Farmer’s Little Girl

   Chapter 383

  Thu Lang was stunned and asked: "Where do you get so many **** seeds?"

  He doesn’t remember that the family left her with so many **** seeds.

"I told my sister-in-law that more than half of the **** buried under the vegetable garden was buried in Shanbao's flower garden," and I bought some from the mall, but Manbao wouldn't say this. Anyway, she waved her small hand and said, "Enough to grow anyway."

  Tuesday Lang nodded again and again, "It's fine if you have something in your heart."

  He thinks that even if God doesn’t appreciate his face this year, **** can grow a living, it can also sell a lot of money. On Tuesday Lang knows how valuable **** is.

  Furthermore, there is a lot of **** harvest per acre, which can be seen only by looking at the **** land produced by the fourth and sixth grade last year.

  Zhou Hu didn’t know how profitable **** nuggets were. His family asked for a few **** nuggets from the old Zhou family the year before last to grow them. After two years of planting, they are now enough for their own consumption.

  Especially now that my wife is in poor health, the doctor said that more **** can be used to cook some brown sugar, so the **** at home is not enough.

   But ask Aunt Qian, usually you can get a few dollars home.

  Zhou Hu thought for a while, and decided to also plant some kinds of **** in the vegetable garden after he went back. At least he had to make sure there was enough food at home.

Zhou Hu was meditating, but Chu Lang jumped up and shouted: "You planted two acres? Then in autumn and winter, can so much **** be sold? The price shouldn't be crushed?"

  Man Baodao: "Ginger can be used as a medicinal material. The drug store always accepts it. I plan to dry it out and sell it to the drug store."

Only when Man Bao’s words fell, Ke Ke suddenly appeared: "Host, dried **** is made from two years old ginger, not one-year-old fresh ginger, so you have to make dried ginger, etc. It’s only next fall."

Man Bao was stunned when he heard it, and then turned his head to Chu Lang said: "Four brother, maybe you don't sell **** this fall, let me sell it, keep your ginger, and dig it again next fall, I just thought Get up, dried **** is made from two-year-old ginger."

  Thursday Lang opened his mouth wide.

  Man Baodao: "In fact, the price of dried **** is also very high."

  Thursday, Lang said quietly: "Your little nephew is about to be born. Are you planning to let him wear no new clothes in the first year?"

  Man Bao, "..."

  Lang ignored them on Tuesday. Anyway, they must be the old Zhou family who grows the most **** in the county. Whether it is the fourth brother, the younger sister or the third brother, they are all their own family members, and the money they make is also in their own pockets.

  So he is not worried at all.

  Zhou Hu didn't quite understand what they were talking about, let alone express an opinion.

  Friday Lang has always stood on Man Bao’s side, and quietly said to Man Bao: "Tell your parents, let them support you."

  Thursday Lang heard it, and he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to punch Shiji Lang, "It’s because I'm so good to you. Last time I touched the bird's egg and I divided you two more. That's how you treated me?"

  Man Bao called, "Five brothers, run!"

  The brothers ran away arrogantly.

   Zhou Hu was too envious, and said on Tuesday Lang said: "It’s good to have more brothers. Not only can you help each other, but you can also have a lot of excitement on weekdays."

  Like his family, there is only one in his house. One is down in the house, and there is no helper.

  Tuesday Lang raised his head and smiled at him, "You think it’s lively now, that’s because I don’t know how annoying they are."

  Anyway, what Lao Zhou's family lacks most is lively, and what it lacks most is quiet.

  When he arrived at the county seat, on Tuesday Lang was too lazy to let them follow, and he waved his hand to let them do their own business. He was going to set up a stall to sell things.

   But he also told Man Bao, “If the cow is too expensive, it’s more than four taels, don’t buy it.”

Zhou Hu also hesitated, "Otherwise, let's go to the bull market to see the market. What if the county's bull is more expensive than the bull market?"

  Man Bao felt that what he said made sense, so he went to the bull market with him.

  The bull market is a not-too-long street. There are large livestock such as cows, horses, donkeys and mules, and there are also pigs.

  Luojiang County is so big, naturally not many people sell cows.

  They walked from the street to the end, only to see three cows, one of which was still too old to lie on the ground, and was struggling to eat a handful of young grass from the owner.

  Man Bao squatted down curiously, and the person holding the cow rope only glanced at her clothes and then withdrew his gaze, and said faintly: "This cow is too old. It was sold for killing, not for farming."

   "How old is it?"

  The master sighed: "Is it fifteen years old. When I bought it, the person who sold it said it was six years old. It was in the prime of life. It has been in my house for nine years."

  Man Bao is speechless.

   Then there was a little calf standing next to him. The person holding the rope said it was two years old and could go to the ground to do some light work.

  There is also a bull in the prime of life. It is about six years old, but the asking price is also high. Zhou Hu asked, which was four, two, two hundred dollars.

  The four people withdrew from the bull market, Zhou Hu's confidence was hit hard, he whispered: "It's too expensive."

  Man Bao dragged them to a pawnshop, walked to the counter, only a small head was exposed on tiptoe, she asked the guy inside, "How much copper can I exchange for a couple of silver now?"

The guy glanced at her, then looked at the three young people behind her, coughing lightly: "Look at the fineness of the silver, if it is good, it can be exchanged for 1,300 yuan, and the difference is only about 150 yuan. "

   "How about official silver?"

   "That is one thousand and two hundred dollars."

  Man Bao nodded, indicating that he understood, and waved goodbye to his buddy, turned around and took them into a silver building and asked them again. After getting the same answer, he took Zhou Hu to the county government office.

  "Let’s go and see the cattle in the county government. If it’s good, we’ll take it on credit."

  The cattle of the county government are of course not in the county government, but in an open thatched shed next to the county government. This was originally a vacant lot. Now a shed is set up for the cattle to rest, specifically for people who come to credit the cattle to watch.

  There are more than 20 cows standing in the straw shed. Although the place is small, it is more like a bull market than a bull market.

  Man Bao's eyes gleamed, and he took out his household registration from his cloth bag and asked Thu Lang to sign up and watch the cows. Thu Lang looked at the household register in his hand and asked with an open mouth, "Where did you come from?"

  Isn’t Dad always holding this thing?

   "I asked my mother to get it for me!"

   "That mother knows what you are going to do?"

  Man Bao thought for a while and said: "I didn't tell my mother, but my mother told me that the money at home is enough to pay back."

  Thursday Langyi was relieved, but he was still a little weird. He looked at Man Bao up and down, and hesitated: "Man Bao, you won't really be the reincarnation of the fairy under the seat of Tianzun, are you?"

  Since his mother recovered from his illness, he always felt that his mother was more spoiled for Man Bao.

  Although she loved her before, she would not indulge her like this.

  Friday Lang had long been convinced, and he glanced at him after hearing the words and said: "Of course it is, mother has said it many times? If Man Bao is not the reincarnation of a fairy, how can Lord Tianzun cure her?"

  Thursday Lang thought about it too. He looked at his naive fifth brother. He was very upset. He didn't think of this until this moment. Yeah, if Man Bao was not the reincarnation of a fairy, how could his mother's illness get better overnight?

  I am healthier than ordinary people now, which is incredible.

  　 there is a chapter at five o'clock in the afternoon

  (End of this chapter)