Needless to say, the environment of Datongpu is good, and you get what you pay for. Fortunately, there were not many people staying that night, so Xu Ling found a relatively clean place to rest for the night.
Early the next morning, I got up listening to the crow of the rooster.
Wash your face and rinse your mouth, find a deserted place, put as many dates as possible in the bag, and then go to the place where dates were sold last night to set up a stall.
There was no curfew in this dynasty, but in a small town like this, there was basically no nightlife except in some specific places.
The market in the early morning was different from last night. It was very lively. Villagers from nearby villages came to the market. It was already bustling with people even before dawn.
Xu Ling was setting up a stall on a cross street. He came early and got a good spot. After a while, the surrounding spots were occupied. There were basket weavers, broom sellers and shoe sellers, and breakfast stalls selling pancakes. Yes, everything is there, and the shouting is endless.
Next to Xu Ling was an old woman selling eggs. She was holding a boy with a runny nose in her hand. The child was about five or six years old. Everything he saw was lively and fresh. If he insisted on playing, he was "" "Papa" slapped her twice and started crying at the top of her lungs.
This lively and lively scene made Xu Ling laugh. Taking advantage of the crowd, he quickly shouted to sell dates.
"We sell jujubes. They are big and sweet. They are more fragrant than flowers and sweeter than honey. Children will not cry after eating them, and old people will be as strong as cows after eating them!"
The words Xu Ling yelled were what he thought of before going to bed yesterday. The main theme was a fresh picture. His voice was bright and crisp, and soon people came to watch the fun.
"What's the price of your dates? Are they sweet? Are the dates ripe now?"
Xu Ling repeated what he said yesterday and quickly broke off a jujube and handed it to the guest. The little boy beside him kept crying and bothered him to ask questions. He simply handed the other half to the child and said, "Try to see if it's sweet." .”
The little boy stopped crying immediately, took it, took a bite, and said cooperatively with a runny nose: "Sweet! Sweeter than honey!"
Xu Ling smiled and said, "Look, the child doesn't even cry after eating it!"
"One catty of dates costs six cents, and two catties only costs ten cents. There are not many dates, so buy them on a first-come, first-served basis! Next time you want to eat such sweet dates, you have to wait until October!"
It’s only the end of August now, and there’s still a month to wait until October.
Under the attack of Xu Ling's words, some onlookers took out their money bags one after another. Most of them were worth two kilograms. These buyers had baskets in their hands. Xu Ling did not weigh them, but he said yesterday I used my wisdom to count how many dates there were in a pound.
Today I will add a few more to the one pound quantity, and try to achieve just a little more.
Every time a portion was sold, Xu Ling would put some more dates out of the space. Therefore, those people came and went and didn't even notice that the dates in front of Xu Ling had not gone down much.
The little boy ate half of a date and looked at it eagerly. Seeing that he was having fun, Xu Ling handed him two more dates. He ate one, but he held the other one in his hand and refused to eat it.
"Take it back to mother to eat! It's sweeter than honey!" He has the head of a tiger, and he talks naively, but he is also quite cute.
When no one was around, Xu Ling chatted with the old woman. The old woman said that she lived nearby and that her daughter-in-law had just had a miscarriage. She fell while working and the baby was gone. She was confinement at home. , the child's name was Hutou, and she was not very skinny. She went to the street to sell eggs, so she had to take her grandson with her.
The old woman's maiden name was Li, and everyone called her Mrs. Li, so Xu Ling followed her.
Mrs. Li asked Xu Ling: "Which village does your family belong to? Why have I never seen you before?"
Xu Ling told her that he was from Lianhuawanzi below Erfang Town.
It takes a day to walk from his home, but it is not close. Mrs. Li asked him why he didn't farm at home.
Xu Lingdao came out to do business with his uncle, but his uncle was unwilling to take him and left him alone in a foreign country. He wanted to make some appearances before returning home.
This is half true and half false, and it is enough to fool a kind old woman like Mrs. Li.
The two were chatting in a lively manner, and Xu Ling struck while the iron was hot and asked the old woman how to get to the county town, what specialties and customs there were here, and what he wanted to buy relatively cheaply, just like jujubes, and transport them to other places for sale.
In the end, he actually got some results from asking.
The village where Mrs. Li lives is Lijiazhuang near the town. Every household here grows pears. The pears are sweet and juicy. Unfortunately, just like the fish in Lianhua Bay, they are not very valuable when there are too many in the area.
Some people grow too many pears at home and sell them to merchants if they can’t eat them all. At this time of year, merchants go to nearby villages to harvest pears, and the prices are very low.
But it’s still money after all.
Mrs. Li has planted five or six pear trees in the backyard of her home. “They were planted one after another when my old man was still alive. The oldest tree was planted when I married him. Now there are... …”
She couldn't remember the time herself, muttering that the pears produced by that tree were the sweetest and most delicious in the village, and the family couldn't finish them every day.
After a while, she will carry a basket of pears to the market and wait for kind-hearted people willing to buy a few to try.
Xu Ling waited for her to finish selling the eggs, then followed Old Mrs. Li and went with her to Lijiazhuang to look at the pears.
We haven’t reached the village yet, but just outside the village, there are pear trees one after another on the hillside. There are pears on them, some are big and orange, some are small and astringent, but the smell is It smells very fragrant.
Xu Ling said: "If the price of pears is low and I can afford it, I will definitely buy as much as I can."
Mrs. Li didn't believe it when she saw that he had nothing in his hands, "Even if you want to buy it, how can you bring it to the city?"
Xu Ling couldn't explain it, but he happened to arrive at Mrs. Li's house. She opened the fence gate and asked Hu Tou to go to the house to find his mother, while she took Xu Ling to the backyard to look at the pear trees.
Xu Ling heard Hu Tou's happy voice coming from the room, "Mom, look at it! It's so sweet!"
There seemed to be a woman who responded to him, but Xu Ling was far away and couldn't hear clearly.
When he arrived in the backyard, Xu Ling saw five pear trees, one of which was full of pears. At a glance, the yellow-green pears were full of juice and exuded the unique aroma of pears.
Mrs. Li let out a strange sound, "I saw it a couple of days ago. It's not yet ripe. It's ready to be picked and sold at the market."
Not only were her pears ripe, Xu Ling also saw other pear sellers at the market.
As Mrs. Li spoke, she picked off a pear, rubbed it, and handed it to Xu Ling.
Xu Ling took a bite, and instantly the cold and sweet pear juice spread in his mouth. It was simply a pleasure!
He sold 30 kilograms of dates and only got 150 cash. He spent 8 cash on accommodation and 142 cash. How many pears could he buy with this money?
Xu Ling asked without hope: "What is the lowest price you can sell these pears to me? If the price is right, I will take them all!"
