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Chapter 23 Selling Firewood

It took the three siblings three trips to bring home the firewood they picked up that day.

They were unloaded in the first two trips and piled in the yard. They were not put in the woodshed. The weather was good during this period and there was no sign of rain. They were all taken to the city to be sold and put in the woodshed.

Still have to move out.

There was no unloading on the last trip, only the cattle.

Firewood of various sizes was piled three or four feet high on the board. Several sacks of loose wool were also packed in sacks and pressed tightly. One sack weighed seventy or eighty kilograms.

Although this pine hair is not resistant to burning, it is needed in every household to start a fire. Thick firewood cannot be burned at once.

After unloading the cattle, Qiao Mingjin used hemp rope to reinforce the firewood on the cart board front and back to prevent it from falling off. Because he didn't know the price of pine wool, he only put two sacks of pine wool on the cart.

"Sister, how much can this car be sold for?" Mingqi and Mingheng asked, having never sold firewood before.

"A load of it can be sold for about ten cents. If it's rough firewood, it can be sold for fifteen cents a load. It shouldn't be a problem to sell this cart for fifty cents."

The two twins suddenly became happy.

"You make more money than dad! Sister, from now on, let's collect firewood and sell it every day, right?"

Qiao Mingjin laughed and said: "It's too much to go here every day. If you don't feel tired now, you will be too tired to walk when you get up early tomorrow morning. Besides, we have to take the things we picked up to the city to sell, and we can pick them up and sell them all day long."

One day is just enough to take a rest."

The two siblings kept shouting that they were not tired, and Xiao Wan'er was also shaking her head and making milky sounds saying that she was not tired.

Qiao Mingjin laughed.

She had been lifting bamboo poles for a day and cutting firewood for a day, but her arms could no longer be lifted.

The four of them cooked sweet potato rice, reheated yesterday's chicken, stir-fried another dish, and had a simple dinner.

Then Qiao Mingjin boiled water for several people to take a bath, and she put hot towels on both arms and massaged them from time to time, otherwise she would not be able to catch the bus tomorrow...

At the beginning of the next day, before dawn, Qiao Mingjin woke up.

As expected, both arms were aching slightly. After I lifted them up a little, they were very sore and swollen. Qiao Mingjin shook them back and forth, and after feeling slightly better, I got up to cook.

I still cooked a pot of sweet potato porridge and baked some pancakes to take with me on the road.

After it was done, my daughter and siblings still hadn't gotten up.

Qiao Mingjin thought for a while, then went to the opposite door and called Mingheng, asking Mingqi and Wan'er to stay at home.

However, Mingqi and Wan'er were awakened by the siblings' movements. They looked aggrieved and tearful, like abandoned children.

Qiao Mingjin relented.

So in Xiahe Village at dawn, without even hearing the first rooster crow, an ox cart pulled a full load of firewood out of the village.

Although Sister Xiu's carriage has fences on all four sides, the fence is hidden underneath just by stacking firewood, and even the outer wooden boards cannot accommodate people.

The pile of firewood is too high and it is not easy to sit on the pile of firewood.

Qiao Mingjin simply asked Mingqi and Xiao Wan'er to spread a piece of thick felt cloth and sit on the back of the cow. She and Mingheng sat on the front support of the cart with a small amount of space.

It's just that the firewood is burning my back, and it's really uncomfortable to sit for a long time.

Qiao Mingjin and Mingheng would come down for a walk from time to time. The three children didn't get enough sleep early in the morning and were so sleepy.

Qiao Mingjin felt sorry for Mingheng, so she let him sit on the back of the bull too.

She herself was afraid that her three children would fall asleep on the road, so she stopped riding in the ox-cart. She kept walking beside the ox's back, looking at the three of them from time to time, protecting Ichigo, and from time to time carrying the three of them to sit upright.

Already.

Wan'er sat between the two of them, and soon fell asleep on Ming Qi's back.

Mingqi, who was sitting in the front, also nodded his head straight down. Mingheng was also very sleepy, but still stretched out his arms to hug the two of them in a sensible way. From time to time, he talked to Qiao Mingjin who was walking next to him to distract his attention.

Qiao Mingjin saw the three of them staggering around on the back of the cow. She had to rush to protect them from time to time to prevent the three of them from falling. She followed the cow in stride, and sometimes had to trot a few steps to keep up.

I feel a little sour in my heart.

I don’t know if it’s because I feel sorry for the three children or something else...

A few people walked slowly and didn't reach Qingchuan County until late afternoon or early afternoon.

Qingchuan County is a relatively large county town, and the county government is also located here. There is no such thing as a large market or a small market in Songshan County. There is a market every day.

Besides, what she sells is firewood, and she doesn't have to go early in the morning like those who sell vegetables.

Of course, there may be more firewood sellers in the early days, and more people come to choose. But every household needs firewood every day, and she is not afraid that she will not be able to sell it, but she will only be short of a few cents.

The city gate in Qingchuan County is quite large. In the morning, there will be two yamen at the city gate, one on the left and one on the right, collecting the two-liter tax money from the traders. Qiao Mingjin may have arrived too late, and the yamen are not here now. It saves money.

Gave her two copper coins.

At this moment, the three children became more energetic and looked around curiously on the back of the cow.

Mingheng often goes to Songshan Market, but this is his first time in Qingchuan County. Not to mention Shengqi and Xiaowaner.

Seeing someone looking at them, Mingheng and Mingqi slipped off the back of the cow at the city gate. Both of them were older and felt embarrassed. Only Xiao Wan'er was still sitting on the back of the cow with two big eyes.

Looking around gruntingly.

Qiao Mingjin was also buying and selling firewood for the first time, so she was a little unsure. After entering the city gate, she looked around.

Her original intention was to find a restaurant, a food shop, a blacksmith shop, or something that could provide long-term household supplies, so that she wouldn't have to go to the market every time and wait for people to come up to pick. But now she

I haven't figured out the way yet.

There was an old man walking towards the city gate carrying an empty basket frame. He glanced at Qiao Mingjin. She was a delicate little lady with three children and no one in charge...

Then he kindly stepped forward and said: "Is this your first time going to the city to do business? Your cart of firewood is very good. Go to the market on North Street in front. They are all vegetables and chickens selected by the farmers.

, there are people selling firewood every day. It’s just that the gathering is about to break up, so you’re too late.”

Qiao Mingjin thanked him and said, "My home is far away and my child is small, so I walk a little slower."

I thanked the old man again and again and walked towards North Street.

Sure enough, there were only two or three farmers on North Street. Most of them had sold most of their goods and had some leftovers picked up by others.

Qiao Mingjin looked around, and sure enough, she didn't see the firewood seller.

ps: Thanks to "Xinren" for the reward. Thank you very much.


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