Chapter 122 The boss of the grain store’s hard work
Author: foraging swallows
Chapter 122 The boss of the grain store’s hard work
After successfully loading the grain into the car, An Liang and Anton drove the car, and the three of them headed to the grain store.
The rest of the family continued to peel peanuts, and they could peel forty or fifty kilograms of peanuts in one day, but this was already very good, after all, they had to be peeled by hand, and their fingers were sore.
But now, they couldn't care less about whether their fingers or headaches ached, they were all looking forward to the banquet in the restaurant later.
One, two, three, four, five or six, all of them put together, not one of them has ever eaten in a restaurant. How can you not be excited and excited?
Xia Qiyue, on the other hand, hurried to the grain store because she had already exceeded yesterday's appointment time and was afraid that the store manager wouldn't grind it for her.
When she arrived at the grain store, the shopkeeper was standing respectfully at the door to see off customers.
He looked respectful and humble, with a humble attitude that made Xia Qiyue couldn't help but look at the carriage in front of him a few more times.
After the carriage in front had gone far, Xia Qiyue got off the carriage and walked towards the door.
"Shopkeeper... I didn't delay your business, did I?" Xia Qiyue said as he walked, and the carriage behind him was driven by Liangzi Tozi and approached the entrance of the store.
"Ah, you're here, just in time. You're early and don't have time! Let the carriage go to the backyard! Just tell the people there!"
The shopkeeper said calmly, then entered the shop and ignored it.
Xia Qiyue had no choice but to let the two of them drive the carriage to the backyard of the grain store.
The door opened as soon as she knocked. Xia Qiyue told her why she was here, and the middle-aged man who seemed to be in charge of the backyard took her inside.
After weighing, the rice was carried in, but Xia Qiyue asked to follow him in, and they agreed.
They only thought that Xia Qiyue was a relative of the shopkeeper, so they had no intention of making things difficult.
Xia Qiyue looked at the donkey pulling the millstone outside the millstone, walking around and around, with his eyes covered, and he was very curious.
She had seen this kind of millstone when she was a child in her previous life. At that time, her grandma took her to grind fried rice to eat. It was not too delicious when mixed with yogurt.
That kind of cream is not whipped, it is made from fermented milk, which is the kind of cream that relies on butter to produce oil.
Xia Qiyue watched as the light yellow rice was slowly ground into white and translucent rice. It was a very magical tool.
However, as soon as the rice came out, the backyard manager couldn't wait any longer. After saying hello to Xia Qiyue, he hurried back to the grain store.
Xia Qiyue didn't pay much attention, just thinking that she had something to do, but unexpectedly, not long after, the shopkeeper hurried over, and she realized that the person in charge of the backyard ran away after seeing her rice.
The shopkeeper ran over panting and didn't bother to say hello to Xia Qiyue. He ran forward and grabbed a handful of freshly ground rice and looked at it carefully in his hand.
Rubbing it, smelling it and biting it, I muttered something like, "Good, wonderful, wonderful! I have been dealing with grains all my life, and I have never seen such high-quality polished rice. This is really high-quality rice!"
Next to him, the person in charge of the backyard quickly stepped forward, "I'm right, shopkeeper, this is the finest polished rice. This kind of rice has a strong and fragrant aroma that can be smelled from a distance."
Xia Qiyue looked at the two people who were completely studying themselves as decorations, and then looked at the two worried people guarding the carriage behind them. She approached the shopkeeper calmly and asked unexpectedly.
"Is it good rice?"
The shopkeeper was so frightened that he threw the small handful of rice on the ground.
"Oh...girl, you scared me to death!"
Xia Qiyue nodded, "Shopkeeper, you scared me to death!"
As soon as they disagreed, Chi Bailai rushed over and started studying her food. She had agreed to give her money, so how could the shopkeeper take her food for study without asking?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, girl. I saw that your rice is good, so I went to find the shopkeeper to show you. I'm really sorry..."
Before the shopkeeper could say anything, the person in charge of the backyard quickly stood up and apologized.
"I know that my rice is top-grade polished rice, otherwise I wouldn't go to all the trouble to grind the rice. Wouldn't it be better to buy ready-made rice? Because the rice is delicious, that's why I came to grind it.
!" Xia Qiyue said proudly as if showing off.
The shopkeeper couldn't help it anymore and squatted down to pick up the rice he accidentally dropped.
"Come pick it up, the shopkeeper..." The steward in the backyard...
The two of them picked up the rice like this, but Xia Qiyue didn't care about the amount. Someone was helping her grind the rice, so she didn't pay attention to just a handful of rice. The main reason was that she was afraid of being misunderstood as a rice salesperson.
Even if you want to sell it, you have to let them beg you so that you can sell it at a good price.
Sure enough, when the second set was finished and the third set was on, the shopkeeper couldn't help it anymore and came over to talk to her.
"Little girl, did you grow this rice at home?"
Xia Qiyue turned around when she asked, and first glanced at the two people beside the carriage in the distance. Seeing that they couldn't hear them, she said, "No!"
"No? Then can you tell me where this rice comes from?"
Xia Qiyue frowned, looking very embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter. If the other party doesn't want people to know, I won't publicize it!" The shopkeeper wanted to know urgently, so he quickly promised.
Xia Qiyue shook her head, "It's not that I don't want people to know, it's just that my sister is relatively introverted and doesn't want to have too much contact with people. She doesn't want to go to crowded places, so I don't know if I am willing to sell rice to you!"
The shopkeeper was surprised. Is it actually a woman who grows this rice?
But that's not the point. "Little girl, can I go alone? Don't bring anyone else, so I won't disturb your sister!"
Xia Qiyue complained in her heart, "Don't you know where my home is when you go there? Where do the people who live in rented houses and the refugees who come all the way get the rice to sell to you?"
So she changed her subject, "My sister Xi Jing doesn't want outsiders to go to her house. If the shopkeeper really wants it, tell me the price of the grain. I'll tell her later that if she doesn't deliver it before dark in the evening within three days,
If you are willing to sell it to the shopkeeper, I will ask my sister to bring it to you! But my sister is always willing to go out when there are fewer people on the street. The shopkeeper has to wait a little longer before closing the door!"
It was natural for him to foreshadow his other identity, and Xia Qiyue felt very proud.
"Okay, okay! This is great, girl. The top-grade polished rice in our shop costs twelve copper coins per catty. Your grain is better than the top-grade ones. I'll give you fourteen coppers in silver. How about that?"
Xia Qiyue shook her head, "Shopkeeper, you are not doing business with me. I don't want to sell these. I don't even have enough to eat. I can only convey to you that if my sister doesn't sell fourteen cents, then she can't sell it within three days."
Come! If you agree to sell it, she will send rice over!"
The shopkeeper smiled, looked at Xia Qiyue's grain with greedy eyes, gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I understand, then I'll send a message to your sister, just say... just say I'll take her grain for fifteen cents a pound."
!I have been waiting in the store for the past three days and it closes very late! Be sure to convey this!"
Xia Qiyue showed some embarrassment, and the shopkeeper waved his hand, "I'll grind the rice for you for free! No money required!"