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    Arriving at the village chief¡¯s house, Dalang borrowed the village chief¡¯s liter of rice and gave her a liter of thick noodles.  The old lady cried that she was poor, took the noodles and poured them into her pocket, but her eyes wandered around. It was obvious that she would not leave until the village chief gave her something.  As a last resort, the village chief divided half of the package of snacks that Uncle Xie gave to his grandson, and then sent the old lady away.

    The village chief sighed and said: "Their family is the poorest, and their life is not good. All the sons and I are dead, and only the orphans and widows are left. If you want chicks, I will get a few more for you. It doesn't take a liter."  If you have noodles, you¡¯ll still be given according to the price. Ten will be given to one liter.¡±

    "It's okay if you have ducklings. But again, we only need twenty. Two or three males are enough. We also take the noodles back to eat, but the women at home want to raise some chickens and ducks and lay some eggs for the children."  Replenish your body." Xie Sanbo said.

    "Okay." The village chief agreed and soon asked his eldest daughter-in-law to go out and do it.  I don¡¯t know how she did it, but after going out for only a quarter of an hour, she brought back twenty chickens and ducks each, packed nicely in two small cages.

    ¡°I looked carefully, there are three males each, but they are too small, so maybe I can¡¯t see them correctly.¡±

    Dalang and Xie Sanbo took out another four liters of noodles from their family's liters. The village chief's daughter-in-law went out with a smile. She had collected the noodles in the village, and it took several families to make up the amount.  Because it's still early, several families haven't started hatching yet.  Naturally, these noodles have to be shared with everyone.  However, she can still get some benefits from it, at least she can get herself a bowl of noodles.

    With the chickens and ducks in hand, Dalang began to visit the vegetable gardens of the villagers¡¯ homes.  They also made two persimmon saplings six to seven feet high. They spent a liter of coarse flour and asked someone to dig up the roots and mud for them. They carefully wrapped up a large lump of mud at the roots before taking them back.

    Jiang Dashan and Mr. Xie worked hard all the way, and at first they could see some traveling businessmen carrying burdens on their backs.  But they rode horses and ran fast, and soon left others far behind.  Slowly I stopped seeing people.

    After running for about ten miles, there was indeed a section of the road that was very steep. It was a winding path about three feet wide, with one side leaning against the top of a rugged mountain with rocks rolling down from time to time, and the other side with turbulent water.  of river water.  The river is wide and the water is very big, but there are no boats passing through at all.  They saw no one here.

    The two dismounted and carefully led the horse along the road.  The horse also knew the danger and did not dare to look either way. It followed its owner and walked forward slowly.

    It was only two miles away, but the two of them walked for almost half an hour. The road was not only narrow, but also uneven. There were stones and pits from time to time, and they would fall if they were not careful.  If it rains, it will be even harder to walk.

    "It's really difficult to leave. No wonder no one dares to come." Jiang Dashan said.

    "That's right, if you carry something on your back, it will be more difficult to leave." Mr. Xie said.

    When the two came here, they disguised themselves again, changed their appearance, and dressed themselves as businessmen.  Still no one was found in front.  When they came out, they immediately brought a pair of baskets with them. In fact, they didn't put anything in them. They just put some grass and covered them tightly with coarse cloth. It looked like they were carrying goods.

    As a result, when the two of them discovered the so-called market, they could see a few neat rows of houses in the distance. It looked quite grand, but few people were seen walking around.  It can be seen that business here is really difficult.  Walking a little further ahead, you can see a bridge across the river in the distance. It can be seen that it is guarded by officers and soldiers with sharp weapons.

    "What kind of market is this? There's no one there." Jiang Dashan said curiously.

    "I'm afraid that because of the heavy investigation, there may be fewer people coming." Mr. Xie guessed.  The two of them walked around and found that there were several trails and there were probably some villages nearby.  This place seemed completely different from the Qingyuan County they visited last time.  The two guessed that the Qingyuan County they saw twice was from different directions.

    "It's too intrusive for us to ride on a horse. Otherwise, you can hide with the horse and I'll go over and have a look." Jiang Dashan added.

    "Okay. Go ahead and be careful." Mr. Xie agreed.

    Jiang Dashan walked over with a basket on his back. More than half of the shops in the market were closed.  Seeing that a customer finally came, several shops that were open started to attract customers, and some women even came to attract him.  Jiang Dashan pretended to be a fool from the countryside and looked around calmly.

    Finally, he picked up a few snacks that children loved in a grocery store, and bought two pieces of cotton cloth, one pink and one purple, from the cloth shop next door.  Then, I went to a drug store and bought the medicine for babies that Little Shitou Niang had mentioned, and then bought some medicine for bruises.There are so many things that the four horses are basically full, especially the bamboo beds and bamboo chairs that take up a lot of space. If it weren¡¯t for the village chief and others who knew how to bundle them to save space, I¡¯m afraid Jiang Dashan and the others would have been unable to do anything.  Even so, there was only one seat left for Dalang in the end.  The other three had to walk.

    The village chief took a few young adults to see them off for a while, and said: "If you want bamboo utensils in the future, you can exchange the bamboo shoots for wild boars and rabbits."

    "Okay. It's rare for us to go out. It's too far. The next time I'm afraid it won't be until after the autumn harvest." Xie Sanbo smiled.  It¡¯s impossible to say for certain, maybe it will come or maybe it won¡¯t.

    The village chief looked at Dalang. He initially thought that the boy was his master, and that Xie Sanbo and the other three were accompanying him for training, but later he discovered that they did not seem to be doing business.  He didn't believe that they were hunters, so he couldn't figure out who Jiang Dashan and the others were.  But he couldn't help but want to have a good relationship with them.

    After all, there are too many bamboo utensils for Cuizhu Village.  Their relationship with the caravan has become increasingly tense.  Nowadays, it is rare to see such generous patrons as Jiang Dashan and others.  They can sell the wild boar for one tael of silver, which can be exchanged for more than two stones of coarse flour. Each of the twenty or so households in the village can share several liters.

    In the past, the prices given by the caravans were fair, and the bamboo utensils they produced in a year could be exchanged for one or two taels of silver.  In the past three years, the total has only been a little over one tael of silver. Especially last year, the price was so low that it was so low that every household had inventory for Jiang Dashan and the others to buy it.

    So the village chief really hopes that Jiang Dashan and the others can bring wild boars over from time to time to exchange for bamboo utensils.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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