Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times
Chapter 476: legend

Chapter 476: legend

Chapter 476 The Legend

"We didn't bring the scales, so lend us the scales if you have them, okay?"

Chu Lixuan looked at his daughter-in-law dotingly, and said that she seemed to have a scale, but when everyone heard that there was food for sale, everything else could be ignored.

Jiang Xinyan is thinking that she will finally make her first pot of gold. The previous exchange with the King of Zhenbei was a loss-making business, which is really not easy!

From an empty grain store, a lean shopkeeper in his forties rushed out, nodded and shouted at Chu Lixuan and his wife.

"I have it, I have it. Sir, please sell it to the small one with ten kilograms of rice, and the small one will help you to weigh it for free, please?"

"Yeah! Okay, then you first come and carry this bag of polished rice to weigh, and this bag of rice will be sold to you." Jiang Xinyan's sweet voice was particularly pleasant.

"Other people who want to buy rice and flour, consciously queue up, don't crowd, first come first serve, those who are deliberately crowded will be disqualified."

The shopkeeper of the equally empty grain shop opposite: "..." This is fine! Liu old man is shameless.

He went to line up in a single step, and other people nearby voluntarily lined up, and everyone told each other.

"Don't be crowded. People who are deliberately crowded will be disqualified from purchasing. Don't be crowded."

The shameless old man Liu ran to the carriage with a smile on his face, "Thank you, sir, the surname is Liu, the neighbors call him old Liu. When weighing the scales, the little one will be fair and just."

"Old man Liu, Mrs. Ben believes in you." Jiang Xinyan said, motioning Chu Lixuan to bring him a bag of rice with her eyes.

The old man Liu looked at the man like he was carrying a bag of cotton. He thought it was not heavy, so he wanted to pick it up with his hands, but Chu Lixuan threw it directly on his shoulder.

pressed Old Man Liu to the ground. The bag of rice was 100 jin. Old Man Liu was the shopkeeper. Usually, the shop guys moved the goods.

The old man Liu gritted his teeth and staggered toward the shop, and the kind neighbors immediately stepped forward to help him.

"Don't crush your waist, old man Liu. I'll help you carry it in. If I don't grab the rice later, you can give me some."

There was a long queue in no time, and the people behind were worried, but they had nothing to do anyway.

Just watch the fun. If you are lucky, you may not have it. Everyone is excited and anxious queuing up.

At this time, I heard the sweet voice of the yellow warbler coming out of the valley, "Each person is limited to ten kilograms of rice and ten kilograms of flour, and our bag is one hundred kilograms.

That is, ten people divide a bag of rice and a bag of flour, and when the money is ready, they come to collect them in order.

Wait and replace old man Liu to help you separate, if you are not fit enough, come to us immediately, do you understand? "

"Understood, the ten of us rushed together to give you four, two or three hundred wen, and then we could carry a bag of rice and a bag of flour."

The shopkeeper who despised old man Liu, this time he figured it out quickly, he just wanted to show his face in front of the nobles, and he didn't care whether he slapped his face or not.

"Yeah! This uncle counts really fast, you can collect money for us and sell you an extra ten kilograms of rice later." Jiang Xinyan especially likes people who are aware of current affairs.

The middle-aged shopkeeper who despised others, immediately walked out of the queue with a smile on his face. He stopped lining up, walked between the ten people in the first team, and extended his hand to the elder.

"Hurry up, hurry up, you can pay one or two people in advance, and then go to the final account later. Come, give me four, two, or three hundred pennies first, and then I can take two bags and divide them immediately."

Jiang Xinyan: "..." I'll give it a go, is this person too smart!

Someone immediately echoed and agreed with his statement, "Hey! I'll give you four taels, whoever has three hundred wen, hurry up and we can go to decimeters and flour."

The first team quickly handed over the money, and ten people came out with two bags, and Jiang Xinyan took a big wooden basin to collect the money.

She smiled like a flower, and she was bubbling with beauty. Chu Lixuan watched her daughter-in-law happily accept the money, so she distributed a bag of rice and a bag of flour.

The couple cooperated well, and the others also cooperated very well.

Jiang Xinyan got a plate full of silver and got on the carriage, put it into the space, and took the opportunity to bring out the food from the space.

It took an hour to sell the food for the "two carriages". Normally, a carriage can hold up to three thousand catties, or thirty bags.

One cup of tea can be sold out, but they have been collecting money and cents of flour, and no one cares about how much they sold.

Almost all the wealthy people in this street have bought food, and those who happened to come to this street to do errands also have the money to buy rice and flour.

Some people wanted to queue again, but Jiang Xinyan shouted, "No more, you don't have to queue anymore."

There are also many poor people who are penniless, standing by and watching, they do not line up, because there is no copper plate.

Jiang Xinyan looked at the impoverished poor, their clothes were covered with patches and holes.

"Hey! You haven't had porridge for a long time, so let's do it! Our husband and wife originally wanted to leave a few bags to eat on the way back to the capital, but now we'll share them with you, one bag per 100 people."

In this way, more than 20 bags were distributed. Others were jealous, but they were afraid of Chu Lixuan, so they didn't dare to chew.

This street is not considered a wealthy street, so the masters of the town and the real small families do not know that Jiang Xinyan and his wife are selling food.

By the time they got the news, Chu Lixuan and his wife had already disappeared, but as long as they didn't go out of the city gate, they could still replace it.

Unfortunately, the family is no longer in Shaling Town, so when everyone woke up and looked at the high-quality rice in their hands, they felt so happy.

They have seen the real gods, how can there be such a beautiful person in the world! There are thousands of bags of rice in two carriages!

The people realized the truth later, and scrambled to see the carriage left by the gods.

Jiang Xinyan and his wife did not want the carriage, and drove straight to the long-awaited Yumen Pass. The Yumen Pass in front of her was not as majestic as Jiang Xinyan imagined.

From a distance, it looks like a huge, yellow, irregular tofu, and like a boulder falling from the sky, standing in the desert away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Chu Lixuan told his daughter-in-law that the Yumen Pass was guarded by the General of the West of the Town of Dongchen, and the General of the Town of West was Zhao Chengan, the second son of the Dingxihou Mansion.

The eldest son of the Dingxihou Mansion stayed in the capital, and the eldest son was the prince of the Hou Mansion, and they were almost the emperor's hostages.

There is a large-scale war, and the Marquis still has to go to the battlefield in person, and the prince cannot leave the capital no matter what.

The Yumen Pass is kept, and the Zhao family has been prosperous and rich from generation to generation, and the prince has been passed down from generation to generation.

Every one is prosperous, and one is lost. So when there is no military pay in the imperial court, the Zhao clan still try their best to raise food, and dont starve the Zhao familys army to death.