After hearing this, the people around almost shook their heads and sighed, and some people began to complain: "If it doesn't rain today, this life will be really unbearable. I just went to the grain store and asked about the price of rice rising from 10 cents to 18 cents." The price of 1 catty of white flour has increased from 13 Wen to 20 Wen per catty, and the price of brown rice has increased from 6 Wen to 10 Wen per catty. According to the shopkeeper, the price will increase again. I don’t know if the government will come up with any regulations.”
The speaker was a man over thirty years old. After he finished speaking, he sighed heavily, and the others gasped after hearing what he said.
"Oh, the price of food has risen too much. I have to go home quickly and ask my old man to buy more for storage. If this continues to rise, it will make it difficult for people to live." When the people around heard this, they dispersed. I went to some, but there are still some who stay in place to see the subsequent development.
Although the little girl to be sold is thin, she has an oval face, willowy eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes, and is very beautiful.
A man in his early twenties who was standing not far from the Song family spoke at this moment, "Auntie, have you guys discussed this? I'm in a hurry. It doesn't matter if your family doesn't want to, I'll find someone else."
Ji Qingyao raised her eyes and met the man's eyes. The man was tall, tall and handsome. His face looked very honest, but his eyes revealed shrewdness and calculation.
It wasn't until this moment that Ji Qingyao realized something was wrong. Ever since she knew Song was going to sell her, she had been looking for a buyer in the crowd. She thought it was the gorgeously dressed woman standing not far from her mother. For a long time, they had been hiding behind the scenes, just waiting for the final result.
The world that Ji Qingyao traveled to was called Daji Dynasty, Xia is the surname of the country, and the village she was in was Dahe Village in Qingtian Mansion. It was not far from the capital of Daji Dynasty, only more than 400 miles away, and it was considered to be at the foot of the emperor. .
No matter whether it is ancient or modern natural disasters, they are unavoidable. When she came to this place, she found that the rainfall was pitiful and many crops were withered.
The capital city they were in was already in the south, and there was no place to go if they wanted to escape from the famine. They heard that the drought in the north was even worse.
When Mrs. Song heard that the price of food had increased so much, she immediately panicked and said to the young man: "We have discussed it. From now on, she will be a member of your family and has nothing to do with the Ji family. It is just what was agreed before." You have to add another two taels of silver. You have also heard that food is getting more and more expensive now. I managed to raise her to such a big size, so you won’t suffer a loss if I give you an extra two taels. Besides, she is also good at hunting."
Ji Qingyao was listening to Mrs. Song talking about her. Originally, she wanted to give her one last chance. It seemed that there was no need to waste the seeds. She would save the seeds for later when she bought land and hired people to plant them.
Ji Qingyao didn't say a word during the whole process, and just looked at Mrs. Song without any expression.
The onlookers all thought that the little girl was frightened by her own family, so they remained silent. Those who were kind-hearted couldn't stand it, so they whispered: "What this girl said is not true. Look at her." There is no similarity in appearance with the others. I am afraid she is the stepmother. As the old saying goes, a stepmother will have a stepfather. This girl is really pitiful. I wonder if her biological father knows this."
"Hey, stop talking. Who wouldn't be pitiful? If God doesn't let it rain, there will be more people selling their sons and daughters. They are all forced by life."
"Isn't that right? My relatives in the north have all fled here. They said that there has been no rain for two years, and there was a locust plague today. There is no harvest in the fields."
"Oh, God is giving me no way to survive. I won't talk to you anymore. I have to prepare some money to buy some food. If the north is hit by a disaster, I'm afraid I won't be able to buy food even if I have money in a few days."
The remaining onlookers dispersed after hearing these comments.
Song's eyes were filled with the joy of success.
Her brothers from the grain family were working in the town and sent her news a few days ago, saying that the drought was serious and the price of food was rising.
The first time she heard about it, she thought of selling Ji Qingyao and using the money to buy some food for storage. What if she could hunt again? They were all pheasants and rabbits, and she could only earn one or two a month. silver.
Mrs. Song looked at the twelve taels of white silver in her hand and smiled happily. She had long forgotten about Ji Qingyao.
Ji Qingyao glanced at Mrs. Song, feeling an inexplicable sourness in her heart. She knew that it was the emotion of the original owner, so she comforted her with a few words in her heart, and her depression disappeared.
Ji Qingyao raised her eyes again, and she saw Li Zheng of Qinghe Town not far from the crowd. There were eight villages in Qinghe Town, and there was only one Li Zheng, who was in charge of the affairs of the eight villages.
She had met Li Zheng a few years ago because Li Zheng went to Dahe Village to inspect spring plowing, and because her father was the only teacher in Dahe Village, Li Zheng also chatted with her cheap father at Ji's house. The genius left.
