In this day and age, you don’t need to hold a leash when walking your dog, and no one will say anything.
What's more, Wangcai is very obedient and basically follows him.
After walking around the Pigeon Market for a while, Zhou Jimin suddenly saw someone selling ginseng.
Wet ginseng, still with soil.
"How to sell?"
Seven taels are ginseng and eight taels are treasures, referring to dry weight.
The other person is a man with a scarf wrapped around his face. His age cannot be discerned, and his voice sounds a little hoarse. He is probably a young and middle-aged man.
In an era when supplies were scarce, ginseng could not be sold at a high price.
The price of ordinary ginseng is 20 to 30 yuan per catty, and the price of ginseng that is a century old or older is only a few hundred to several hundred yuan.
Although ginseng is known as the king of herbs, it also has its age.
The middle-aged man quoted a number, 30 yuan.
To be honest, this price is expensive!
But for Zhou Jimin, it was not expensive, but he still negotiated the price.
There is no ginseng in the capital area. The ginseng in front of him should be dug from Changbai Mountain, but why it still contains soil instead of dried food, he did not ask.
In an era when everything must be produced and sold according to plan, we cannot ask in detail how ginseng comes from.
After some bargaining, Zhou Jimin found that he couldn't get any more bargains, so he had to take out two large unity bills and a few 1-yuan notes.
Wrap the ginseng in newspaper and put it directly in the satchel behind Zhou Jimin.
In fact, he had already sent it to the ground floor space and found a remote corner to plant it.
Miraculously, when the ginseng entered the space, it vibrated slightly.
It's just that the current environment doesn't allow it, otherwise, he would have to go in and check it out.
Just as he was about to leave, the man suddenly asked in a low voice: Comrade, would you like some dried ginseng?
Of course Zhou Jimin is interested.
Dang even followed the other party and left Pigeon City.
Turning left and right in the city almost exhausted Zhou Jimin's patience before he came to a large courtyard in an alley.
There should be a lot of people living nearby, but it's dark now and everyone is sleeping soundly.
When I opened the door, I was greeted by a fishy animal smell.
Zhou Jimin followed calmly and said nothing.
"I'm sorry, comrade, please sit down for a moment, and the goods will be brought up soon."
Soon, the other party brought a bundle of ginseng from the inner room.
This shocked Zhou Jimin, so much?
Isn’t ginseng weighed in taels?
Why did the weighing unit change to bundle?
If you look carefully, you can see that they are indeed sun-dried ginseng, but most of them are only four or five taels, so they can barely be considered treasures.
He was a little disappointed, but still asked about the price.
The price is not cheap. After all, the other party transports it all the way from Changbai Mountain to the capital, so it needs to make a little profit.
After some haggling, Zhou Jimin accepted.
Although I still don’t know what these four to five weight ginseng can be used for, but it seems that it is not impossible to make soup and drink it.
A ginseng worth about five ounces takes decades to grow, and a ginseng worth seven ounces is basically more than fifty years old.
After completing the transaction, the other party asked Zhou Jimin if he wanted animal skins.
The furs of these animals are all well preserved, and his favorites are the snow-white fox skins and a tiger skin.
"Okay, I want these pictures."
After choosing several pieces, Zhou Jimin gave the money to the other person, stayed for a while, and then turned around and left.
Returning to the courtyard, the sky has turned white.
Yan Bugui is pasting couplets on the door of his house, because today is New Year's Day.
To be honest, although the third uncle is an out-and-out old man, there is really no need to say this word, he is so beautiful.
After the third uncle posted the couplet, he turned around and saw Zhou Jimin and Wang Cai behind him, and his face turned pale with fright.
"Jimin, is this your dog?"
"Yes, third uncle, you are really good at this."
Upon hearing this, the third uncle immediately grinned, feeling that business was coming, and was about to say a few words of humility, and then asked Zhou Jimin to buy two pairs of couplets.
Who would have thought that before he could speak, Zhou Jimin turned around and went home.
He suddenly became anxious and was about to step forward to grab the fat sheep and kill it a few times. Unexpectedly, Wangcai suddenly turned around and grinned at him.
Ga!
The third uncle was immediately frightened and quickly took a few steps back, not daring to make any more trouble.
What couplets to post on New Year’s Day?
Zhou Jimin didn't think about this. He prepared delicious food and red envelopes for the four little ones, which were more than the couplets.
The four little ones got up early today because today is a good day to go out and play, so they got up early.
Therefore, when Zhou Jimin came back, he happened to see them brushing their teeth side by side in front of the house.
"Cauldron, gogogo!"
The little goldfish shouted bubbles in his mouth, his words were leaking, and he was extremely excited and excited while pointing at the wealth, and his big eyes were shining.
There is a dog in Beihai, and its name is Wangcai, so stew it in a big pot to bring prosperity?
Wangcai paused and took a step back with some fear.
Because it has been trained by Zhou Jimin for a long time, it knows that it is its little master.
Looking at the little goldfish, Zhou Jimin also noticed that Wangcai had retreated, and couldn't help but look strange.
"Here, this is the big dog you talk about every day. His name is Wangcai. You can play with him after you brush your teeth and wash up."
As soon as these words came out, the little goldfish cheered again, but the wealth was great but it was extremely resentful, and it felt like a dog was going to suffer.
Zhou Shuqing and the others were also curious and came closer to take a closer look.
Although Wangcai is big and looks mighty, the four little ones are a little scared, but due to their trust in their elder brother and Wangcai's anthropomorphic dog face, they are not so scared.
The neighbors looked at this scene and sighed: braised in soy sauce or hot pot?
Slug, Wang Yaya, Xiaodang, Yan Jiedi and other children looked at it from a distance with fear and curiosity.
Meng Zitong ran up behind the little goldfish and started chatting with the latter in surprise. He was startled and looked quite interesting.
Jia Zhang couldn't stand this scene and couldn't help but cursed.
Her son Jia Dongxu also said a few sour words, while Banggeng looked on resentfully, but did not take any action.
After being dealt with by Zhou Jimin several times, Banggeng became much more honest.
We can't deal with the neighbors in the courtyard, we can only deal with people outside.
Xu Damao is not married yet, he has no old hens, and there is nothing in other homes that can be harmed by stick stalks, so the courtyard has been a lot calmer recently.
As for Jia Zhang, she has made a lot of progress after experiencing free food and accommodation.
I hide at home and curse people every time, but I don’t dare to run up to Zhou Jimin and speak loudly.
However, seeing Zhou Jimin come back with great wealth today, Jia Zhang's hatred and jealousy can no longer be suppressed.
The laughter of Little Goldfish and Meng Zitong could be heard in her ears, but Jia Zhang felt it was particularly harsh.
"My dear grandson, don't worry, grandma will avenge you now, and we will eat meat every day from now on."
Banggeng glanced at his grandma and said nothing, then looked towards the Zhou family and swallowed unconsciously.
At the door of Zhou's house, it didn't take long for the little goldfish to become familiar with Wangcai.
"Stop playing, go wash your hands and eat quickly. Tongtong should go wash your hands and eat too."
Meng Zitong shook her head and whispered that she had eaten it herself. Unexpectedly, her stomach growled unsatisfactorily, which immediately made her blush.
The little goldfish quickly turned around and took her little hand, and they washed their hands together.
Zhou Jimin shook his head and smiled, but did not continue talking.
Sitting at the dining table, Meng Zitong swallowed unconsciously. Brother Zhou's family is really nice. They have meat three times a day.
In her house, there were only two meals a day. Except for the dinner she gave to Zhou Jimin’s family, she never ate meat again.