"Buy it." Although people's livelihood outside is difficult, her expenses have not decreased and she still has money to buy candy.
And being stuck at home, this is one of her few hobbies.
Man Bao took out a large bag of candies wrapped in oil paper bags and gave them to her. Fu Wenyun naturally couldn't count, so he asked Qiu Yue to give her a bunch of money, and then sent her to the door, "If you have time to come to the county seat, you must come to the county seat."
You want to see me."
Man Bao nodded sharply and said: "My second brother may set up a stall in the street dedicated to selling agricultural products in Nancheng recently. If you want to write to me, ask Qiuyue to find my second brother."
Fu Wenyun said he understood.
Two friends waved goodbye.
The people living in this area were the families of county magistrates, county captains, chief registrars and other officials. Liu Lang was familiar with this area and took them directly to knock on the door.
Perhaps because of the refugee situation, the person who opens the door must ask first, open a gap, and then open the door after confirming that it is someone he knows.
The customer base that Zhou Lang and them developed spans a wide range, ranging from old ladies in their 60s and 70s to children as young as five or six years old.
Of course, the latter are mainly customers of Friday Lang and Saturday Lang.
Children in this area especially like the candies they sell.
When the children inside heard Liu Lang's voice, they all ran out and crowded at the door to look at Liu Lang, "Are there any candies for sale today?"
Saturday Lang nodded, "Yes, how many do you want?"
"I want ten!"
"I want five!"
"My eldest sister is rich, I will call her."
"Yes, let eldest sister buy more."
An older girl was surrounded by people. There were only two servants in their house, one of whom was working in the kitchen, and the other was standing by the door watching them and not letting them run out.
The little girl who came was obviously very familiar with Saturday Lang, and she asked, "Have you been to the magistrate's house?"
"yes."
"Have you met Miss Fu Er?"
Liu Lang opened his mouth to speak, but Man Bao secretly tugged on his sleeve, stuck his head out from behind and said, "I've met Sister Qiuyue."
"Oh," the young lady's interest diminished a bit. She looked at the candies they sold to her younger brothers and sisters and asked, "Is this the same candies you sell to Miss Fu Er?"
Man Bao nodded, "Exactly the same."
The young lady was satisfied and nodded: "You can give me as much as Miss Fu Er bought."
Man Bao rudely reached into his cloth bag, took out a package of wrapped candies from Ke Ke and gave it to her, "One package contains one hundred candies."
The little girl's face was slightly stiff. One hundred coins equaled one hundred coins. Although her father was the chief bookkeeper, a bunch of money was still a lot for her.
But the words had already been spoken, and it was impossible for her to change them. She took the sugar packet and said with a stiff face: "You wait here, I will get it."
Saturday Lang went to look at Ma Baobao's cloth bag, "I thought your bag could only hold two packets of candy, but it can actually hold three packets?"
Man Bao nodded proudly, she could pretend as much as she wanted.
While she was going to get the money, Man Bao asked Daya to come out with several flower baskets and give them to these little customers. Man Bao said: "Thank you for taking care of our business all the time. These flower baskets are for you."
Gift."
The little customers screamed and took it one after another. Not to mention that the flower basket was very beautiful, but it was not beautiful. Even though it was a plain gift, they were very happy.
Besides, these flower baskets are very beautiful.
Two girls who were about the same age as Man Bao felt that the flower basket was more expensive than the candies they bought, so they were embarrassed to accept it.
Man Bao was very generous. He waved his little hand and said, "Just take it if I give it to you."
A young customer asked, "Are you coming again tomorrow?"
Man Bao said: "If you want to eat sweets, come here."
"Then come on. I'll ask my dad for money tonight, and I can buy candies again tomorrow."
The little girl went there for a long time, but Man Bao was not bored at all. She was a chatty person and could talk to anyone.
When the little girl came over with a bunch of money, her younger brothers, sisters, cousins, and cousins were sitting on the threshold chatting with Man Bao. Man Bao not only knew how many people there were in his family, he even knew which village his mother came from.
, naturally knew that this was the bookkeeper of their county.
Man Bao also took a closer look inside and felt that although the house was beautiful, it was smaller than theirs.
The little girl didn't know anything, so she handed the money to Manbao, and Manbao also gave her a flower basket.
The little girl who was still a little worried about money became happy when she saw it and threw away her prejudice, "You did this? It's so beautiful."
A group of four people kept knocking on doors, selling candies, and delivering flower baskets all the way down.
Occasionally, if a family's child doesn't want to buy anything, Manbao will give him a flower basket. After all, he has taken care of their business for a long time, right?
Moreover, along the way, a lot of small bamboo baskets and flowers were sent away, making Liu Lang and Datou feel much more relaxed.
Therefore, the two of them were the most eager to give these things away.
After the flower baskets were delivered and the pack of candies that were opened for retail sale were sold out, everyone clapped their hands and went back to find Zhou Lang with satisfaction.
Of course, before going back, Man Bao led everyone to buy steamed buns.
After being out for so long, I'm really feeling a little hungry.
Thinking that her family needed money, Man Bao was so heartbroken that she did not choose meat buns, but said to the stall owner: "I want ten vegetarian buns."
The stall owner brought a big dried leaf and quickly picked up ten buns separately for her, five in each package, two packages in total.
Man Bao counted out ten coins and gave it to him. The stall owner was stunned for a moment. He glanced at Man Bao and felt that he was unfamiliar. He looked away and saw Liu Lang, then he recognized the person and said, "It's you, little brother, what are you doing?"
How long has it been since you last visited the county seat?"
Seeing that he didn't accept the money, Zhou Lang said, "It's been a while, what's the matter?"
Manbao also came to her senses. Remembering what the stall owner next door said in the morning about the increase in rice prices, she couldn't help but ask, "Has the price increased?"
The stall owner wiped his hands in embarrassment and said, "Isn't that right? The food in the grain store has skyrocketed. If I don't increase the price, I won't be able to continue this business."
"Then how much does a plain bag cost now?"
"Two cents each."
Manbao breathed a sigh of relief. Although it was expensive, it was still within her acceptance range.
Manbao counted out ten more coins and gave them to him.
The stall owner then accepted it, looked around, and whispered to Zhou Zuolang: "It's two cents now, and it may have to increase by another cent after a while."
He sighed sadly: "The price of grain was still thirty cents per dou this morning. At noon, people who went to buy rice said that it had risen to thirty-two cents."
Not only Manbao, but also Zhou Lang was stunned, "Isn't this rising too fast?"
"No, it's rising too fast."
The excitement of earning three hundred coins fell away, and Man Bao followed Zuo Zuorang back in a depressed mood.