Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 237 Buying Wheat Seeds

Ji Wenhe asked, "How much do Aunt Zhang and Uncle Xing plan to ask for as a betrothal gift?"

"I haven't heard of that, but it should be at least three taels and eight. If you really can't give that, two taels will do."

"It's not easy for everyone these days. All the money has to come here. If my daughter marries him, she will have to live a hard life."

"My three sons are getting married, and I hope they don't meet families that ask for a lot of dowry, otherwise my family really can't afford it."

They did have quite a bit of savings at home, but because my father-in-law had a serious illness, a lot of it was spent.

Li Chunhong smiled and said, "If I meet someone who wants a lot of betrothal gifts, I won't marry her. There are many good girls. It's not necessary to marry her."

He Yuxiang leaned against the pillar with her arms folded: "That's not something I can decide. What if they really like me and insist on marrying me? Then I won't be able to do anything."

Wang Erfeng said, "Oh! It's still early for your family. Jingzhu is only eleven years old. Why worry?"

"Make plans early, otherwise you will be worried to death if you don't have money when the time comes."

Ji Wenhe coughed. Miao Zhaodi was there, and talking about her son would remind her of her own son.

"It's very quick to see the bride. When Shen Zhiyan is done, we'll go to the banquet."

"You can't have it then." Wang Erfeng replied, "Zhang Qiu'e has no say in the matter at home. She listens to her husband in everything."

"Shen Xing didn't like this daughter. When he saw that she was a girl, he wanted to throw her away."

"Your Aunt Zhou and Aunt Feng were there at the time, and they held him back so that he didn't throw Shen Zhiyan away."

"It took a long time to get the child to stay. I haven't liked her for so many years. Don't even think about hosting a banquet for her."

Ji Wenhe frowned: "No matter what, she is his own child, how could he have the heart to do that to her."

Zhou Xiaoyu took over the conversation: "Why should I be so reluctant? He wants a son."

"We have a saying here, sour food means a boy, spicy food means a girl. When Zhang Qiu'e was pregnant, she always wanted to eat sour food, so Shen Xing thought she must be pregnant with a son, but she turned out to be a daughter."

"He was so happy for nothing. The baby cried so hard when it was born that it disturbed everyone's sleep. He disliked her even more."

"Hey, hey, hey, look, that's the man." He Yuxiang quickly gestured for them to look to the east.

A very thin man, about 1.75 meters tall, as thin as a bamboo pole.

The clothes are so loose on the body that they blow up when the wind blows.

Because I was facing away from him, I couldn't see his face, and I didn't know what he looked like from the front.

"I'm afraid we didn't see it." Miao Zhaodi said, "This man is too thin. No, I don't know if he can carry 100 kilograms of food."

"He has skinny arms and legs. I guess his family doesn't have enough to eat. If Shen Zhiyan really marries him, she will be as thin as him."

"Our words don't count. It all depends on Shen Xing." Wang Erfeng was not very happy to talk to Zhang Qiu'e.

Just like Li Chunhong before, she couldn't stand up for herself and caused her children to suffer as a result, which was very frustrating to watch.

Ji Wenhe had seen Shen Zhiyan many times at the foot of the mountain. Since Shen Guyan got married, she had become even less talkative.

Every time I see her, I subconsciously take a detour, and I can't even talk to her.

Time flies and it's the end of the month.

Shen Rongshan went to Zhaojia Village to borrow a donkey cart and called out at the gate, "Aunt Lan, Wen He, are you all right?"

"Alright, alright." Lan Qiuhua came out of the house and picked up the basket under the eaves. "Let's go."

Ji Wenhe followed him out from the inner room.

The two men got on the donkey cart and slowly left the village.

"Brother Shen, how many kilograms of wheat seeds should our family buy?"

Shen Rongshan replied: "The land at the foot of the mountain is not good, we have to buy 20 kilograms."

"Aunt Lan's family buys 20 kilograms per mu of land. Should we also buy 20 kilograms per mu of land?"

She has never farmed before, so she doesn't know much about it.

Lan Qiuhua explained: "It depends on the quality of the land. Good land requires less wheat seeds, while bad land requires more wheat seeds."

"If you don't use more wheat seeds on your land, the harvest will be poor in the future."

"The family of Zhongli Zheng has several plots of land. They only buy 18 catties of rice per mu every year, and the harvest is better than ours."

Ji Wenhe nodded in understanding: "Then Aunt Lan's three acres of land must buy sixty kilograms."

"Yes, I don't know what the price of seeds is this year. In previous years, it was five cents per pound."

It costs three hundred coins to buy wheat seeds.

"But we have to buy it even if the price goes up. We can't throw the land away. It's our lifeblood."

Shen Rongshan said, "The price shouldn't go up. I went to buy some in the middle of the month and heard from Boss Zhou that it was five cents a pound."

"It's fine as long as the price doesn't go up." She only had 400 coins in her hand, but she brought more because she was afraid that the price of wheat seeds would go up.

Lan Qiuhua touched the purse in her arms and said, "Rongshan, we need to buy wheat seeds and restock goods. Can we put them in the car?"

Ji Wenhe turned his head and looked behind him: "It should be possible. Stack it up. We brought rattan and tied it to the car. There will be people holding it, so it won't fall."

"You can buy wheat seeds and stock up later. I'll be waiting for you in the back alley of Jinxiufang."

Shen Rongshan nodded: "Okay."

When they arrived in the town, Ji Wenhe asked Shen Rongshan to send the cloth to Jinxiufang first.

She went to a shoe shop and bought four pairs of cloth shoes.

The cheapest pair costs twenty cents, with thousand-layer soles.

After buying the cloth shoes, he went to buy toilet paper according to the address Shen Rongshan gave him.

After buying toilet paper, go to Jinxiufang.

I knocked on the door in the back alley, and soon a response came from inside: "Coming, coming."

Yang Yun smiled and moved aside: "I knew it was you, come in quickly."

"Boss Yang, how were sales this month?" Ji Wenhe couldn't wait to know how much money he had made.

"You come in with me first."

"it is good."

I followed her into the house and saw her take out two purses from the box.

"This month's limited edition is sold for thirty-eight cents each. They're all here. Count them."

Ji Wenhe took the cloth bag and took a quick look at it. There were five taels of silver in total and more than five hundred coins in scattered money.

I couldn't contain my joy: "It seems that the limited edition is still profitable, next time I will get it during the Chinese New Year."

Yang Yun sat across from her and said with a smile, "I wish we could celebrate a festival every month, but we've celebrated it so many times that it's no longer interesting."

"Yes, we'll set a higher price after the Chinese New Year. Boss Yang, the fabrics are ready."

"It's all ready, just waiting for you to come and get it."

"That'll take a while. My family is out buying wheat seeds. Oh, and I haven't given you the net yet."

I was so happy that I almost forgot to give her the knotted silk thread.

"I'll take a little less this month, 100 sticks. I'll be busy at home harvesting rice next month."

"Okay." Yang Yun took the basket, took out the net inside, and then gave her the money.

On the other side, Shen Rongshan and Lan Qiuhua bought wheat seeds and went to Zhou’s Rice Shop to purchase goods.

"Aunt Lan, I'm going to sell the eggs and buy ten pounds of pork. I'll be back soon. Please wait for me here."

"Hey, go ahead." She stood beside the donkey cart and watched them move the goods.

After a while, Shen Rongshan came back with an empty basket.

"Sold out so quickly?"

"It was bought by an old woman on the road."