Chapter 561 I think Jinbao is a little god of wealth
Not understanding Cantonese, Jin Bao and her fourth brother stared at her.
After Jiang Yun bargained for a while, he told Jin Bao, "He said it would cost at least thirty cents each."
"Ah?" Jinbao puffed up his lips, "Brother Aqiang said before that they cost fifty cents for two. He must have said it was too expensive."
After saying that, the little girl thought for a while and said to Jiang Yun: "Ask him, if I buy all the chickens in his chicken coop, can I be considered cheaper? If it exceeds 25 cents, I will definitely not
bought."
After listening to Jiang Yun's retelling, the chicken seller looked at Jinbao in disbelief for a while and asked suspiciously: "I still have twenty-four chickens here. How much money do you have?"
"He said he still has twenty-four chickens in the cage and is worried that we don't have enough money."
Jinbao calculated in his mind that if he counted twenty-four chickens as two and a half cents each, that would be exactly six yuan.
She took out a five-yuan RMB note from her pocket and said, "I only have five yuan left. Think about whether to sell it..."
The chicken seller is an old farmer in his sixties. Although he does not speak Mandarin, because the village chief has often broadcast Mandarin radio news in recent years to let everyone learn to understand Mandarin, he basically understands what Jinbao said.
Can understand.
"Five yuan is too little, at least six yuan, no less." After saying that, he made a six sign with his hand.
Jin Bao pointed to some of the chicks with their heads hanging down and said: "This one, this one, and that one...these chicks are all dying. Maybe if I buy them home, they will die tonight."
If it falls, I’m willing to pay five yuan, which is already a lot.”
"Will you die? These chickens are just sleeping..."
In order to make Jinbao believe that the chicken was just sleeping, the old farmer stuffed branches into the chicken coop and poked the chicken. However, the chicken was motionless and seemed to be dead.
He was stunned immediately. It was strange that this chicken was fine before...
After a while, more and more dejected chickens appeared, and the originally twittering cage of chickens became silent.
"Ah! Aren't they all dead?" Su Xiaosi exclaimed from the side.
Jin Bao's brows furrowed and his voice was soft and soft, "Otherwise I'd better not buy it. If I buy a bunch of dead chickens, my father will definitely scold me."
The old man selling chickens became anxious, "No, he's definitely not dead..."
Before he could finish speaking, when Jin Bao turned around to leave, he quickly grabbed her and said: "Come on, let's go, little sister, five yuan, just five yuan, I will give you all the chickens and the chicken coop,"
Well, I’ll give you two more ducklings, what do you want?”
Jiang Yun and Jin Bao translated his words, "He said he would give you all the chickens for five yuan, the chicken coop, and two more ducklings."
Jin Bao felt that it was not easy for the old man to sell chickens. Although he bargained for a price, he did not say anything too outrageous. After counting it once and confirming that there were twenty-four chickens in the cage, he readily handed over five yuan and said, "Here you go."
.”
"Jin Bao, do you really want to buy from him?" Jiang Yun was a little anxious and persuaded, "Why don't you think about it again? These chickens are motionless, as if they are really dead. If you buy dead chickens,
This money will be wasted.”
When the old chicken seller heard this, he quickly grabbed the five yuan in his hand, stuffed two little ducks into the chicken coop, and handed it to Jinbao.
Jinbao took the chicken coop, said "thank you" and asked: "Grandpa, how can I sell this little duck?"
"This little duck is flat. If you want to buy it, I'll give it to you for 15 cents. What do you think?"
Jinbao understood what he said about ducks costing 15 cents each, and thought: It’s amazing, ducks are actually cheaper than chickens!
Maybe it's because the supply and marketing cooperative in town doesn't accept duck eggs? Otherwise, ducks are definitely more expensive than chickens, not to mention that duck meat is more delicious than chickens, duck eggs are also bigger, and as far as she knows, ducks are not easy to get sick and are easy to feed. …
It felt like a duckling cost only 15 cents. If he sold it by the catty at the county market in the future, he would not lose money no matter how he sold it. Jinbao did not negotiate the price anymore and just took out three yuan and said, "I want twenty ducklings."
"Ouch, okay, okay, let me count how many ducks there are in the cage. Just wait."
The old man beamed with joy. He counted the twenty-one ducks left in the cage and said with a smile: "Twenty-one ducks, all for you. I'll give you one as a gift. I sold out the goods early and just happened to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a pair of shoes." I gave it to my grandson when he got home, and his shoes were so tattered that he couldn't wear them."
"Jiang Yun, what did he say?" Su Xiaosi asked doubtfully.
"He said there were twenty-one ducks left in the cage, and they were all given to Jinbao, so I would give her one as a gift."
Jiang Yun was worried about the half-dead chickens in the cage in Jin Bao's hand, so he only translated half of the sentence and did not say any more.
Su Xiaosi couldn't help but ask: "What else? I heard he said he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy shoes?"
"Well, he thought that by clearing out these goods, he could go to the supply and marketing cooperative earlier to buy shoes for his grandson. His grandson's shoes are torn..."
"Oh, I feel like I can understand a little bit."
Speaking casually, Su Xiaosi mentioned a cage of chickens in Jin Bao's hand, "I'll pick it up."
Jinbao paid three yuan and asked, "Can you give me this cage too? Otherwise, I won't be able to take so many ducklings."
"Okay, I made this cage myself, you can take it away." The old man nodded readily and agreed.
He thought happily: He was so lucky today. He met such a little God of Wealth in the morning and bought all his goods directly. In the past, he had to sell from morning to evening.
Even so, when he closes the stall every day, he will still have many chickens and ducks left that cannot be sold.
By the time he returned to the village carrying the unsold chickens and ducks, his grandson was probably already asleep...
He can go home early today...
Thinking this way, he looked at Jin Bao with a smile on his face.
Su Xiaosi was holding a cage of chickens in his left hand and a cage of ducklings in his right hand. He asked his sister, "Jinbao, do we still want to buy rabbits? Do you still have the money dad gave you?"
"Fourth brother, you have gone to junior high school, have you forgotten the arithmetic you learned in elementary school? Can you calculate how much money I still have on hand now?"
"Dad gave you ten yuan. You bought the chicken for five yuan and the duck for three yuan. Two more yuan?"
Jiang Yun on the side said: "We also spent 60 cents on beef offal soup, so we still have one yuan and four."
"Yes, I forgot the beef offal soup..."
Su Xiaosi laughed and said: "One dollar and four can probably buy a little rabbit."
While he was looking around for the rabbit, Jiang Yun's attention was always on the chickens he was carrying and asked: "Xiao Si, can I help you carry these chickens? I want to see if they are sleeping or sick. , I stopped barking no matter what.”
"How many times have I told you? Jiang Yun, you have to call me brother, I am older than you..."
"Fourth brother, don't force me." Jin Bao said with a smile.
Su Xiaosi pouted, "Hey, okay, Xiaosi, just Xiaosi."
After reluctantly speaking, he handed the chicken cage to Jiang Yun, then leaned into his ear and whispered: "You don't have to worry so much. Since Jin Bao decided to buy these chickens, it means there is nothing wrong with them.