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There is no such thing as seed trading in this era. Basically, everyone harvests their own seeds and saves the seeds for next year. If there are some accidents and it is too late to save the seeds or the seeds are necrotic, they can borrow some from farmers they know well and return them after harvesting.
Ever since Baya heard Chen Qiao talk about the seeds, he had been paying attention. If the farmers outside the city came to be processed in the mill, he would at least ask about the seeds. He wanted to wait until there were less things going on in the mill. Just go out for a run yourself.
But I didn¡¯t expect that the rain would keep falling this year. It seemed that Dilla¡¯s boat was almost finished. On this day, he left the matter to Lan Jia and went out. He took his beloved machete and went to see a big grain grower in the city.
This is a famous iron rooster. He is extremely persistent in the business of collecting grain. It is said that he suffered from famine when he was young.
This old man has eight sons, among whom the youngest son is the smartest. However, because he was spoiled by his parents and elder brothers since he was a child, he was a bit lazy when he grew up, and often hung out with Sansu and his gang.
This boy is not like Sansu. He just covets the food of Chen Qiao's family. He also has a fancy for the big knives in their house. Every time he sees them, his eyes can't help but stare. However, although this person's character was not the best, he was not a promiscuous person, so he kept drooling and staring at him, but he never made any move.
He only once said that he wanted to trade his family treasure with Mai Xi for a knife. After being despised by Mai Xi, he never dared to use the knife again.
Baya knew this, so he went to their house today with a knife.
The old man also knows that this knife is a good thing, but no matter how good it is, it can't be as valuable as the food in the famine.
Xiaoba's eyes gleamed when he saw this knife, but he also knew his father's stubborn temper, and he had no idea for a moment. He just stared at the big knife he had dreamed of for a long time. Could he just watch it slip away like this? Walk?
"We will return to our tribe in a while." Baya said unhurriedly, implying that there will be no such store after passing this village.
"When are you leaving?" The old man was quite calm.
"There are only a few days left. I want to get some grain and exchange some seeds with the farmers back home."
"It's so urgent" Ga Da pondered.
"Yes, it would be of no use if it was too late, if it hadn't been for the flood."
"This" Gada was very hesitant. This knife is certainly a good thing. Many people from other places have come to their city before, but none of them can have this thing. But now there are floods and the rain keeps falling. , and it never stops. If things go wrong, there will be famine. This food is a life-saving thing. Although there is a lot of it in their warehouse, it should be fine for a year or two, but what about next year? Who can guarantee that there will be a harvest next year?
"How much do you want?" Xiaoba couldn't hold back his anger.
"One hundred catties."
"So few?" Xiao Ba exclaimed, and Ga Da, who was sitting aside, was so angry that he wanted to drag his shoes off and beat him to death.
"It was originally worth more than that, but the situation is different now." Baya has always been a kind person.
"This one hundred kilograms of grain is enough for a person to survive the famine for several months." Ga Da still wanted to bargain.
"A hundred pounds of grain can't be exchanged for many seeds, no more." Although Baya doesn't know how to negotiate, he doesn't intend to give in.
This one is very difficult to deal with. I don¡¯t say that I am willing to change or that I am not willing to change. I keep trying to bargain.
In the end, Baya became a little impatient. Seeing that it was getting late, he would have to leave the city soon. He said that if he refused to change, he would go to another house and have a look.
In the end, there was nothing to do. Looking at the unambitious face of the younger son, he gritted his teeth and asked someone to move a hundred kilograms of grain out.
Baya did not delay after taking the food. He immediately handed over the knife and told them to wipe it off if it got wet and apply some oil every once in a while. Then he carried the food out of the city and headed towards the village he had inquired about before.
The villagers welcomed Baya's arrival very much, because many people had been to the mill before, and Baya came to the door this time with food, in exchange for seeds of vegetables and fruits that could not fill their stomachs.
Because Baya was very generous, the seeds they gave were of good variety and in sufficient quantity. There was even a villager who took Baya to a neighboring village in the rain and exchanged some seeds that were not available in their village.
This time, it was almost getting dark. Baya had not been far away because she had been busy in the workshop. At this moment, she regretted not saying hello to her family before going out. She just thought about giving Chen Qiao a surprise. .
The villagers suggested that he spend the night there first and wait until dawn before leaving. However, Baya was afraid that Chen Qiao would be worried, so he decided to hit the road quickly before it got dark.
The rain was falling like this, walking alone in the wilderness, without the machete Chen Qiao gave him to defend himself, Baya had never felt so weak. If a wild beast appeared now, would I be able to fight it with bare hands like I did a few years ago?
Thinking like this, he found that he had become more and more dependent on Chen Qiao in the past few years. He felt that it was not good for him and he would become weaker. But he also wanted to let himself go, just rely on that person, follow him, protect him, and please him.
He desperately wanted to return to that person as soon as possible, smell his breath, and feel his light body temperature. It's better not to come out, beast or whatever, he just wants to go home safely now.
Getting closer, getting closer. After crawling through a dog hole known to only a few city dwellers, Baya's soaked body was covered in mud, which was then slowly washed away by the rain.
He saw a figure running towards him, it was him!
The firewood in the stove was burning brightly. He held the man in his arms tightly and kissed every inch of his skin. He felt contented as never before in his life
¡°In this life, I don¡¯t need anything anymore, as long as this man is always by his side like he is now.
As long as this is the case, it will be fine as long as it is like this.
Wherever this man goes, he will follow.
But he knew that this man would not let him leave his tribe.
"Haha, don't ask him why.
That¡¯s how he knew it.
If you ask him what else he wishes for?
Then he should probably go back. He missed the wine at home, the iron plate in their house, and the rolling waves.
He wanted to hold this person¡¯s hand and go pick up the sea when it was just dawn. I want to see how the morning sun reflects on this person¡¯s face
He wanted to take this person to take a bath in the creek at dusk and see how the person in the sunset splashed the stream water on his slender body
He wanted to take this man to the melon field planted specially for him when the sun was scorching hot, and see what kind of surprise he would have on his sweaty face
He wanted to do a lot of things for him, and he wanted to hold him in his heart and not let him be exposed to any wind and rain.
I want to hide him under my wings, not letting him worry about anything, and live a carefree life every day.
He wants to pamper him to the point of being lawless so that he no longer has to hold back, and only radiates his own sadness in corners where no one is paying attention.
It¡¯s a pity that these are not what that person wants.
He always chooses to face difficulties instead of retreating, and he always chooses to stand upright instead of curling up and crying.
My partner is such a man.
He needs to slowly learn how to love him, how to follow his footsteps, and how to beat the same beat as him. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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