Fortunately, the villagers were cautious and reluctant to go far, so they saw a large number of mushrooms not long after going inside.
Jiang Sheng and Zheng Ruqian quickly picked up mushrooms, pulled them, and pulled them out.
After a while, the bamboo basket was full.
"Let's go." Zheng Ruqian was trembling, fearing that something might happen.
Jiang Sheng didn't say anything. He poured the mushrooms in the bamboo basket into his old clothes, tied them tightly around his waist, and continued to pick them up.
It wasn't until sunset and the bamboo basket was full again that the two little people walked out of the mountain clinging to each other.
I was so lucky to not encounter a wild boar or get bitten by a venomous snake.
Jiang Sheng was so happy that he briskly returned to the ruined temple with his arms full of mushrooms.
She picked out a small portion and cooked it, while the rest followed the example of the villagers and let them dry on the ground. It is said that this can remove the moisture and make the mushrooms easier to preserve.
But what she didn’t know was that if the mushrooms were dried too much, they would lose weight and naturally make less money.
Jiang Sheng let it dry for three days in total.
The outer skin of the mushroom was dry but the inside was still moist. She thought it was almost done and headed to the market with the bamboo basket on her back.
Zheng Ruqian is still accompanying him.
Before setting off, Jiang Sheng patted his chest and said, "Brother Xu Mo, don't worry, I will definitely bring you the book."
Xu Mo nodded with a smile.
Jiang Sheng turned around and let out a sigh of relief.
Regarding selling mushrooms, Zheng Ruqian and Xu Mo both thought it was simple, but in fact it was not simple.
It is not difficult to pick mushrooms, it is not difficult to dry mushrooms, and it is not difficult to sell mushrooms.
The difficult thing is to keep the mushrooms and keep the money from selling the mushrooms.
From the moment he entered the market, Jiang Sheng looked around vigilantly to make sure that the group of beggars were not there, then found a corner, placed the bamboo basket on the ground, and shouted loudly.
Goods in the mountains are in short supply, and the mushrooms are dry and moisture-free, so they are quickly bought.
Zheng Ruqian's eyes glowed green as he looked at the dozen coins, and he almost jumped up on the spot.
Ah, he likes the feeling of making money!
However, Jiang Sheng was very cautious and divided the copper plate into two parts and installed them separately.
"Let's go, go mortgage and copy books."
No accident happened until he left the market. Jiang Sheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he was blocked in the alley.
Several half-year-old children intercepted them in front of and behind them, with stern expressions on their faces, "Hand it over."
"Hand over what?" Jiang Sheng pretended to be stupid, trying to get through.
She has lived in this town for seven years. As long as she can remember, she has known that there is a group of bullies and beggars in the town who often bully the weak.
Don't dare to mess with those who have men in the family, don't dare to touch those with big families, and avoid those with money and power.
Like little Jiang Sheng, who lives alone, is young, and is still a girl, he is like a tailor-made weakling.
Every time she picked up something good or stole some delicious food, if she couldn't hide it well, they would take most of it away.
Jiang Sheng had tolerated it in the past. After all, Aunt Zhang said that a strong dragon could not suppress a snake.
But now, these dozen copper coins are for Xu Mo's medical treatment, which is the basis for three mouths to eat. Jiang Sheng can't hand it over even if he fights to the death.
"You should also learn to act stupid." The teenage boy who was the leader of the overlord beggars grinned, raised his hand and slapped Jiang Sheng to the ground.
Zheng Ruqian was so frightened that he rushed over to protect Jiang Sheng with his body, "What are you doing? You are not allowed to hit anyone."
"Hand over the money, and I won't beat you." The half-year-old child stared, "If you don't give it, I'll beat you to death."
He waved his hand, and several small followers were ready to move.
Zheng Ruqian was anxious and angry. He didn't want to hand over the money in his arms, but he was afraid that Jiang Sheng would be beaten again. He didn't know what to do, so he could only vent his fear by crying.
Jiang Sheng sighed in his heart.
It seems that there is no way to escape today. Fortunately, she divided the money into two parts earlier, and now she only took out the share in her arms and said with a pained face, "Can you leave some of it?"
The half-grown child bared his teeth and smiled, and hid everything in his arms.
Jiang Sheng's face turned pale with heartache, and he was trembling and speechless.
The half-grown child whistled with satisfaction, turned around, and saw someone at the entrance of the alley.
To be precise, he was also a child, younger, only eight or nine years old. He was holding a wooden stick in his hand and looking over majestically.
"Give her the money back!" The child's voice was childish, but his face was solemn and deep, like a little king of hell.
The half-grown child was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled, "I, Pang Pangshan, have opened my eyes today. Children nowadays are so courageous. Even I, Mr. Pang, dare to threaten me."
"I won't give it to you. Come and beat us if you can. I'm still afraid of you."
Before he finished speaking, the child rushed over, raised the wooden stick in his hand, and hit him directly on the forehead.
Pang Pangshan was startled and quickly dodged, but he didn't expect that the wooden stick, as if it had eyes, followed him and hit him on the head again.
Just for a moment, Pang Pangshan, who had been so arrogant just now, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.
The little followers were so frightened that they ran away immediately.
The alley is peaceful again.
The child walked over with a sullen face, took out eight cents from Pang Pangshan's arms, and gave it back to Jiang Sheng.
It's that simple and neat.
After paying back the money, the child turned to leave.
Fortunately, Jiang Sheng was smart and hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and asked eagerly, "Brother, I want to thank you."
The child was stunned for a moment, and there were a few cracks on his ice face, "No...you're welcome."
When the road is rough, draw your sword to help. This is what my father taught me.
"Brother, do you want to go home now?" Jiang Sheng asked himself without giving up.
The child was silent for a moment, "I'm not going home."
Although she didn't know why, Jiang Sheng was particularly happy. She said eagerly, "We don't want to go home either. We don't have parents. Brother, are you willing to come with us?"
Hey, Pang Pangshan's brother can be knocked unconscious with one blow. If he is here, he won't be afraid of robbing any business in the future.
Even if you have to feed an extra mouth because of this, it's still a good deal.
The little Jiujiu in Jiang Sheng's heart was jumping crazily, and he didn't notice that the child's expression suddenly turned sad.
After a long time, he uttered one word, "Okay."
Anyway, without my parents, I can't go back to that place.
When they came out of the alley, the three children exchanged names.
Jiang Sheng knew that this brother's name was Fang Heng, that his parents were both dead, that he had just escaped from a bad guy's house, and that he had just wandered into the town yesterday.
He also knew that he had been hungry for several days without having a full meal.
