Farmer's eldest sister becomes rich

An Yue was also very happy that her uncle was about to become a father.

However, she was also a little melancholy. Given her aunt Wei's temper and the fact that she was pregnant, the life of the siblings living under someone else's roof would probably be even more depressing in the future.

"Old man, the whole family is happy today. I'll cut some more meat and stir-fry it. You and your son can drink if you want."

After the grandmother finished speaking, she happily turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. The siblings followed her to the kitchen to help.

The grandfather smoked a pipe and happily went into the house to bring out the rice wine early, waiting to drink a few cups with his son.

After dinner, the family simply washed up and went to bed early. An Yue put away all the things she was going to sell before going back to her room to sleep.

The next day, before daybreak, my grandmother got up early, put all the things in place, and checked them one by one.

An Yue had already put all her things in place, and she went to the kitchen as soon as she got up to heat up some sweet potatoes and corn porridge.

After making breakfast, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren ate in a hurry and went out. At this time, Zhang Kai and his wife also happened to meet them.

The five of them set out together, carrying two oil lamps.

It is known that Pingxiang Village is four or five kilometers away from Shijing Town. Although it is not as close as Anjia Baili Village, it is not too far away. When several people arrived at the town, it was still dark.

Both businesses sell the same mountain products, and living next to each other would be disadvantageous to them.

So, as soon as they arrived in the town, Zhang Kai and his wife and their two grandchildren separated to look for a suitable stall.

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren came to the busiest area, rented a stall, and quickly put things in place with their hands busy.

Because we arrived early, we were able to choose the best stall location. Of course, the stall fee was relatively high, at eight cents.

The stall fees in such prime locations have always been high. The main items sold are various meats and staple foods such as chicken, duck, goose, rice, noodles, mountain products, etc. Only a very small number of people sell fruits and vegetables in such prime locations.

After a while, it was bright, the vendors had displayed their goods, and people who wanted to buy things appeared one after another.

At this time, a middle-aged man came over and asked, "Boss, how much is pork?"

My uncle stood up quickly and replied, "Wild boar meat, twenty cents a pound."

"Can it be cheaper?"

"The price is already the cheapest. This is a wild boar I just hunted in the mountains. It's still fresh!"

"Okay, give me a pound!"

After buying the meat, the man was attracted by the fish, wild vegetables and wild garlic in front of An Yue. He took a few steps, pointed and asked, "Little girl, are you selling these?"

When uncle Jiang Chenghai saw the man asking about the price, he wanted to go forward to help An Yue, but he was pulled back by his grandfather.

An Yue smiled and replied, "Yes, sir."

The man pointed at the wild garlic and asked, "What are you selling? How much is one pound?"

At this time, my uncle and grandfather were standing by, just watching quietly without saying a word.

An Yue replied, "Sir, this is called wild garlic, eight cents a pound, it can be eaten cold, fried with eggs, or stir-fried with meat."

The man asked doubtfully, "I've never seen this before. Can it be delicious?"

"Sir, if you stir-fry this wild garlic with meat, the taste will be unforgettable once you have tasted it."

The man laughed and said cheerfully, "Okay, give me a pound of it quickly. I'll take it back and try to fry the meat. If it tastes good, I'll come back to buy more from you later."

"Okay! I'll weigh one pound for you right away." After saying that, An Yue picked up a bundle of wild garlic and started weighing it.

After the man left, Uncle Jiang Chenghai quickly smiled and gave An Yue a thumbs up.

The grandfather smiled and said to his son: "Are you still selling things? Look, people across the street are shouting."

Uncle Jiang Chenghai had no choice but to turn around and quietly shout: "Wild boar meat, fresh wild boar meat, wild boar meat..."

At this moment, shops on both sides of the street opened one by one, and there were more and more people coming and going. Some were pushing carts and hawking, some were carrying loads on their shoulders and shouting, and the whole street became lively and noisy.

Compared with modern people, these hawkers are really much worse. Maybe this is the most primitive simplicity of the common people!

The stalls that were shouting were all very busy, but the business of a three-member family of grandparents and grandchildren located in a prime location was particularly poor.

Although my uncle sold several kilograms of meat, only occasionally someone came to An Yue to ask for the price, and in the end no one bought anything and just turned away.

Looking at this scene, An Yue suddenly thought of the hawking rhymes she heard when she visited various markets in the 21st century.

An Yue whispered to her uncle Jiang Chenghai: "Uncle, how about you shout loudly?"

Uncle Jiang Chenghai said dejectedly: "There's no point in yelling. Look at those loud voices, each one is yelling louder than the other!!"

My grandfather, who was sitting nearby, puffed out a puff of smoke while smoking a dry pipe and snorted, "Hmph! Look at the stall across the street, how good is the business? You just can't bring yourself to come down and shout!"

"Grandfather, do I have to shout to get people to buy things?"

Grandfather raised his eyes, looked at the stall opposite and whispered: "When doing small business like this, you have to shout!"

"Okay! I'll give it a try by shouting twice."

When uncle Jiang Chenghai heard An Yue say that she wanted to shout, he asked with a questioning look on his face, "Can you shout?"

The grandfather didn't say anything, but just rolled his eyes at his son Jiang Chenghai with great contempt.

An Yue stood up, cleared her throat, and began to shout loudly: "Fellow villagers, come and take a look."

An Yue's voice was clear and loud, and passers-by all looked at An Yue.

An Yue continued to shout: "Beyond the mountains, there are green mountains and beyond the buildings! The pork in my house is very oily!"

"Pickled fish is better than pork! You will know once you taste it at home!"

"Take a look, and buy with confidence. If you don't buy, your visit today will be in vain!"

Her uncle Jiang Chenghai and grandfather looked at her in amazement, and the vendors around her also looked at her curiously.

I could vaguely hear a man in the crowd shouting, "Wow! This little girl's shouting is really interesting, even more exciting than that storyteller!"

Another person nearby said, "Yeah! Let's go over and take a look at what she's selling."

Everyone around came over to watch the fun and surrounded the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren.

The man came closer and said with a smile, "Little girl, shout again and we will listen carefully."

"Okay! Listen carefully!"

An Yue raised her hand, spread her palm, and praised the man in front of her: "Big brother has a handsome appearance and a noble bearing."

Then he raised his hand again, slowly circled the pickled fish and wild vegetables, and said, "If you know what you are looking for, buy it! Take it home! Your family will praise you!"

The man laughed out loud: "Haha... this little girl has such a sweet mouth!"