The boy looked her up and down and found that she was carrying a bamboo basket behind her back. He guessed that nearby farmers were collecting medicines to sell. Their Baicaotang collected medicines from many farmers every year, and the price was cheap, but there was no one who came to deliver medicines at such a young age. Not common.
He said wait a moment and went back to ask the shopkeeper.
Wen Xi took a look at the largest medical clinic in the town and found that there were really many patients inside. There were several doctors sitting in front of them, and there were patients sitting in front of them, and there were people queuing up behind them.
After a while, an old man with a white beard came forward and said, "Is the little girl here to sell medicinal herbs?"
Wen Xi smelled the faint smell of Chinese medicine on the old man's body, smiled and said, "Well, take a look, do you accept this herb?"
After saying that, he handed over the honeysuckle.
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up as he took the honeysuckle.
"Little girl, where did you pick this honeysuckle?"
Compared with those sent by ordinary farmers, this honeysuckle is not only older, but its freshness is several grades better, as if it had just been picked from the soil.
Wen Xi smiled and said, "It's in the forest behind my house."
She specially took this honeysuckle to the space last night to preserve it, and also poured some spiritual spring water on it.
Unexpectedly, the spiritual spring water can not only wash marrow and clear menstruation, but also have miraculous effects on plants.
After being soaked in spiritual spring water, the branches and stems of the honeysuckle became thicker and remained fresh for a long time.
"I wonder if you accept these medicinal materials?"
"Collect, collect, collect!" the old man said excitedly: "We at Baicaotang will accept all of these honeysuckles as ordered."
Wen Xi was overjoyed. It seemed that he could make some money from medicinal materials in the future.
"I wonder how much money you charge here for honeysuckle of this vintage?"
The old man stroked his beard, thought for a while and said: "Normal honeysuckle costs fifteen cents per plant. Yours is older and fresher. Even if you get thirty cents, there are thirteen plants here, so I will give you four hundred cents." ! Next time there is such a good one, be sure to send it to us!"
Four hundred articles!
One tael of silver is equivalent to a thousand coins, which means that more than thirty honeysuckle plants can be sold for one tael of silver. If the medicine is older or more precious, it can be sold for more.
Coupled with the transformation of herbs in space, isn't it just around the corner to make a lot of money if things go on like this?
"Shopkeeper, do you need firewood here?"
firewood?
Then I thought about it, this little girl should have come to town with her family. They sold firewood and she came to sell medicinal materials.
"It takes a little to make a fire in the kitchen in the back, but if there's too much, there's nothing you can do."
"No more, no more, just four bundles."
The old man nodded and asked the boy to give her another forty coins, but Wenxi only took thirty coins.
"You just gave me ten more coins, so I can't take advantage of you." Wen Xi explained with a smile.
The old man looked at the thin girl with a sallow complexion in front of him and nodded. Such a young child can still keep his heart in front of money. It's not bad. "Girl, what's your name?"
"Wenxi. Hear the sound of the stream across the valley, and look for the stream to cross the Hengling Mountains."
The old man was a little surprised by her answer. A child from a farmer's family could actually speak clearly?
Wenxi took the boy's money bag, thanked him happily, and skipped towards the market with a small bamboo basket on his back.
When he arrived at the market, he found Wen Kang arguing with the man in front of him with a blushing face.
"Boss Huang, every time it's ten cents per bundle, why is it only five cents today?"
"Look at the firewood sellers everywhere on the street. I'm here to buy your firewood to give you face. If you don't sell it, I'll buy it from other stalls." The fat man opposite said The cheeks trembled wildly when he spoke, and Wenxi felt greasy and nauseated.
In fact, the firewood sold by others in the market was not as genuine as Wenkang's. It was either heavy in moisture or light in weight. Wenkang's firewood was sold in large bundles with sufficient weight.
"Boss Huang, do you think four bundles of firewood will cost you thirty cents? I carried it all the way here..."
Before Wen Kang could finish speaking, Boss Huang waved his hand and almost hit him in the face.
Wen Xi frowned and walked forward, tugging on Wenkang's sleeve: "Dad."
Boss Huang looked her up and down, rolled his eyes contemptuously, and felt disdainful in his heart. She was indeed a little village girl who was born from dragons and phoenixes, and the children of mice knew how to dig holes. She was sallow and skinny, and very ugly.
Wenxi knew what he was thinking, so she ignored him and said to Wenkang: "Dad, I just passed by a restaurant. The boss looked at me pitifully and said he would pay ten cents a bundle for our family's firewood. He can have four bundles." "
"Really?" When Wen Kang heard this, he was instantly overjoyed. He finally had the money to buy rice.
Boss Huang saw that he couldn't get any advantage and left angrily.
Wen Kang carried the firewood and asked, "Xier, where is that restaurant?"
Wen Xi pointed to the street in front and said, "It's not a hotel, it's the shopkeeper of Baicaotang. He just gave me forty coins."
After that, Wen Kang handed the heavy purse to him. Wen Kang didn't open it to look at it, but judging from the weight alone, it cost several hundred coins.
He looked around and saw that no one noticed them. He lowered his voice and said, "Why are there so many?"
"The rest are earned from the herbs I picked. The shopkeeper said that our honeysuckle is still fresh for a long time, so the price is high." Wen Xi said with a smile: "Dad, can you buy some meat to eat today? We haven’t seen any meat in our house for a long time.”
Wen Kang held the money bag, his eyes a little red. He could not necessarily earn a few hundred pennies by coming to the market more than ten times, but his daughter could earn it by just one visit.
After waking up from injury last time, my parents miraculously improved. Yesterday, my daughter dug sweet potatoes, and today she sold them for so much money. This is their family's lucky star!
"Okay, okay, daddy will buy you a big piece of meat today! Our family celebrates the New Year today!"
The two sent the firewood to Baicaotang, and Wen Kang said goodbye to the shopkeeper with great gratitude.
The shopkeeper stroked his beard. How could such a simple and honest farmer raise such a smart and talented daughter?
The two first bought three kilograms of rice and three kilograms of cornmeal, spending a total of one hundred Wen. Looking at the rapidly shrinking money bag, Wen Kang felt very sad. Normally, he would only buy half a kilogram of rice after selling firewood. Today, he bought three kilograms of rice. Damn, this is really the first time in so many years.
The two went to the pork shop again, and the aunt who sold the meat said very enthusiastically: "Brother, bring some meat!"
"Pork belly, how much does it cost per kilogram?" Wen Kang was a little unsure and stuttered a bit when he spoke.
"Pork belly is thirty cents a pound."
Thirty articles.
Wen Xi saw that his father was worried about money, so he gestured to the proprietress: "Weigh these for us!" The area she scratched weighed about three kilograms.
Wen Kang frowned in distress.
But when I thought about how much money my daughter had made, I gritted my teeth and said, OK! purchase!
The aunt who sold pork was so happy when she saw how much she bought, she said it was exactly one hundred cash.
Wen Xi looked at the pig intestines next to him, and suddenly thought of the famous dish of spicy pepper sausage.
So she smiled and said to her aunt, "Can you give us this intestine?"
People in this place don’t know how to eat pig intestines. It smells so bad that no one wants it. They throw it away every time. I forgot to throw it away after slaughtering the pig today.
Is there anything I can't give away?
The proprietress put the meat and intestines in paper bags, and the two men happily took them.
