"You don't understand. Do you know how much a bushel of wheat harvested by grain merchants in the countryside costs today?"
"How many?"
"Twenty-eight cents!" Mr. Bai snorted and said: "It was still thirty cents ago, but today it has been reduced to twenty-eight cents, so they can make a loss every time they enter and exit. The amount they entered is still
If it’s not a lot, you’ll lose more.”
Mr. Bai put his hands behind his head, shook his legs and said with a smile: "You don't even think about how old they are this year. Not to mention our silly boy, how old is Shanbao who can make the decision? Not to mention that little girl Manbao is older than
Shanbao is still one year younger."
So even though Mr. Bai was cheated, he was very happy.
"What's even better is that this time they are empty-handed." Mr. Bai only found out from the housekeeper after the three children left. It turned out that not long after they left today, a batch of grain was transported into the village. According to the housekeeper,
He said that the food didn't even enter the door, so he went directly to the village to exchange wheat seeds with others.
He also followed to join in the fun, and then he realized that the food came from Longzhou.
Mr. Bai is not stupid. After a little thought, he will understand where the food comes from.
He just said, even if the three children are not short of money, but everyone is short of food at the moment, how can the people in the village sell all the wheat to them?
He had previously wondered whether the three children had paid a high price to buy out the wheat, and he also laughed in his mind. They were fighting with each other, which made the people in the village benefit.
As a result, the three children did something much more amazing than he expected, and they actually came up with a way to exchange food for food.
One pound and two taels are exchanged for one pound. The villagers of Qili Village have benefited and are grateful, and the cost to them is not high.
If you sell it to him, you can make such a huge sum of money. Let alone when he was eight or nine years old, even now he can't make it more beautiful than this.
This method was already brilliant, but what was even more brilliant was that they did not even buy the grain they exchanged in cash, but directly on credit from Longzhou.
Mr. Bai clasped his hands in front of his belly and sighed quietly: "This is really like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead."
Mrs. Bai hesitated and said: "Don't count, our son is not that smart. You used to say that my uncle is smart, and I didn't really believe it. But now that I hear you say it, I believe it."
This uncle is naturally Bai Shanbao's biological father Bai Qi.
Mr. Bai, who accidentally understood his wife's hidden meaning:...
He decided to go to bed because he would have to go next door next morning to take a look at the wheat seeds they had recovered.
Zhou Dalang and Zhou Erlang held up torches and walked to Qianjia Village. As soon as they entered the village, the torches were burned down to only a few flames.
There is only time to light up the road ahead of you.
The two of them went to Uncle Qian's house in the dark and knocked gently on the door.
The Qian family had gone to bed early, and Uncle Qian had fallen asleep, so it took several knocks on the door before he heard it.
Aunt Qian, who was still feeling lightheaded, pushed Uncle Qian when she heard it.
Uncle Qian shouted out in a daze, woke up his eldest son who was sleeping next door, and asked him to take a look. He got up with his eyes closed, put on his clothes, and put them on.
Qian Dalang muttered and went to open the door. He was startled when he saw the person outside the door, "Cousin? Why are you here?"
Zhou Dalang whispered: "Let's go in and talk."
Qian Dalang quickly let the two of them in, and he hurriedly ran to find his father, "Dad, it's my cousin and the others."
Uncle Qian put on his clothes in the dark, with his eyes still closed, and asked, "Which cousin is it?"
"Oh, there is another cousin, my aunt's cousin, my eldest cousin and my second cousin came here together."
Uncle Qian was so excited that he almost fell off the bed, "Is this your aunt?"
Uncle Qian shook his hands and said, "That's not right. Didn't someone ask me how your aunt is doing well? Why is she not doing well?"
Aunt Qian was also startled and quickly got up from the bed, "Did you give me a white cloth?"
Qian Dalang: "...No, dad, I think the faces of the eldest cousin and the second cousin are quite normal, it doesn't look like something happened..."
Uncle Qian's face was still very solemn. He usually came to the house at night, unless he was a neighbor, otherwise it was usually for random reasons.
Uncle Qian put on his clothes and went out. Qian Erlang also got up and lit an oil lamp. He moved chairs for the two of them, yawned and asked, "What happened?"
Uncle Qian happened to come out. Zhou Dalang and Zhou Erlang immediately got up and called one "Dad" and the other "Uncle".
Uncle Qian pressed his hands and asked, "What happened?"
Zhou Dalang glanced around and saw that the children were not up and they were all adults. He breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his voice to talk about the wheat seeds.
When Zhou Dalang said that a bushel of wheat seeds sold for one hundred and fifty cents, not only the Qian brothers, but also Uncle Qian's eyes lit up.
Uncle Qian swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice: "Does your father say this can be done?"
"Okay, my father said, let me choose the best wheat seeds. As long as the seeds are good, it will be fine. Let me tell you where the second and third uncles are." Zhou Dalang said: "My father said, you don't need to bring it.
There have been so many things in the past, one person per person, one load at a time, we arrived home before dawn and put them quietly into my barn, no one would know if we didn’t say anything.”
Uncle Qian nodded, glanced at his two sons, and then frowned, "Where's the third child? Why is he sleeping like a dead pig?"
Qian Dalang said: "Then I'll call him."
"No need to scream for now," Uncle Qian said: "There are only two pairs of bamboo baskets at home. You can go find a few more bags and put one more on top of the wheat later. We will go directly with the bags."
Uncle Qian and Zhou Dalang promised: "Don't worry, dad, the seeds of your family are really good. When we go to harvest this spring, our wheat is the best in the village. Previously, in addition to keeping enough for my own
In addition to the wheat seeds, I also packed the first batch of wheat separately. At that time, someone in the village told me that I wanted to change wheat seeds."
But now Uncle Qian doesn't plan to exchange the particularly good wheat seeds, and just picks them up and sells them to Lao Zhou's house.
Zhou Dalang nodded.
Uncle Qian became happy. He glanced at the moon outside and said, "Don't worry about your second uncle. He always does things meticulously. These things must have been arranged long ago. Your third uncle..."
Uncle Qian paused and then said: "Fortunately, your third aunt has a plan in mind, and your two cousins are also diligent, so there should be no problem. At worst, I will go find him earlier. Even if I am not prepared, we will settle it now."
"
Zhou Zuorang nodded repeatedly. This was a good idea. Otherwise, it would be a big deal if he told his third uncle in advance whether he could sleep or not. It would be bad if he yelled and went out.
Zhou Dalang was also very worried about his third uncle's temperament, "Then when we come back..."
"After he got money, does he dare to do anything outside?" Uncle Qian said: "Don't worry, I'm watching. If he dares to talk outside, I'll beat him to death."