug it."
Xie Bingrong breathed a long sigh of relief, and Gao Dahu's tense face also relaxed.
"But think about it, can we hide the fact that Huaishan can be sold for money? Will everyone go digging in the mountains by then?"
In the past, it was just for food, but now that I can make money from this, I can’t wait to live in the mountains!
Gao Dayou and Xie Pingrong looked at each other, and they both saw in their eyes, "Let's go dig more immediately when we get home."
Qi Kang'an also saw what they were thinking, but he didn't think there was anything wrong. They were not all making trouble.
It's so rare to find something that can make some money. It's still an unowned thing. It's just a matter of working harder and digging more. What's wrong with that?
As for whether they were prepared to tell the villagers that Huaishan could be sold for money, was it important?
As Qi Kang'an said just now, there were quite a few people coming to the market in Qijia Village today, and the market wasn't that big. Just when the father and daughter were waiting for the sweet potatoes to be cooked, there were so many people coming out of the village today.
I saw seven, seven or eight.
How can I hide it?
But... "Everyone knows that you better say nothing about this after you go back. Especially Pingrong, you mentioned selling Huaishan to the villagers on the way to explore the road, and now you have successfully sold it, if you go back
Being silent will do you no good."
The more I can't hide it, the more I have to say it.
The excitement of the two people suddenly cooled down. After hearing Qi Kangan's reminder, they both nodded heavily to express their understanding.
Especially Xie Pingrong, he broke out in a cold sweat.
I was so excited about making money that I actually forgot about it. If Brother An hadn't reminded him, and if he hadn't told the village that Huaishan could be sold for money, the friendship between the coffin and the coffin would have been in vain.
They were originally from a foreign surname, but they finally integrated into Qijia Village completely. It would be very unsightly if they had any quarrels with everyone because of this matter.
After being reminded, Qi Kang'an ignored them. Seeing that his daughter had finished eating, he took out the coins and put them on the table, then picked up his daughter and left.
"Bao, what do you want to buy?"
Qi Bao'er shook her head. She was not saving money for her family, but buying something she really didn't want to buy.
The emperor rewarded her with gold, silver and jewels, but the queen was attentive and rewarded her not only with gold and silver jewels, but also with things she used in daily life. It can be said that in recent years, from the time she opened her eyes to the time she closed them, the whole day
All wrapped up.
Produced by the Royal Palace, what else can compare to this?
"Wait a minute, Dad, do you think that is who it is?"
Qi Kang'an looked along the street corner pointed by Little Fatty's claws. There were quite a few people coming and going, but he didn't recognize any of them.
"who?"
Qi Baoer suddenly looked at her father with sympathy, held her silly father's face in her hands and went over to kiss him.
"Dad, you are going to lose a brother."
The silly father, who was feeling happy because his daughter had not kissed her for several days, said: "...Ah? What?"
"Dad, I saw my third uncle. He was with a woman. The woman had a big belly. The third uncle had his arms around her waist and his hands were still protecting her belly."
Knock the key points on the blackboard: Big belly!
Even if her third uncle really did something, it's only been so long, and his belly can't be as big as five or six months.
No wonder her father beat her third uncle to death that day.
This means that he is not only willing to wear a cuckold on his head, but also willing to become a father!
Third uncle, cow.
I don't care whether Qi Kangfu is a bull or not. Anyway, Qi Kang'an is about to be furious right now, and he promises that if Qi Kang'an doesn't peel off a layer of his skin today, he will take his surname.
He believed in his daughter's eyesight very much, saying that if he saw her third uncle, he would never see someone else.
He was so disobedient that he didn't even listen to his father's words, he didn't even care about the family's reputation, and most importantly, he didn't worry at all about whether it would harm his daughter.
With a dark face, he put his daughter down, took her hand and put it into the hands of Gao Dayou who was chasing after him, rolled up his sleeves and headed over there.
"Protect my daughter, if she loses a hair, you will be dead."
Gao Dayou busily knelt down and picked up the lucky doll. Why should he hold it? He should hold it securely.
Bian looked at Qi Kangan's back in surprise, looking like he was going to fight with someone, "Brother An, what's going on?"
Xie Bingrong also looked curious, "I don't know."
I can only be sure that it is not a good thing, otherwise Brother An would not be so angry.
